He’s My Ruthless Billionaire
Chapter 53

Robert's POV

As she said those words, a little happiness played inside my chest.

So... is she saying that I am the best man for her?

Is she saying that I am the one who deserves her?

Why am I so happy about it?

Why am I feeling the joy, I didn't feel in years?

I drove back to our house and she went inside and sat down on the couch. I sat beside her.

"Your family is coming, right?" she confirmed.

"Yes," I replied. "Tonight"

"Okay" She got up and made her way to the kitchen.

"Wait" I stopped her. "Where are you going?"

"To make dinner?" she raised an eyebrow.

"It is just 5" I exclaimed.

She looked at me and sighed. "I am a bad cook. Do I need to remind you that every time?"

"Oh, are you?"

"The worst one"

"Really? Then why are you making dinner?"

"Because your family is coming?"

"So, the worst cook will make dinner?" I raised my eyebrow in amusement.

She looked down. "Let's... order"

"What? I was kidding" I got up and went towards her. "Why are you always so serious?"

"Are you saying this to me? Have we switched our roles?"

I looked at her with a smile plastered on my face and I took her face in my hands. "I would love to become you" I whispered.

Her cheeks heated up and I found her blushing before she shrugged her face out of my grip and went back.

"So, do I have to make it?"

"Your wish"

"Okay then. Tell me what they like?"

"I don't know"

She was shocked by my answer. "You don't know?"

"Yup" I went back and sat down on my couch and took out my phone. "Anyways, make anything. They can eat anything, as long as it is edible"

"I don't even know if it will be edible" I shifted my gaze towards her as she rolled her eyes on her comment. "Anyways, I am in the kitchen. Call me if you need me" "Oh, I need you" I winked and she sighed.

"Enough. I am going"

I chuckled and she smiled and left for the kitchen.

Hailey's POV

It was late night and his family must be arriving at any minute, so I better finish cooking.

Yeah, I haven't finished it till now.

But I am fast- I cut down those tomatoes in 42 minutes and that other vegetable in just 38 minutes.

"Really?" I heard him sighing standing beside me.

"What?" I said, my eyes still fixed on the food I was making.

"You have been here for the last 4 hours!" he took a quick peek at the pan. "And this?"

"That too!" I pointed towards the other 5 dishes I made in the time.

He went towards them to check them out and his eyes went wide. "You made them?"

"Of course! Can you see anyone else here?"

"Wow," he admired. "Amazing"

"What's so good at that?" I raised my eyebrows; in case he was mocking me.

"I thought you were a bad cook. And here you are, preparing the professional dishes, all by yourself" he came in front of me. "Done?"

"Almost" I shifted him and turned the knob to close the gas stove. "Yup"

Without any warning, he turned me around and pulled me in an intense kiss. It was so out of my level- it was heaven.

He didn't stop, just pulled me closer by my thighs and kept on kissing me. His tongue devoured every corner of my mouth and his hands were now in my hair.

I kissed him back with equal passion and didn't pull back, it looked as if I will never get enough of his love.

His love?

He doesn't love me!

He just loves kissing me... for reasons unknown.

I pulled apart and the smile on his face brought one on my face too.

"I was hungry," he smirked. "Not anymore"

"Ah..." I was blushing right now, and I didn't know how to react.

"Mom is arriving in 10 minutes, now go and get ready"

"Get ready? I AM!" I said.

He looked at me up and down and sighed. "Really?"

"Or what?"

"They are visiting for the first and the last time. So?"

Last time?

Why?

"Last time?" I accidentally asked and his eyes snapped in my direction as he questioned my question.

"Ah... I-I mean, okay"

He nodded and I went to my room to choose a better, and possibly more decent dress. I changed and applied a little makeup, I required that today to conceal the marks on my hand and neck. I don't know what happened and I haven't asked him yet. I will ask him... at night.

I went downstairs and the doorbell rang. I went and opened the door. His dad, mom, and his sister, Katherine came inside.

Yeah, I just remember his sister's name.

"Thanks a lot for coming, mom and dad!" I exclaimed and let them come inside. I could feel Robert's gaze on me this whole time.

Now, I can't disrespect them for him, right?

I brought the dinner and kept it on the dining table, while Katherine herself came to help me serve it. Then Katherine stopped me in the kitchen, while we were taking the last plate.

"Does he keep you happy?" she questioned.

"Yes, of course! Why do you ask?"

"Because he is... he is staring with a murderous look on his face at you from the start. I don't know... is he like that always?"

"What no!" I shrugged. "He is just... um... I don't know. But don't worry, he takes care of me a lot"

"Okay, if you say so" she replied and I smiled and kept the last plates on the table with her.

I looked at Robert to confirm what she was telling me, and she was correct! He is staring at me with a dangerous look on his face.

I smiled to calm him down, but his intensity didn't decrease. I didn't look at him for the rest of the dinner.

After a little talk and a good time together, his family left the house. I closed the door and turned around. Robert was sitting on the couch.

As I was about to take the utensil to the kitchen, he suddenly got my wrist.

But what scared me was the grip- his death grip.

"COME!" he yelled and dragged me to the room.

Now. What. Is. Wrong?