Moving On
Emelie Cuisine

The day has changed the night. Zeroun sat on the couch fiddling with his cell phone. Since then, he noticed the location in Brazil. Zeroun continued to think about the assault technique to counter the Heels Devils. For him, even if only a woman, but Jesica is not an opponent that can be underestimated again. Zeroun had to be completely prepared when he wanted to attack that dangerous woman.

From the door, the doorbell sounded. Zeroun knew that the one who came was not one of the servants who used to visit him. The waiter always knocks on the door as a code. Zeroun grabbed the gun that was on the table. Grasping it with a watchful face. His eyes peered at the small hole in the door.

Zeroun hid his gun behind his back before opening the door. The man stood up with a cold expression.

“Emelie?” Zeroun scrunched his forehead. Staring at the appearance of Emelie from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

That night Emelie's appearance looked different. She looks like a normal girl in general. Long pants with long hand tshirts as well. Her hair was tied one with a black rubber band.

“Have you eaten? I have a gift for you, Zeroun.” Blink one eye. He showed off the plastic bag he was carrying.

Emelie stood in front of the door of the Zeroun Apartment with a radiant face. Zeroun looked at the hallway of the apartment carefully. Make sure no one follows Emelie that night.

“Do not worry, no one follows me.”

Without being told to enter, Emelie stepped into the spacious room. It was as if the house was his own. Emelie immediately stepped towards the kitchen while carrying white plastic bags. Put her plastic bag and bag on the table.

Zeroun closed the door again. Turning her body looked at Emelie from a position not too far away. Put his gun in the closet drawer.

“What is it?” Zeroun noticed the white plastic bag that had just been placed on the table.

“Material dinner,” replied Emelie with a smile.

Emelie smiled broadly before taking out the contents of the plastic bag. There are fish, vegetables and some other cooking spices. Emelie wants to cook something for Zeroun as her dinner menu.

“Can you cook?” There was doubt on Zeroun's face back then. All this time Emelie looks like a spoiled Royal Princess.

“Sure can.” Emelie began to take over her duties in the kitchen.

Some cooking utensils are already on the stove. Emelie washes the fish without disgust. He seems to be used to such work. Cut up vegetables so expertly and quickly. Emelie looks more beautiful and charming when she is busy in the kitchen. Even every drop of sweat dripping from her face was precisely accentuating her naturally beautiful aura.

Zeroun only paid attention to all of Emelie's activities with a cold expression. Sometimes he smiled a little, when he saw the woman was too serious when cooking.

A few minutes later, Emelie was ready to cook one of her flagship menus. With a face full of confidence, Emelie placed the fish on the table in front of Zeroun.

“What is this?” Zeroun never seemed to have eaten such a fish.

“Your Highness often say with the name of yellow tail fish.” Emelie sat down on the chair beside Zeroun.

Zeroun drew closer to the plate containing the fish. Smelled a tempting smell there.

“You will definitely like it. There are herbs and spices from royal recipes in it.” Emelie took an empty plate, a spoon and a fork. Put the cutlery in front of Zeroun.

“Cobain,” order Emelie with a smile.

Zeroun cut the thick fleshy fish. The fish is dried on the outside because it is fried. However, the inside remains melted in addition, Emelie watering the fish with a tantalizing reddish sauce.

Slowly, Zeroun stuffed the piece of fish into his mouth. For a moment the man was glued. Emelie cuisine is very delicious and addictive.

“What is my cooking so good?” ask Emelie with a hopeful look on her face.

Appreciable? This man was the first to say my problem was good.

Emelie exhaled with a slightly irritated face. Look the other way with the hand supporting the chin.

Zeroun gave a small smile looking at Emelie's expression back then. He took one small piece. Apply the fish meat with a little spice. Poking the fork in front of Emelie.

“This is eating,” said Zeroun with an illegible face.

Emelie looked at the piece of fish carefully before looking at Zeroun's face again. No one has ever fed himself that way. There is shame and awkwardness in Emelie.

“I won't repeat for the second time,” Zeroun connect fast. When Emelie doesn't open her mouth.

With hesitation, Emelie opened her mouth. Zeroun stuffed the fish into Emelie's mouth. Slowly the Working Princess chewed on her own cooking.

Emelie used to eat that fish. Even almost once a week Emelie tasted such cuisine. That night, the fish was different. Much better than what he had eaten before. Emelie's face was embarrassed. The woman turned her face so that Zeroun did not notice the change in his face.

After successfully putting the fish into Emelie's mouth, Zeroun continued his dinner. Enjoy every piece of fish that has been cooked by Emelie.

Emelie looked at Zeroun in secret. The woman smiled with a sense of happiness that could not be expressed with words. This was his first time cooking for a stranger who was not too close to him. Emelie herself also has no reason, why she wants to do all that. One thing he knew, his heart was happy when he was near Zeroun.

Emelie's phone is vibrating. Emelie took her phone from the bag. Squinting at his forehead when he saw his subordinates interrupting his beautiful moment with Zeroun.

“What's up?” ask Emelie with a less-than-liked face.

(Daughter, it's time to go back.)

Emelie stared at the clock stuck on the wall. It's time to go home. Emelie doesn't want to protest much anymore. The palace will be suspicious if he does not return in time.

“Alright, wait for me in the original place.”

Emelie disconnects the incoming call. Put the phone back in the bag.

“Zeroun, I have to come back soon.” Emelie moved from her seat. Took her little bag.

Zeroun nodded softly without a sound.

“Alright, good night.” Emelie stepped quickly towards the door.

Zeroun notices Emelie's departure from behind the door. Look again at the empty plate. There was a clear sound of the high heels of the woman who was getting away from the door of her apartment. Her lips smiled small.

“Goodnight, Emelie.”

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