FATED TO BE THE DEMON's WIFE
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Chapter 2 Part 2

He made me think from head to toe. I kept my legs closed because I was a little lost in the way he stared. I simply stared at her face in the side of my eyes.

Her hair was a bit stretched. The eyebrows were delicious, his eyes were round and glistening at the end of his gray eyes and under his left eye he had a mole, his nose had a sharp nose, and his lips were thin and the cupid's bow was like a heart The top of his lips.

The shape of his face was just right, his chin was not so sharp but his jaw was obvious. My eyes were closed but I couldn't read any emotions.

"What the h*ll are you still doing there?"

I woke up in deep thought to hear his cold voice. It was cold but it was very hot. I shook my head because of what I thought was worthless.

I quickly followed them standing in front of a door. I smiled at the tip of my neck because of shame.

It opened the door and first went inside. I didn't move right away in my place, my feet just stepped as I slowly pushed me in. I looked up and met Lorenzo's grin.

"He didn't want to float so you settled" he whispered to me and then I passed.

I secretly got up and followed him into the room. Sorry, this is a place to be a place and to add the presence of the people here. Tss.

Another room we went to. Lorenzo has a cult.

As I entered, I immediately saw a black table with two chairs, one across and the other beyond the guest. There are papers over there and a table lamp. But instead of table lamps, two candles were lit.

On the wall there are decorative paintings and calligraphy works and a deer head statue that I feel is staring at me even though it is not a real head of the USA.

To my left there is a long black couch, a single sofa and a black coffee table sitting on a carpet that looks like cheetah skin. There is a white litmus vase on it and next to it there are three candles with no. On the right is a baroque fireplace.

This place is a little bit dark. I swallowed. Lorenzo sat on the couch while I was left standing.

"Please have a seat" I turned my attention to Ryoushin. It also sat on the couch next to Lorenzo.

I approached them and hesitated to sit down because I was not accustomed to having a man in a relatively dark room. Done two more. I sit on the single sofa. I closed my thighs and sat straight and just stared at the floor with a checkered porcelain.

"G-good evening" I greeted to lose the silence. I smiled to make her impression good to me.

"Lorenzo told me that you are the daughter of one of his father's personnel in Hacienda Vizconde. After your father's death, you decided to quit studying and finding a job. Is that right, Ms. Castillo?"

My smile seemed to be a naughty because of what it said. I looked at Lorenzo that I was simple. He did a good alibi but Dad didn't work at Lorenzo's hacienda. He really added another lie.

But Lorenzo Tango says and that's all I can answer.

"Y-yes, sir" I just replied.

"How old are you?"

I raised my eyebrows at her question. There is no question first, age immediately. I will taste it.

"I am eighteen years old" I replied politely.

"Who are your deceased parents?"

"Armando Castillo and Geneva Castillo po"

I'm sorry Kuya Armando. I was about to sign the cross. I hope I will forgive this lie. I simply rubbed my thigh.

"Drop the 'po' I am not that old" it says seriously. I was shocked and just looked at the wall behind them.

"Where are your things?"

I turned my attention to Lorenzo because of Ryoushin's question. What do I say to him?

"Actually, I forget to tell you that their house caught on fire last Wednesday and she survived only with that clothes--"

"-And wallet!" I raised my hand to hold my sunflower design. I held the smile even more and then looked at them back and forth.

Ryoushin sighed and stood up.

I lowered my hand and placed it on my thighs. I followed him as he walked to the table I first saw when I came in. Lorenzo stood up and motioned for me to stand up.

I approached him. "Do you think he'll accept me?"

"Convince him more" he whispered back. We both stood up straight as Ryoushin turned to us. I smiled a lot.

"S-sir, are you welcome?" I boldly ask. These papers are being opened.

"Can you do all the household chores?" It was a serious question as the vision was still in his paper.

"So I can do everything, sir. I know how to wash and clean the whole house" I said. "But I don't know how to cook"

I saw in the side of my eye as if Lorenzo stumbled beside me even though it was just standing. I was so close that Ryoushin closed the paper. It looks like I'm not good at it. Did I say something wrong? I'm just honest here.

"Ms. Castillo, you know that the first preference to be qualified as a maid is to be a good cook or at least knows how to cook, right?" I closed my mouth.

"And you're not qualified" I bitten my tongue because I looked like I was.

It's time to enable my acting skills. I was surprised to hold my chest. I sniffed and put the left hand on my lips. When I felt tears streaming down my eyes, I was moaning.

"S-sir, you have pity on me. K-I really need it because I'm the only one in life. W-I have no place to go" I pulled out Lorenzo's handkerchief and did it of the cold. They both lost both. "Accept me, please? Promise and I will improve my work. I'm sorry if I didn't know how to cook. I just became honest with you"

I was more likely to cry. Lorenzo grabbed me by the shoulder and slapped my back. I looked at him because he didn't know how to comfort. He had plans to remove my lungs.

"Alright. Alright. Just stop crying!" This promise was annoyed and the eyebrows were covered. I cried more and ran to where she was and then held her by the hand.

"Thank you very much!" I'm glad I promise. He paused so I looked at my hand holding his hand.

My attention is not there. If not on the handkerchief I was holding my art and resting in his hand.

            
            

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