The Accountant

Chapter 15 Engagement? No! Beau

Fuck! Getting shot at was a bummer. And if there was one thing she hated the most, it's being coddled.

Her independent streak was rearing its head. She had sworn to poison Dominic with belladonna if she could her hands on one.

Two whole weeks she had been confined to this bed. The wallpapers had made her dizzy from staring at it all day. She had memorized every pattern she could decipher, even made equations. And answered them in different ways.

And there was one more thing that aggravated her the most. Those fucking pain killers had her knocked out all the damn time!

She and Dominic had barely spoken, other than civilized questions -the usual good morning and good night and how are you phrases- he made it a point to avoid her.

Well, except at night. He retired to their bed beside her only if he was sure she was fast asleep. Which was not always the case.

She could feel his warmth as he cuddled with her gently and his deep even breaths lulled her to sleep.

But the fucker was always gone when she woke up. As if nothing happened and everything was dandy fine. This frustrated her to no end. She wanted to know what's going on. Why was he acting like he has KGB or CIA secrets?

Dominic's sister -bless her beautiful heart- and his mother were the only people keeping her sanity intact. Or she would have ended screaming the roof off in her agitated and bored state.

Her goal today was to get up from their huge bed. Alone. And eat all the berries in the world like there was no tomorrow.

Fuck you, Dominic!

But that's one of the shitty things she forgets all the time.

He doesn't want to fuck her anymore. Damn him! He was treating her like she has the plague or worse like she was a carrier of yellow fever.

She knew she sounded like a whiny bitch and melodramatic but like she gave a damn. She had been confined in bed for almost a month. A few more weeks and she'd be in an asylum.

Oh, she will also need to order Chinese. She was craving some steamy buns.

Beau mentally scoffed. She changed thoughts faster than the speed of light.

Wincing, she gingerly navigated, by slow progress from the bedroom to the carpeted hallway.

chance to explore since she had always been confined in her

had been a constant companion as well and she grew fond of the shy, demure physician. Can't help not to when the good doctor basically saved her from death's door. They became buddies of sort and she's

was she can feel every painful twitch of

for breath by the time she reached the busy spacious kitchen.

lady in her sixty's scurried over to help her on a cushioned leather seat. She

her tongue several times. Beau presumed she was the head housekeeper because everyone

at Beau while she poured her a glass of water. She took a sip,

Bell, tzarina." What's with

Mrs. Bell." She ignored the housekeeper's surprised expression. "I'm hungry. Do you have fresh berries?" Her taste

blueberries and strawberries. Do you want it with vanilla ice cream?" The

I think sour cream would be best,"

delight. She

it in under 10 minutes and she asked another one. Still indulging, she remembered the buns. "Can you call for

enthusiastically and ordered a maid to do

want me to order different varieties of berries, tzarina?" She asked eagerly. She was way too happy

but she answered yes. The lady was like

talk to that stubborn man soon. Give him the

Uneasiness gripped her insides. It seemed that he doesn't

the fuck was

blank expression. A facade. Her anger was

with her that's why he left. Well, she will finish this stupid affair

her stomach grumbled. The berries

will stuff her belly

***

Dinara licked her lips nervously. Lizzie was

understatement. She basically spent the whole day in his private domain. To spite him, she has approved every damn proposal at his table. Reviewed

five days ago. She was beyond pissed at him. No

eat her damn Nutella. She was constantly on edge and she gets riled at a drop of a

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