Chapter 46

John's P.O.V Those lips .. those red plump lips .. urgh she's such a tease . How can I control myself back here is a miracle , any male could've kissed the life out of those prefect lips . "Alpha .. ? " A weak call came from behind . Darn what again this time ? Way to ruin my jolly mood . Furiously turning around , I stared at him with my cold orbs , the ones they're familiar with . "What ! ? " I snarled , loosing my patience . Heck my omelette's still on the heating pan and I don't need distraction . At least not now . "Uhm .. you need help ? " He pointed weakly at the pan behind me . "No ." I answered without hesitation . This omelette must be made by myself , with my love and .. let's just hope she'll like this . "But you can tell Russco that my beta back at Italy will be here by evening and I'm expecting a warm welcome from you guys . " I added , flipping the omelette over . He stood there dumb folded . Awh c'mon , do I have to do everything myself ? Gosh