Chapter 23 – Playing

*** Saïda's POV: I unlocked the apartment's door, still so pleased with myself. I stepped in and found Asahd sitting on the couch and watching TV. "Hellooo. Finally up, huh?" I said, closing the door behind me. "As you can see." "You saw the note I left?" I asked, dropping my purse and going to over to sit too. "Yes, I did. Thanks for the breakfast," he replied lazily, looking very bored. "You washed your plates, I hope." I raised a brow. "Yes, mommy. Your threats didn't leave me any choice," he mused. "Eew don't call me that. You're too ugly to be my kid," I teased and as expected, the drama Queen turned to me, wide eyed. "Me?? Ugly?? Should I lend you some money so you get yourself glasses? Tsk! I'm a jewel. A rare specimen," he scoffed and rolled his eyes, making me laugh a little. "Keep lying to yourself," I mused and stood to go change. "You sure are in a good mood. Where are you from?" "Oh, I forgot to tell you!" I exclaimed happily. "I went looking for a job because