Christian’s Pov..
“Mya?” I called her name as soon as I got into the house.
The house was dimmed and I looked around and smiled when I saw my dinner, waiting on the counter for me. I hung my keys up on the wall before I walked over to the counter to eat. When I walked over to the barstool, I stopped when I saw a folded piece of paper right next to the meal. I grabbed the paper and opened it.
After a long day of work and dealing with my f****d up attitude… I want to do something for you… Eat your dinner and then come to the bathroom… Your bath is awaiting….
I put the paper down and removed the foil from the plate. I began to drool when I saw a nice, thick New York steak, sitting there, staring back at me with mash potatoes right on the side. I sat down and began eating my meal in peace
