Taming The Las Vegas Playboy

Stefan carried Summer to the kitchen. He could smell something nice and delicious. The smile spread through his face without realizing it.

For Stefan, it felt like being home, a real home. He thought of his mother's home outside of Boston. Someday he would take her to see his mother.

He paused at this thought. It was the first time in his life that Stefan thought about taking a woman to see his mother. He knew his mother would like her. She had something special in her. The lovely face that made people recognize at first sight, and then some quality inside, there was something more than the pretty face about this woman. But he was lazy to find words to describe. He was not a poet who using too many fancy words to describe a single rose.

The slender figure was standing in front of the counter. She had just finished making something in the pot. Her beautiful face lifted up when she saw who was walking in.

"Who allows you to get up?!"

She immediately scolded at him. ... Stefan ignored her question. If he didn't get out of bed, he probably would get a rash all over just like those two idiots predicted.

Now Stefan had learned that there was nothing worse than being ill in bed. Only half an hour of lying down and did nothing it made him sick and bored to death. And especially, risking not to have steamy sex with the woman who now looking at him fiercely.

"Summer misses his mommy. When you smell something nice, it makes you hungry, huh my boy?"

He said to Summer and avoided to look at her.

Wirata looked at the tall figure, wearing a black T-shirt and shorts, he looked relaxed. Summer turned and looked around and sniffing as if to ask where was the yummy smell from?

"Arf!". He made a noise to Stefan.

"Do you want to eat porridge, too? I cooked it for your poor daddy and everybody also can have some and including you, of course."

Wirata said to her cute puppy. He tried to lick Stefan's face.

"Your father is badly injured. Tonight he will have to lie still and behave himself. Otherwise, he will recover very slowly. " She talked to the puppy but her eyes were staring at him.

Stefan thought how accurate Ben and James were! See? She would force him to lie still all night!

No way! Not a chance! ... So he should act like he got better now!

"In fact, daddy feels a lot better now. Look! One! Two! Three!..."

He said and lifted Summer up and down in the air with one hand as if the puppy were a dumbbell! Wirata widened her eyes in shock.

"Hey! Stop! What are you doing?!!"

She shouted. Stefan didn't stop but continued to show off that he was recovering quick and lifted Summer higher.

She looked concerned about him. Stefan thought then smiled.

"Don't do that to my puppy! He's scared of the height! He is shocked now. Let him down now! "

She shouted. Stefan stopped smiling immediately.

She concerned about the puppy, not him!

"Hey, don't worry. He likes it. I do this often. Tell your mommy that you are a man. Don't treat him like a puppy too much. You're spoiling him."

He argued with a broody face. Wirata stood there, staring at him. The tall figure walked back and forth and lifted Summer up and down. Then doing stretching. Wirata frowned.

"Doesn't that hurt to twist like that? I told you that do not move too fast. You're really stubborn. Go sit now and eat. I will give you some painkillers. "

She ordered. Wirata was not sure what to do and how to deal with the man in front of her. The earlier hour he was yelping like he was so much in pain. But now, he acted as if he was okay.

"I feel much better already. When I got off the bed and did a stretching like this..."

He showed her by stretching and twisting his body.

"Suddenly, my bone made a loud noise like...QUACK! QUACK! Hm, creaking sound, kind of. I thought probably it was the bone slid back into place ... So, right now, I don't feel much pain, hardly. Only bruises. And I don't need painkillers. No pain, no pills. Understand?"

He said, tried to make a straight face to confirm his words that he was telling the truth.

Wirata was wondering which piece of bones made the creaking noise like a duck sound!

She sighed and shook her head, didn't want to argue with him. She had learned, sometimes better to keep quiet. The silence was the best way to win in some situations.

Wirata put some porridge soup with king prawns that she had removed all the shells and ready to eat in a small bowl. Its aroma was roaming the kitchen nicely. She put the bowl on the table. The tall body came to sit right away. She still stared at him. Stefan gave her a big smile.

"Honestly! I don't need painkillers. I get hit often. My body is very immuned, and recovers quickly."

He repeated as she looked like she was suspicious and didn't believe him.

"Eat first. "

She ordered. So Stefan opened his mouth and waited. Wirata looked at him and shook her head again.

"Eat by yourself since you said you are fine now."

"I am holding Summer. My hands are dirty. Feed me, since you are standing there doing nothing anyway." The boss requested.

Wirata sighed again before dropping down to sit on the chair near him. She stirred the soup until it was cool down enough, not too hot to eat then she started to feed him slowly. Stefan opened his mouth, let her feed him in a relaxed posture and smiled with a good mood throughout eating.

When finished, she gave him some juice. She went to the cabinet, brought two painkillers.

"Oh, no. No need. I said I don't take painkillers."

he made a serious voice. Wirata ignored his statement, two tablets on her palm in front of him and waited for him to take them.

"Take it. Two pills. Now."

The smooth voice ordered with the dark stare. Stefan made a grumpy face. His mother had never forced him like this in his life! Never! And who this woman thought she was!

"I'll take one pill because I am not much in pain."

Stefan negotiated with a broody expression. Saw her shaking her head to refuse. Wirata then realized that he did not like taking medicine! What a baby he was!

"Stefan. Take it now. Don't be a baby and then you can go back to rest in the bedroom. Give Summer to me."

She gave him the order. Looked at him as if he was a wayward boy.

Stefan was not pleased to be ordered by the employee. He was her boss!

"Alright! Put in my mouth then. My hands are dirty, holding Summer, don't you see?"

He used the same reason like before and with an unwilling voice then opened his mouth. Wirata hurried to put the drug in his mouth with water as well.

She shook her head absently, didn't think that just being kicked ass by Bernardo would make him act like a cripple and needed her to feed him everything like this.

But when looked at his bruised cheekbones. She sighed, feeling sorry for him a little then. She had learned bit by bit about this Mafia God, the more threatening, the more unruly he would be.

"Now you should go to rest and be good."

Wirata said. Her voice softened.

"Take me to the room, please." He requested. His voice softened, too.

Wirata thought to herself that besides acting like a cripple and now he happened not to remember the way back to his own room as well! But for now, Wirata decided whatever he wanted, she would do it for him, just for peace sakes.

He stood up, put his arm on around her shoulders, and walked to the office. Ben and James looked up to the boss.

"Let me know immediately when you have news. Understand?"

Stefan said to his followers about the matter they knew, both bowed to acknowledge. Now James was on the phone. Wirata wasn't sure what that was about but she guessed it was the matter of Bernardo's pub got burned.

"Summer, be a good boy, okay? Mommy will take daddy to rest. You two, there is some food in the kitchen, help yourselves and leave some king prawns for me."

The boss finished his order then walked back to his bedroom. Ben and James looked at each other.

"Day time?" Ben whispered and then they both made a giggle.

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