I didn't remember last night while crying when did I fall asleep. In the morning I was preparing the breakfast lost in my thoughts about what Rafael said last night. I know he was angry and Dad too said that he has no control in himself when he is angry but I can't stop thinking about it. Fine I agree it was my fault but he could've told it in a better way rather than yelling.

Someone came running and switched off the gas knob, I looked beside me it was Deby.

"Where are you lost Haze? You would've burnt the food."

I shook my head "I-I'm sorry I was just thinking something."

She placed a hand on my arm, scanning my face she asked "Are you okay?"

I nodded "Yeah." Saying that I focused on cooking the food.

The maids served the food on the breakfast table. I was talking to Deby about few things when Dad came and took his seat on the dining table.

"Good morning Haze." He greeted.

I smiled and replied "Morning Dad."

"So what do we have for breakfast today?"

"Pancakes, eggs and bacons." I replied. As I was making my way towards the dining table, I crashed with someone on my way, I was about to fall when that person's hands wrapped around my waist preventing me from falling. I looked up at the person it was Rafael.

Not surprised.

Instantly I stood up pushing him away from me. Once my eyes fell on him to see he was in his sweats.

Is he not going to work today? Whatever it is I shouldn't care about it. Just remember Haze, you won't speak to him until he apologizes to you.

I made my way towards my seat and sat beside Dad not on my usual seat which is beside Rafael. Rafael sat on his usual seat, I started eating my food quietly not once looking up at him.

Why should I? He was so rude last night.

Feeling the awkwardness between us Dad spoke up trying to relieve the atmosphere "You aren't going for work, Rafael?"

"No. I thought to take a day off, these few days have been really hectic." Rafael replied.

"Well that's rare."

I could feel Rafael's gaze on me but still I didn't look up.

"Okay that's enough both of you." Dad said finally getting tired of us not talking. "Rafael it's done, she did a mistake you scolded her now end this fight and talk to each other."

Rafael rolled his eyes "She didn't even say sorry, Dad."

Is he blaming me again?

I glared at him "I will apologize once you do the same."

"And why on Earth would I apologize? For scolding you to do the right thing which your brother should've done many years ago."

That's it.

"Stop bringing my brother in our fights. It's between you and me stop bringing him between us."

"I won't apologize. I didn't say anything wrong."

"But the way you said, it was wrong. You don't have to bring my brother in our fights." I argued.

He sighed "I don't know when am I gonna have my whole breakfast." Saying that he got up from his seat and went to his study.

"And I thought you were going to sort out this fight." Dad commented sighing. I too got up from my seat and ran back to my room.

I hate fighting with him but why would he understand.

Since the weather was cool, I decided to be by the poolside. My legs were dipped inside the water while I was reading a novel also time to time playing with the water.

I saw Rafael making his way towards the poolside with a bathrobe wrapped around his body, he ignored me as soon as he found me sitting by the poolside and I tried to focus back on my book trying to ignore him too.

Keyword 'trying'.

How can I keep my eyes on my book when a man was going to get half-naked in front of me, that too a very good looking one? As my eyes went to him, he was taking off his bathrobe, my eyes widened.

Oh Sweet Jesus! This is not me. This is not me. This is the pervert Haze in me.

Now the bathrobe was totally off his body leaving him in black shorts and the rest completely shirtless. My eyes remained fixed on his body... toned chest, bulging biceps, moving down he had six pack abs, his body wasn't too bulky but it was well-built. Damn! He is the sexiest man I have ever seen live. I gulped hard when my eyes went up to meet his, I found him staring at me with raised brows.

Fuck! He caught me gawking at his perfectly sculpted body!

Instantly I hid my face with my book, trying to act innocent. Slowly I removed my book peeping to see if he was still looking at me or not but he wasn't. He went inside the water and since I was sitting on the deck of the pool, a heavy amount of water hit my face but he didn't even look back at me, he continued his swimming.

Jerk.

I wiped the water away from my face and got up, mumbling few curse words I made my way back inside.

In the evening, I was watching my Netflix series while he was in the room working sitting on the couch. We didn't talk even once since last night though we were staying in the same room. This morning too we just fought. I was dying to speak with him but he wasn't even looking at me. He is behaving like I am a murderer and he is the jailor.

I was about to talk to him but before a word could escape my lips he got up from the couch and went out of the room.

What the hell is his problem! I was about to talk but he didn't even give me the chance to say anything.

"I feel like someone has captured me. I can't stay like this. It's so annoying!" I mumbled to myself getting angry.

Getting up from the bed I tried to find Rafael, I searched everywhere but couldn't see him in the end I found him in the kitchen. He was trying to do something, by looking at it I can figure out he was trying to cook something but wasn't even able to turn on the gas knob. I wanted to laugh so hard looking at him fidgeting.

"If you want, I can make something for you." I offered making my way inside the kitchen. I stood beside him, giving him my sweetest smile.

But this is Rafael Martinez we are talking about here. How can he say himself that 'yes please help me out'?

He moved away and was about to leave when I said "Sorry." He stopped on his way and turned around to face me.

I looked down "I'm sorry for last night. I shouldn't have left the house without informing anyone. It could've been dangerous, it was wrong."

"At least you are mature enough to think that it could've been dangerous." He replied, I threw him a death glare but all he did at my glaring was letting out a light chuckle.

I went to the refrigerator taking out a packet of chicken nuggets, I began preparing it while Rafael came and stood beside me.

"Me too, sorry." He said out of nowhere making me look at him in surprise.

"What?"

"I said I am sorry. I shouldn't have said so much."

A light smile plastered on my lips listening him apologising. This is new. The Great Rafael Martinez is apologising for his mistake.

"I am not a spoiled brat." I said while cooking the nuggets.

"You're not?"

I hit his arm "Shut up Rafael. I am not. I didn't go out to have fun. I just needed some fresh air you weren't talking to me and I wanted to talk to you so badly."

"Okay. So, if I don't talk to you, you would run away?"

"I didn't run away. I was just sitting staring at the stars and talking."

"Talking to who?"

"Myself. I mean not myself... the stars."

He chuckled "So you believe in the theory that people who dies become stars."

I bit my lips.

I do believe in that. Since childhood I've been told, the people who dies become stars and if I lose someone really close, I can talk to the stars.

"Next time you feel like sneaking out again, at least carry your phone with you so I can track you and know that you are safe."

I nodded "I will."

"Tell me one thing Hazel, I have asked you many times not to work in the kitchen. The maids are there to do all the cooking then why do I always find you in here trying something?"

"I love to cook. I love trying different dishes."

He leaned against the island then asked with a smile on his lips "Who taught you cooking?"

"One of our cooks, she was too good at it. So watching her I too got interested in it and asked her to teach me."

I served the nuggets in a plate and added some mayonnaise and gave it to him. He looked at the plate then at me with his brows furrowed.

"What? It tastes great. Just have it." I said when he wasn't eating.

He took a bite dipping it in the mayonnaise then nodded.

"See I told you it's great."

He chuckled and shook his head focusing back on the nuggets. After we were done with the food, we were making our way back upstairs when Rafael stopped and held my hand stopping me too. I looked at him in confusion.

"You like to read books, right?" He asked.

I nodded.

He pulled me with himself "Come with me." Saying that we went downstairs to his study where I have never been before.

As I entered the room the first thing caught my eyes were the books in the room, so many books. He stood behind me.

"You can read the books in here. There are lots." He said smiling.

I smiled and started looking here and there jumping from one corner to the other "Oh Sweet Jesus! This place is beautiful!"

"Why didn't you bring me in here earlier?" I complained.

When I looked back at Rafael while laughing, I found him staring at me.

Why is he staring? And what is he thinking?

He cleared his throat finally taking his eyes off me.

"You liked the place?" he asked.

I looked around moving closer to the books "You don't have romantic books?"

He pointed at one section "There." I went to that section and started scanning at the books. "I can't say if they are the latest collections or not because I am not exactly into the romantic thing."

"Then why do you have these books?"

"The one whom I asked for the books was an old friend of mine and a complete asshole, he set these romantic books for me to read."

I giggled.

'Rafael Martinez reading romantic books'

Funny.

Taking out one book I showed it to him all excited "See, this is my book. Oh Sweet Jesus! I can't believe there is my book too in your study."

"You can take any of the books you like from here."

"Really!?"

He nodded.

"Thank you so much. I want to read all the romantic novels."

He chuckled.

It's nice spending time with him. I liked it, us talking normally like normal people do.