Chapter Three

CIEL'S POINT OF VIEW

I glared at Sebastian, trying to hold back a blush, but I was sure that my face was flushed from anger instead of the embarrassment and shock I experienced from what happened a few days ago. However, when our eyes met, it made me uncomfortable and I ended up looking away, avoiding looking at the demon because I was not sure what he was completely capable of doing.

Finally, I inhaled and then exhaled, calming myself before facing my butler, commanding Sebastian. "Leave, now, Sebastian. That's an order."

"I brought your afternoon snack along with tea, young master." Sebastian decided to ignore me, even after I threw a stupid dart pin at him, but he acted like nothing was thrown at him. In fact, this stupid idiot acted like I was not even mad at him! "Today's snack is a slice of cake called Pastel de Tres Leches. It's translated from Spanish, meaning it's called Cake of Three Milks."

"What?" Spanish was never a language that I needed, or in this matter, wanted, to learn. It was not a major or an important language that requested me to learn like French, Italian, Romanian, English, or Chinese. I have been told to practice all the Latin languages, but I found no reason to need all the languages unless it was for business. "What kind of cake is it? Whatever it is, I refuse to eat it. Take it back, and send Maylene. I want her, not you!"

I heard Sebastian sigh. "Normally, the name is Spanish, but it's popular around the world and many other countries have it in bakeries, but named something else." That bastard, was he planning to ignore my demand? Well, it still does not matter because I still refuse to eat it, but Sebastian seemed to not notice that I did not want to it and continued. "There are three types of milk inside of it. There's evaporated milk, concentrated milk and there's regular milk."

"I don't like milk, therefore, I do not want it, and I do not want you here so leave. I still have paper work to do and you're a distraction." Especially when my mind goes back to that kiss you stole the other day. Just thinking about it makes my body hot and the thought itself bothers my nerves.

"Young master . . ." I shivered as Sebastian called out to me with his usual stupid smile that has won over many women and strangely, it made me feel warm inside. Just being here in the same room as him is making my heart race. Finally, I concluded, this feeling that was dwelling, and haven been for the past few days, in my chest, made me . . . loath the feeling. It was pissing me off. "You're face is the color of a tomato and you're breathing unevenly. Are you not feeling well today? Do you have a fever?"

I had wished so hard and so many times that it was some type of illness. I honestly wished it was a disease that made me feel this way instead of my heart, but it got harder and harder to deny it. I knew I was not sick and I was perfectly fine, โ€“ mentally, physically and . . . probably not emotionally because of losing my parents and making a contract with a demon to get my revenge โ€“ but I soon realized that my body reacted to the thought ofโ€”

"Sebastian . . ." I whispered his name in a child's innocent voice, but there was no longer any innocence in me. I was tainted and dirtied by the very thought of revenge. I killed so many people for my own selfish reason, I made others worried because I did not want them to know the real me, but worst of all, it seemed like I have . . . fallen in love with this demon that was suppose to take my soul once I got my revenge on those who wronged my family name. "Sebastian . . ."

"Yes . . . Ciel?" It took me a few minutes to register what just happened, and when I did, my eyes widen in complete horror! I cried out his name twice without thinking. No, I believe I moaned out his name and now he's smiling at me. I did not mean to do that! It was a careless mistake! I need to make an excuse before he does something unthinkable again. However, the only thing that popped up in my mind was . . .

"L-let's play another round of Tongue Twisters, shall we?" Why did I say that? I know he's going to win and I'm afraid of what he might do for his stupid "reward". Oh no, I don't think I'll have any more of my pride left after this.

"Another challenge of Tongue Twisters? I suppose I can continue to play your harmless games, but the deal is still on, correct?" I gulped, but nodded, my body trembling as he smirked, licking his lips hungrily as he walked forward to me. "Well then, I'll be sure to win so I won't disappoint you, young master."


Okay, I haven't been on my computer in like five days.

There was no problem . . .

I just did not feel like going on the computer.

So I'm sorry! T_T

This was not the chapter I wanted to put up.

But I had to put something up so here you go.

This is a pretty bad chapter so I don't expect you to comment.

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