The Maid: Mafia Romance (Series)

The Ice-cream Trap

Once outside, we found a secluded spot. Giovanni told me to sit there and wait for him while he disappeared off somewhere.

I didn’t get to lament long when he came back a minute later with a warm cloth in hand and started wiping my face.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better. Thank you. Where did you get the cloth?”

“I asked at the desk,” he said, then his tone turned serious. “What happened?”Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

I glanced at him, my eyes crinkling in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“I know something happened in there, Jay. You were not yourself.”

“Nothing happened,” I denied.

“Don’t lie. You think I can’t tell by your face. You wear your emotions on your sleeve, Jay.”

I couldn’t deny that fact. I was always too expressive with my feelings.

I didn’t know what to tell him. Do I say ‘Hey, Boss, I think I saw my sister here. But no. It wasn’t her. Just my faulty eyesight. Should I make an appointment to get my eyes checked once we get back home?

Home…

“I missed home.”

“You missed home?” Giovanni was flabbergasted at my answer. “Jay, I can’t fucking believe this. I brought you all the way here to Singapore, and you say you missed home.”

“Because the guys aren’t here,” I retorted.

I did miss home. I missed Jonny, Finnie, Bobby, and Heath. And especially Crispin.

“Fuck! I can’t keep up with you, Jay. I thought you’d be happy here.”

“I am, Boss. I’m really happy I get to create all these happy memories with you,” I reassured him. “Your effort in making me happy did not go to waste. See, I have so many memories stored in my phone.”

I flicked through the many pictures I took and showed it to him, when suddenly an idea popped in my head. “But I want to make one more important memory with you.”

“What? You wanna have sex out here in the open? Not my style. I prefer to do it in the privacy of-”

“Boss.” I clamped his mouth shut. “I want to eat ice cream.”

Giovanni had to blink a few times. He yanked my hand off to speak. “You want to eat ice cream?”

“Yes. Ice cream.” I linked arms with him and gave him my doe eyes. “Let’s have ice cream together, okay?”

“Ice creams are for kids,” came his adult answer.

“Are you saying I’m a child?”

“Are you not acting like a child? For fucking sake, asking for ice cream.”

I stood up, standing my ground. “Oh, you must be so old then, to not like ice cream. Let’s see, when is your next birthday?” I pretended to count with one hand, then put on my surprised face, just to see his reaction. “Oh, are you over thirty already, Boss?” Giovanni’s reaction was to die for. He was literally bursting at the seams.

“I’m only twenty-eight.”

“Twenty-eight? Gee, that’s almost a ten-year age gap between us. See, I’m only nineteen. No wonder… I’m still a kid. And you’re almost thirty. No wonder you are so mature. You are right, Boss. It makes complete sense. Old people don’t like ice cream.”

Giovanni bolted to his full height, blocking out my sunlight.

“Let’s go,” he said, grabbing my arm and walking.

“Where to?”

“To get ice cream.”

Oh, he fell right into my trap. I hid my smile.

Giovanni glared at his ice cream, and as if those eyes of his contained flames, it melted the ice cream. Now the damned thing was starting to make its way down his arm. He’d better start eating it soon or else it’d stick to his hand.

Fuck! That’s why he hated ice cream. That crappy stuff just sticks to everything.

It was all Jay’s fault. She had conned him, using reverse psychology to get the ice cream.

He directed his gaze at the culprit, watching her flick her tongue out, making an effort to lick the white cream before it melted off the cone.

He’d better get started on his, too, before that cream made a mess of his clothing. He did a little lick.

Vanilla. Tasted all right.

He did another lick. Then another and another.

It wasn’t too bad at all. In this hot weather, it really felt quite nice to be eating ice cream together. He was quite smug. Until Jay had to ruin it all.

“See, Boss, it’s delicious, isn’t it? Ice creams are meant to be enjoyed by all ages.” Oh, the look on her face. He just wanted to kiss the crap out of her. “You know, I’m glad we got to eat ice cream on our date.”

This had his attention. “Why?”

“Don’t you watch Korean dramas? They all eat ice cream in the park, especially when they are out on dates.”

“I don’t have time to watch dramas. There’s already too much drama in my life.”

“Still, isn’t it nice to create happy memories together? You don’t know, the next time you might end up eating ice cream alone.”

“That’ll never happen.”

“Why are you so sure?”

“Because I don’t like ice cream.”

“Oh, you are so sweet. Only eating ice cream with me. I’m so happy. Let’s take a photo of us together eating ice cream as a memory.”

“No. Not another one of your photos.”

“Come on. Don’t you want to make memories with me? Who knows when we’ll be able to eat ice cream together again?”

“I’ve made lots of memories with you in bed, Jay, eating your cream.”

“Oh, Boss. Not that again.”

But this time he did relent. He gave in, doing whatever he could in his power to make her happy. She leaned in close to him, plastering her cheek next to his, like that time before in Cloud Forest.

But he was not going to be surprised like before. He had a plan up his sleeve. Just as she was about to snap the shot, he used his free hand to angle her face, and captured her lips, rendering her speechless with his kiss.

He tasted the sweet vanilla flavor of the ice cream on her mouth and felt the cold melted ice cream dripping down his arm. He didn’t care about the damage. She was too delicious for him to care about anything else.

“Boss, you kissed me in public,” she said breathlessly.

“I did.”

“Didn’t you say you dislike public affection?”

“Kissing is one thing; displaying the sex act is another.”

She turned back to her phone, inspecting the image she’d taken. “The image is too blurry. We have to take it again. And make sure you hold your ice cream this time. It must appear in the photo.”

Giovanni smiled. Jay was really like that ice cream. She had completely melted him, heart, body, and soul.