Sold To The Mafia Lord

“Uh??” Alexander was a bit startled by her request.

Amelia blinked her puppy’s eyes at him “Since you lived in America all by yourself, you must know some things about cooking, right?? Or did you just depend on Machelen chefs??” Amelia asked as she probed him further.

“Well not really, I cook sometimes, Mrs Gale taught me how to cook some meals back then,” Alexander said

“Then make me a meal or two!!!” Amelia was delighted to know he could cook, unlike her that was a total failure when it came to cooking.

“Sure thing!” Alexander was very obliged and happy to cook for his wife, he wanted to impress her with his cooking skills.

So he readily stood up and dropped the napkin on the table, ready to set out and make some meal for them both.

“I’ll help you in the kitchen,” Amelia said and got up from the chair, ready to go with him.

“No, you just stay here, I don’t want you hurting yourself!” Alexander immediately refused, Amelia was not too good at handling kitchen instruments so she could hurt herself with it.

“I’m not the one cooking the meal, I just want to help with some things!” Amelia said never backing down.

“What if oil spills on your hands or you cut yourself!!??” Alexander asked instead as he took her hand, directing her to go sit.

“Okay I won’t come near the pot, I’ll just sit and watch you make us dinner!” Amelia negotiated and Alexander thought about it for a while and agreed.

They both walked into the kitchen and Alexander led Amelia to the kitchen counter.

There were stools near the kitchen counter.

“Stay here and let me make something for you,” Alexander said and Amelia nodded and sat on the stool.

Alexander thought of what to make as he searched through the fridge for ingredients.

Amelia watched Alexander move around and she smiled and got down from the stool.

Even as he was busy, Alexander still caught a glimpse of Amelia getting up from the stool and he immediately turned to look at her.

“Silly, can you go back and sit!?” He was worried for her but she didn’t even look his way and directly went to the small hanger close by took out an apron and walked towards him.

Alexander knew what she was up to and he remained quiet for a while.

Amelia walked towards Alexander and gestured for him to lower his head and he complied, allowing her to wear him the small pink apron.

“Didn’t see this apron last time I came to the kitchen!” Alexander said and almost laughed out when he saw the small bunny head imprinted in the apron.

It looked so childish.

“I bought it last time when I went to the mall,” Amelia said and smirked, when she had told Alexander she was gonna get back at him, she already had some things planned so she bought this apron.

“So you already planned to make me cook you a meal so you prepared an apron beforehand…. Nice one!” Alexander smiled as he looked at the apron and allowed Amelia to tie the belt to his back.

After tying it, Amelia stood a step back to see the apron on him and she almost laughed out loud.

Can’t believe a mafia was currently tying a bunny apron!!!

“Wait a moment!” Amelia said and drew her phone out and Alexander knew this girl was surely up to no good.

“You can’t possibly-”

Click

Click.

Before Alexander could complete his statement, Amelia had already taken shots of him and he was rendered speechless.

“This is an infringement of rights!!” Alexander complained small like a child with no harsh tone.

Amelia didn’t even mind him and looked at the pictures she had taken.

Because Alexander was talking while she took the pictures, His mouth was slightly open and it made him look like a roadside chef who was taking orders from his customers.

Amelia smiled as she stared at Alexander’s pictures, Can’t he be less handsome for once!??

Even if he was in a bad state and had cream spilled on his face, he would still look dazzling to the eyes.

Amelia walked to the stool and sat down and Alexander walked towards her placed both hands on the kitchen counter and said:

“I’ll cook three meals as fast as I can, it’s so late already so please bear with me!”

Amelia smiled at him “No problems Sir..”

Alexander’s eyes flickered “Don’t call me that again, I’m your husband!”

Amelia didn’t make any comment on that and just relaxed herself on the stool.

Alexander went to the fridge and brought out his ingredients for making Asparagus Frittata With Burrata and Herb Pesto.

That was the first course.

Amelia watched Alexander Rinse the asparagus, and pan dried it.

Before Alex Cut them into 1-inch pieces on the diagonal, before Settling them aside.

Alexander was so serious in his duty, his sleeves rolled up and the apron tied around his waist.

Amelia couldn’t help but take a picture of him cutting the asparagus.

Alexander took a blender and washed it before pouring olive oil, basil, and parsley to make a thin pesto. Season with salt and pepper.

Amelia was already so impressed with his handwork.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Alexander Quickly pours in eggs and stirs with a wooden spoon, as if making scrambled eggs. he didn’t forget to Sprinkle with Parmesan cheese.

And then he Laid a lid over the skillet and turned off the heat.

After some seconds, Alexander Set the whole burrata in the center of the frittata. Drizzle with herb pesto. He slowly Pierce the burrata with the tip of a knife and spoon contents over the frittata, he then Cut the frittata into wedges and serves directly from the pan, garnished with basil leaves.

Setting that aside, he went for the second meal and then a third.

Amelia helped from time to time by handing him plates and helping to taste the soup he prepared.

He had made a soup called German Potato Soup With sausage.

Amelia hadn’t tasted German cuisine before and she was already drooling over the set dishes.

After preparing a whole meal, Alexander dropped the apron and dragged a stool to the seat.

Amelia immediately took her cutleries and was prepared to dig in.

“Be careful, it’s still hot” Alexander reminded the girl who had already started fetching some soup into her bowl.

“Nothing can kill Me..” Amelia used her spoon to take some soup and she was about to put it in her mouth but Alexander held her hand and He leaned on her.

Amelia didn’t know what Alexander was up to as he brought his face towards her spoon, Amelia immediately widen her eyes.

“That’s the soup Alex, don’t drink mine-”

Alexander didn’t respond and just started blowing air on the Soup, he blew on it till he was satisfied that it was warm.

“Drink it now, it’s not hot anymore”