My Emotionless Goddess

Miranda’s expression turned cold as a blazing murderous aura emanated from her body. Justin on the other hand was scrutinising her trying to figure out how someone was able to impersonate his Miranda so well. His Miranda rarely smiled, not to mention giggling so happily. The Miranda he knew never initiated anything intimate so how could he accept her kissing him out of the blues. His Miranda was not clumsy so how could she trip over the stairs. Everything was so unlike so he justified his stupid speculation but the next moment he straightened his back.

Justin felt his heart drumming loudly in his chest and a cold sweat dripped down his spine. ” Oh no no! What have I done?’ he lamented inwardly. He could only weep silently at his bad luck. Just how stupid and absurd was his earlier thoughts of someone impersonating Miranda. He knew very well after interacting with her for the two months that if anyone dared to, then it must be because that particular someone had a death wish.

” Why? You don’t like it? Do you think am disgusting or not experienced like your former women?” She asked coldly but there was another feeling incorporated in her words but deeply hidden, hurt! That was what Justin deciphered of the concealed emotion. He knew he had to somehow salvage the current situation or else his Miranda might misunderstand him and worse, reverse and go back to her old self.

” Baby…” He started but Miranda was not having any of it. ” It’s not what you are thinking, it’s just that…” He trailed off when the coldness did not disappear.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

” Stop looking at me like that baby you know nothing from, you disgusts me.. besides I already said that you are the first woman who stole my first kiss, I am not experienced either so don’t think like that.” Even after explaining, nothing showed on her face making Justin sigh helplessly.

” For a minute there, I had this weird thought that maybe you are not my Miranda but an impostor.” Justin said and Miranda gazed at him, question marks covering her face. ” I mean like you were giggling and that’s my first time hearing you do that. And then… And then out of the blues you kissed me! I don’t need to remind you that it’s always me who initiated the kisses, you can’t blame me for thinking that way, right?” Justin completed his sermon’s long justification and looking at her, she seemed convinced and pacified, making him let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. ‘ phew! That was close. I almost sounded like a cheating husband caught red handed by his wife in the act.” He said, patting his chest to calm his racing heart.

” I was happy because you cooked for me and wanted to reward you.” Miranda said and turned to look away untangling herself from him. She didn’t want him to see her embarrassed and red face.

” Really? But how do you know I cooked for you? I might be expecting visitors for all we know!” Justin said carelessly and regretted it the next minute. Miranda’s cold aura that had somehow dissipated came bursting, this time more murderous than the previous. ” You are cooking for other people?” She asked plainly but how could justin not sense the dread in her voice.

“Eer!! That was an if statement, no need to take things so seriously. Of Course, I’ll never cook for anyone apart from you, my queen. Only you can taste my great skills in the kitchen.” Justin said, trying to pacify yet again the roaring lioness In Front of him.

” That’s more like it.” Miranda said and went to sit down on her chair. The sight of food was enough to send a signal to her salivary glands and in no time she was salivating. Seeing her reaction towards his work, Justin felt proud of himself. They say that a way to the man’s heart is through his stomach, but why did he find it the opposite in his case, the Way to Miranda’s heart is through her stomach. Take for example, he was smooched after he prepared something for his wife.

” What are you waiting for? Come and sit, I am hungry already.” Miranda beckoned him to take his position so that they could start eating. She was getting impatient and wanted to dig in already. Justin walked and took his seat. He had observed that Miranda would never take the first bite whenever they ate together. It seems like she was taught the same as him, that the man takes the first bite. Not wanting to keep her waiting for long, he scooped himself some porridge and served his bowel.

Today, Justin had gone all out in preparing breakfast. Everything was available on the table from drinks, snacks, healthy foods and fruits. He had prepared millet porridge, bacon, boiled yams, eggs, grapes for fruits and fresh squeezed orange juice. At the centre of the table lay a plate, neatly covered not revealing its contents. Miranda just thought it wasn’t part of the course.

Breakfast was eaten in Total silence with each person concentrating on their own food. The silence was not awkward and for some reasons, the two enjoyed it. After breakfast, Justin took the well covered plate and passed it to Miranda. ” Here, take this… It’s an apology if at any time in the future I will hurt you by not revealing some things to you.” Justin said seriously.

” What do you mean?” Miranda asked, alarmed. She had this gnawing feeling in her heart. ” It’s nothing special Miranda but you might discover later in our relationship that I concealed done fact’s from you. When that time comes, remember this cake was made by our Love and that I’ll never do anything to intentionally hurt you.” Justin said.

” So you are hiding something From me?” Miranda asked, looking straight into his eyes.

” I would rather use the word conceal. It’s just for the meantime, I’ll tell you everything in the future.” Justin replied, trying to smile but he failed miserably and his smile was ugly than a crying face.

” Okay, I understand.. I am also hiding something from you so I guess we are equal.” Of Course the last part of the sentence was said Inwardly. It was good that both were hiding something from each other, that way she won’t feel like the traitor. To say he was surprised by her answer was an understatement. He was pleasantly shocked. She said she understood him and Justin couldn’t be any happier. He didn’t want to hide it from her but it was not the right time reveal it either.

” Okay, open and see whether you like it, ” said Justin, urging her to uncover the cake. ” I would always love anything from you.” Miranda said. Her voice was amazingly sincere but innocent too. Maybe she didn’t know what it meant for a person to hear that from their own partners. Her awkwardness and ignorance was doing things to his poor heart. It didn’t help that she smiled at him saying such cheesy words to him.

Uncovering the plate, she used a spoon to scoop a Small piece of the cake and she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her mouth. Justin who heard the weird voice and from acting knew what could be translated of that couldn’t help but blush. His naughty mind started picturing his Miranda beneath him wriggling and moaning his name out loudly. Just the thought of it gave him a hard on. He cursed inwardly and pushed those thoughts away from his mind.

” Don’t do that again Miranda, people might misunderstand.” He cautioned her softly. If it happened outside their house, he would rather not risk people hearing her sweet moans.” Huh?” Miranda’s expression showed confusion.