Trapped Together

"Know your limits, Cecelia." A frown marred Desmond's face. "It's not like I absolutely need your food."

"You're on your own, then, Mr. Croft." Cecelia ate a mouthful of her omelet before Desmond as though taunting him. She knew Desmond was spoiled rotten since he was young, so he didn't know how to cook.

Desmond didn't burst out in rage upon facing Cecelia's taunts. Instead, he scoffed at how bo