Wild Young Miss: Mister, Let's Kiss!

Just yesterday, this walk-in closet was full of men's wear. From formal suits, coats, night wear, and casual clothes for every season, all kinds of designer shoes, men's watches, and ties could be seen as well. It was like a man's dream closet. 

But now, half of those clothes were gone. Half of the space inside this walk-in closet was replaced with women's clothes. There were all sorts of footwears: varying from stilettos, wedges, flats, sneakers, and so on. 

To be honest, the more Zoey looked around, the more she realized that it wasn't just half of his things being replaced. It was more than half! "Oh my…" She muttered under her breath.

Without much thought, Zoey walked inside until she reached the glass stand. Looking down, there were not only men's watches but also the complete set of accessories for women. 

Zoey was rendered speechless at that. She tried to absorb everything in her mind about how much her life had changed. Just like that, a prince or more befittingly, a king had come into her life to pull her out of the dumps. Not that she was surprised, it was more that she just realized how easy it was to be rich!

"Did you like it?" Shortly after, Matthew turned towards her and asked.

Slowly, Zoey returned her eyes back to him. Her eyes twinkled at this heavenly blessing standing in front of her. Without a word and a bit of shame, Zoey nodded her head profusely. 

"Good to know." As he studied her reaction, Matthew secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He had come in first to check if he had arranged it correctly before showing her.

But, he didn't know that she didn't head to the bathroom and was instead making the bed. Well, not that it would make a difference. He would still show her this, anyway.

"You arranged this?" Zoey perked up, tiptoeing her feet with her hands clasped together. Unlike his expectation, she was more accepting and seemed to be utterly happy. He could feel her excitement through the sparks pooling in her eyes.

"Mhmm," Matthew hummed a tune, nodding his head lightly. 

Indeed, he arranged the clothes himself. Why? Because he didn't want people seeing Zoey while she was asleep. Also, not that he had anything else to do while she was asleep and he was awake.

Therefore, Matthew decided to arrange the walk-in closet himself, placed her new things and daily necessities like skin care and etcetera. He also added some women's body soap and everything she would need in her stay.

It was a different morning for him, spending it solely thinking for her well-being. It was quite a stretch, but if she liked it, then it was all worth it.

"You don't have to borrow from me anymore…" Matthew paused, creasing his brows as he glanced down and looked at her. "Though I prefer seeing you in my clothes at night." Without a filter, Matthew spoke his mind as he preferred seeing her wear his clothes when she's at home.

It might sound creepy to most, but he didn't care. That's what he liked and thought he might as well change her night wear with his shirts. 

"It's okay! It's okay!" Zoey, who was easily bribed with the beautiful clothes nodded her head profusely. "Thank you! Thank you!" In her eyes, Matthew was akin to a divine being who was capable in offering all her needs.

Matthew blinked his eyes, slightly surprised. "No problem?" He said in a questioning tone, feeling a little overwhelmed with her stare and reaction.

Well, not that he was unhappy about it. It was just that her reaction had surpassed his expectations. She was not only accepting it, but also, she seemed to be someone who would worship him any time soon.

'I didn't expect that a mere piece of clothing would make her like this… I should've offered her a boutique and not a business deal.' He thought internally, recalling his previous offers which she had rejected without batting an eye.

"Anyway, since you're so kind to give me everything that I need, I will make us breakfast!" Out of pure intention, Zoey announced with enthusiasm.

Upon hearing her offer, red alarms inside his head rang. His eyes widened as the taste of last night's food resurfaced at the tip of his tongue. "What?" He asked, scared at the thought.

"I'll make us breakfast! I mean, I should make breakfast for everyone!" The side of her lips stretched into a proud grin, her eyes still sparkling.

"Ahem!" Matthew nearly choked by breathing the air, clearing his throat as he reminded himself to keep his act together. "There's no need for that. The breakfast is being done by the chefs." He said, rejecting her offer indirectly.

"Then, dinner?" 

"There are chefs for a reason, my darling." Without a second hesitation, Matthew replied.

If the talk about Zoey cooking for dinner was not the one being discussed, Matthew would be moved by her thought. After all, it was just morning, but she was already thinking of dinner. Meaning, she didn't plan on running away but returning at the end of the day.

"But…" Zoey frowned, wanting to return the gesture by cooking meals for him. 

Upon seeing this, Matthew felt helpless. "But, we can make food ourselves. I'll help you." He sighed, conceding in defeat as he compromised. Well, there were higher chances that the food wouldn't turn out too sweet if he supervised next time. 

Matthew would certainly check the condiments and the amount she would put in their food. He couldn't just let her poison him every single meal and just drop dead. He still needed to protect her and be with her.

"Really?" Zoey's gloomy eyes regained its life.

"Yes." Matthew nodded, affirming his reply.

"Yeey!" Delighted, Zoey threw her hands and wrapped her arms around him. "Thanks, darling! I love you!" Out of excitement, Zoey exclaimed as she kissed him on the lips. 

Her action, of course, caused Matthew to freeze. His eyes widened as his shoulders stiffened. Zoey only realized the current situation when her lips touched his.

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