Oliva POV.

"What are you doing. " I could see the horror in Mateo's face. I rolled my eyes at this, pointing to the pot on the fire. "cooking" I stated in a matter of fact tone.

"Yeah, I know. The question is why. " He

says, horrified. "I thought Austin barred you from making anything in the kitchen. I pour at his words. " oliva you are a horrible cook, why don't you let the maid do it for you."

"it's a noddle and I have seen monica cook it so many times. How hard can it be?" I questioned cocking my brows up.

"Yeah, that was what you...