LOGINEzra's POV Having a beautiful woman for a chef has got to be the most distracting thing ever. It's difficult to concentrate these days, especially when she's around me. I really don't know what draws me to her but I can't deny the attraction at this point. It runs deeper than her physical looks. Though that's a huge factor as well but I can't seem to place my hand on what this is all about and it annoys me. How does one get over their hot chef?The subtle sounds from the kitchen tells me that Carissa is up and I walk towards the breakfast nook. We exchange stiff greetings when the girl from last night walks in. I hate it when they linger and I've warned them against it. This particular one though is one of my oldest and best girls so I let it slide for just today. She could have breakfast and be on her way. I'm not offering more than that. She sits beside me and plops a loud kiss on my cheek as she caresses my thigh. I move to stop her not liking it one bit but an idea pops into my
Carissa's POV My entire family is seated round the table and that consists of both my parents, myself and my older sister, Olivia. My mum had made her special dinner recipe this weekend and demanded that everyone be in attendance, leaving no room for excuses. We say grace and begin eating.“You never miss, mum. It gets better every time” I say, complimenting the food.She looks up at me and smiles warmly. “It's made with love. I bet that's what makes it taste good” she says in a cheery voice which elicits a snort from Olivia and I playfully nudge her shoulder.I return back to my food as my dad speaks. “How's your new job, Carissa? Hope you're coping alright?” he turns to me.I'm taken aback for a moment at the mention of my new job but I quickly mask it up. “It’s going well, dad. The pay is good so I can't complain” I take a sip of water and give my sister a side glance only to catch her staring deeply at me. I quickly look away. Lord knows what's going on in her head. I won't put i
Ezra's POV The evening air at the country club is warm and inviting. I pick up my drink from the table and take a sip before setting it down. I’ve been here with Jason for over an hour and I still can't get my mind to relax due to the presence of someone living rent free in my head. It's been a week since the morning after the incident with my chef and I just can't seem to get her off my mind. To be honest, I don't know what this is. I didn't catch a clear view of her the night I entered her room but I knew she looked hot, especially in her nightie. I certainly wasn't expecting what I was met with the morning after. It's safe to say my private chef is the most beautiful woman I have ever come across. Annoyingly so. Don't get me wrong. I've met several sexy women but Carissa's beauty is unmatched. There's just something about her that draws me in and I totally hate it. To top it all, she's annoying. She makes me eat the healthy meals she prepares and I just don't know why I can't se
Carissa's POVMy alarm goes off and honestly it's the worst sound ever. I stir a bit in my sleep and finally convince myself to get up after a few minutes of continuos torture from my so called alarm. I turn it off and carry out my morning routine as quickly as I can. I get dressed and minutes later, I'm headed downstairs to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I opt for a simple dish of eggs and pancakes with freshly squeezed juice. I just finish setting the table when I hear footsteps approaching. I look up and I'm met with the most beautiful hazel brown eyes I've ever seen. Something flickers in them for a bit and then just immediately as it appears, it disappears and turns stone cold. I stare at him for a bit and I have to say, this is the most beautiful man I've ever met. His broad shoulders fit perfectly in his million dollar suit and as he moves towards me, I catch a swift of his cologne and I'm practically about to melt on the spot. He looked good in his drunken state last nigh
Ezra’s POVThe car comes to a halt in front of my house and I hop out. I take slow, slurry steps through the foyer, taking the stairs towards the second floor. I had a lot to drink earlier at the bar with Jason. We had both returned from our business trip and thought to grab a few drinks from the bar. One drink turned into two and before we knew it, we were all tipsy. Hailey had come to pick Jason up and I came home with my driver. I had told my assistant to send a girl home for the night so I walk straight to the room I usually use to entertain them on the second floor whenever I'm too tired to go to a hotel. My room is totally off limits. It's my private sanctuary and I can't taint it with the multiple meaningless sex I have every other day. I haven't had any girl there, not once. I treasure my bed and I can't have just anyone in it. I open the door and walk in. The room is dimly lit by the moonlight emanating from the windows. It seems a bit different for a while but I catch the
Carissa's POVThe sunlight casts a soft glow on the sprawling mansion before me. I stare at it and I'm mesmerized. I try to convince myself that people actually live here. The exterior of the house is beautiful, standing tall amongst the few houses I saw on my way here. I walk towards the front door after being cleared at the gate. I'm really nervous about this interview but I try to rein it in. I need to be as composed as possible if I'm to snag this job which I really need. But the giant mansion and its surroundings already threatens to break the last bit of composure I have left. I take a deep breath and ring the door bell. The door opens a few seconds later and I'm ushered into the house by an older woman in a uniform. I'm guessing she's the housekeeper. I try not to seem too overwhelmed by the interior of the space. Everything seems huge. I'm led to an open plan living space with floor to ceiling windows and I can't help but stare.“Please have a seat. Denise will be with you s







