His Private Chef

I was getting ready to resume my new summer job today. Technically, It wasn’t mine to begin with. My mom was the one who signed the six-week contract. I was just standing in for her.I had come home to spend my last college summer with her. Senior year was just around the corner, and honestly, I couldn’t wait to get that degree in culinary arts.My love for cooking, I inherited from my mom. A renowned chef in Los Angeles.My father, God rest his soul, died when I was just four. Since then it’s been my mom and I. She’s all I got. So, when I returned home and found her looking pale. I knew there was no way I was letting her take on a job, no matter the personality involved. She did try her best to persuade me otherwise.“I have already signed the contract” she saidBut I stood my ground. Her health was more crucial than anything. No way she is working in this condition. You should see her. She looked unwell.“It is the Black family Emily. You know how powerful they are. Just let me do

The moment I walked through the door, I didn’t bother taking off my shoes. I went straight to my room, threw my bag in a corner, and collapsed on my bed. I was knackered.Out of all the people in Los Angeles. Millions, by the way, it just had to be him who ended up as my new boss.Liam freaking Black.Of course, it couldn’t be Jay. Jay is kind, humble, and charming. There’s no arrogant celebrity air around him, no “I’m better than you” vibe. He’s easy to talk to, If only his arrogant brother could emulate him. I let out a sigh and shut my eyes.Sleep took me almost instantly.My phone’s ringtone dragged me out of my dreams. I groaned, blindly reaching for it on my nightstand.Lisa.I answered, voice raspy. “Hey, girly.”“How was your first day?” Her voice was bright, chirpy and far too energetic for how I was feeling.I rolled to the side. “It was okay. My new boss is a jerk. It is a pity that he is so handsome. Honestly, I wish he was old, bald, lonely and ugly.”She burst out laugh

Liam Black was the last person I imagined seeing at Marco Russo’s restaurant. His bratty attitude is the last thing I needed. I was already having an awesome day. He will just ruin it all.Yet there he was, sitting in his full glory, wearing a three piece navy blue suit and looking insanely attractive. Tapping furiously on his phone. Whoever that is at the other end, I kinda pity. He has this scowl on his face. He was pissed.Jay, grinned beside me. "Brother!" he announced cheerfully.He glanced up and noticed my presence. He inhaled a sharp breath, a muscle ticking on his jaw"If I remember correctly, you said you wanted to have lunch with me" his eyes held my gaze"You failed to mention we'd have company."Jay feigned innocence. "You know me. Must've slipped my mind."I shifted uncomfortably, feeling the weight of Liam's scrutiny. His eyes, sharp and assessing, lingered on me. “Hello Mr Liam” I greeted awkwardly with a polite smile. His attention went back to his phone. He didn

The car came to a stop in front of my house.“I had fun today,” Mason said, a smile playing on his lips.“Thank you for lunch. I had a good time,” I replied softly.He stepped out, crossed to the passenger side, and opened the door for me. Such a gentleman.Leaning in just close enough to quicken my pulse, he murmured, “We could do this again. Maybe?”“That wouldn’t be a bad idea,” I managed, heart racing. He was too close to think straight.He smiled softly. “Awesome.”His eyes flickered to my lips, lingering longer than necessary. It felt like he wanted to kiss me. But then, suddenly, he stepped back, as if I’d burned him.“Goodnight, Emily. See you around.”“Goodnight.” I gave him a bright smile before stepping inside.Once the door clicked shut behind me, I leaned against it and exhaled deeply. What a day.I headed straight to the living room and collapsed onto the couch. My fingers moved almost instinctively to my phone. I hadn’t checked in on my mom for a while, so I decided to

Boom. Boom. Boom.The knock startled me awake. Disoriented, I sat up in bed, squinting at the dim light filtering through my blinds. My mouth was dry, my limbs heavy.It took me a second to remember where I was.Home.After everything that happened at Liam’s place yesterday, I had come home, turned my phone off, and dropped into bed like the world didn’t exist. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to scream. I didn’t want to feel anything.The knocking came again, louder this time.“Emily! Open up before I drag you out in your pajamas!”That voice. Familiar. Dramatic.Jay??I dragged myself out of the bed and walked barefoot to the door, tugging my robe tighter around my waist. When I opened it, Jay was standing there in all glory. Messy hair, sunglasses on, despite it barely being morning and two coffees in hand like he was saving the day.“Good morning, Vixen.”I blinked. “What are you doing here?”You disappeared off the face of the earth. Phone dead. No replies. So I thought I'd sw