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Chapter 6

Author: Lily Everhart
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-15 20:39:13

Lena’s phone buzzed before sunrise.

Rafael: Are you awake?

Lena: It’s 6:04 AM. Are you okay?

Rafael: No. I can’t find the cinnamon.

She blinked.

Lena: What??

Rafael: I’m trying to make French toast. It’s going terribly.

Lena: You’re a billionaire. Order some.

Rafael: I want to impress you. Get over here.

Twenty minutes later, Lena stood in Rafael Blackthorne’s obscenely luxurious kitchen, wearing leggings, a hoodie, and fuzzy socks. She smelled like toothpaste and panic.

“What exactly are you trying to accomplish?” she asked, watching Rafael hold a whisk like it was a live grenade.

He looked insulted. “I’m making breakfast.”

“Is the building on fire?”

“I think the toast is.”

He opened the oven.

Flames shot out.

“OH MY GOD!” Lena screamed.

“Relax. It’s just flambéed.”

“That is not what flambé means, Rafael!”

She grabbed the fire extinguisher and sprayed the oven. White foam exploded everywhere.

He stood there, shirtless, arms folded, covered in flour.

“You’re a menace,” she huffed.

He
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