All Chapters of His Private Chef: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Some aches don’t announce themselves. They settle quietly, deep in your bones, and wait for morning to make them real.That’s what waking up felt like.The silence in the room was thick, almost peaceful, if you didn’t know better.Liam was still asleep beside me, arm loosely around my waist. But I slipped out of bed without waking him. I didn’t want to talk. Not yet.I just needed something normal to do.So I went to the kitchen.I pulled eggs from the fridge, started scrambling, made toast, and pressed my finger down too long on the blender button, just for the noise.Maybe if I stayed busy, the ache wouldn’t creep in.But it did.I didn’t hear Liam come in. I only felt his presence behind me, quiet but heavy.“Hey,” he said softly.I turned around. He was already dressed for work, his face lined with the kind of exhaustion that comes from knowing the day is already lost before it begins.“Making breakfast?” he asked.“Trying to stay sane.”He stepped forward, pulled me into his arms

Sophia was at Liam’s the next morning, just like she promised.Liam was gone before the sun had a chance to warm the windows. Jay texted at dawn, saying he had to rush to the studio and adding, “Keep an eye on Sophia for me. I’d like to avoid her committing a crime before lunch.”I thought he was joking, but it didn’t take long to learn he wasn’t.Sophia had Cassie cornered in the living room before the morning had even settled, pacing with the sharp intent of someone building a case.“First, let’s establish something,” she said. “I live here too. Always have. So, If you think your little stay is going to be an easy ride, think again. That means we’ll be under the same roof, Cassie, how thrilling for both of us.”Cassie’s smile twitched, just enough to betray that the thought didn’t thrill her in the slightest, but she masked it quickly.Sophia continued, her voice lethal. “We could live peacefully… or not. That depends entirely on how well you follow my rules. Number one– if I ever s

“Say that again.”Liam’s voice was low but sharp enough to slice through the quiet. His gaze pinned me, searching my face like he was making sure I wasn’t about to tell him a bad dream.I told him everything. The man outside. Cassie’s brush-off. How fast it all happened.“Can you remember his face?”I shook my head. “Not really. He had a cap pulled low. It was over in seconds.”“That’s fine.” His voice dropped, almost quiet. “If you remember anything, anything at all, or if you see him again, you tell me. I don’t care if it’s three in the morning.”His jaw clenched as he rubbed the back of his neck, locking something down. “Every camera on this property goes back online tonight. Not a single blind spot.”We didn’t speak about it again that night.---By morning, Cassie was already in the living room, dressed like she had a runway call time, not a prenatal checkup.When she saw me come down beside Liam, her smile thinned, the kind people wear when they’d rather bare their teeth.“Why i

Sophia sat cross-legged on the bed, tossing a sundress into the suitcase I’d been packing for the last hour.“I still don’t see why you’re hiding this from Cassie,” she said, arms crossing as that familiar don’t-mess-with-me look took over her face. “Let her do her worst.”I zipped one compartment closed, half smiling. “Soph, relax. This trip is about me and Liam, not Cassie.”Her brows drew together. “That doesn’t mean she gets to think she’s got the upper hand.”I shot her a glance. “You promised, no stunts. Quiet exit, quiet return.”Sophia’s eyes glinted with mischief. “Fine. Then send me pictures.”I gave her my flattest look. “No.”“Oh, come on…”“I know exactly what you’d do,” I cut in. “Post them just to get under her skin.”She fell back into the bed with a dramatic groan. “Ugh, I really need to stop being this obvious.”The sparkle in her eyes said she had no intention of changing.“Liar.”Her grin spread. “Guess you’ve figured me out.”I laughed. “I love you.”“More than Li

After a few days tucked away at Liam’s other house, we finally returned to the main one, carrying between us a secret Cassie could never know and an unspoken agreement to guard it as if it were worth more than gold.Sophia attached herself to my side the moment we walked in, slipping into full protective-aunt mode as if she’d been training for this her whole life.Between her constant check-ins, over-the-top fussing, and Liam’s own watchful shadow, I honestly couldn’t tell who was worse.The hovering was equal parts comical and sweet, like having two overprotective bodyguards who also insisted on monitoring my snack intake and bedtime.We decided to share our joy with only the people who’d been there through every storm: Liam’s parents, Jay, my mom. We’d tell them over a private dinner before the rest of the world knew.---Sophia and I were leaning against the kitchen counter, talking through the dinner plan. It was all family, so there was no need for formality.The moment Cassie wa