Semua Bab His To Taste: The Alpha’s Chef: Bab 21 - Bab 30

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO- HIS NEW SECRETARY WAYLENI moaned at the delicious taste of the mushroom broth soup as it melted on my tongue. I could never get tired of it, and with the extra spice Gabriella added with the stem flowers, I’m sure I can eat it forever. I couldn’t wait for Sandra to try it out. Just as I was rounding up, I heard a knock on my door.“It’s me, Sandra. Can I come in?”“Speak of the devil,” I muttered to myself.“Yes, you may come in,”The door opened and she walked in, a smile plastered on her face.“Morning sis. You should try this and tell me what you think,” I gestured towards the half-eaten meal on my plate.“Okay—“ she looked at me suspiciously before glaring at the plate. Her face softened as she looked at it.“It’s mushroom broth soup,” she mumbled and took a spoonful. I studied her expression as I waited for her to savor the taste.“Wow! This tastes so good,” she nodded her head and took another spoonful. “It tastes like mum’s but not exactly,”“Yeah. Gabriel

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR- CLASHING WITH HERGABRIELLAI thought of the best meal to make for Waylen to make him keep salivating for more. I remember how mum used to make me lamb chops and seasoned mashed potatoes with a nice bowl of salad and cheesecake for dessert.It was the one meal that she made for Dad whenever they had their numerous fights. She would make the dish with love for my father, tenderly making sure all the ingredients came together and formed a rich flavor.I was excited when Chef Stella informed me that Waylen wanted me to especially make a nice meal for him. I’m going to make him realize he made a good decision by making me his personal chef. I got to work, chopping and turning; mixing and heating the perfect meal for Waylen. I was impressed with the outcome and carefully served it on a plate and covered it up.I got into one of his cars and the driver drove me off. I was very excited because I would see Waylen in work mode. Also, I get to see the company he works at an

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX- THE CONVERSATION GABRIELLA I sat up, sleep instantly, clearing from my eyes. I did not expect her to be in the garden, and neither did I expect her to ask for permission to sit beside me.“Of course. Who am I to say no? In fact, I should leave,” I jolted up.“No—“ she held my arm, drawing me back gently. “Please, stay,” “Okay,” I sat back down, shifting uncomfortably as she sat beside me.“Hey, I don’t bite,” she chuckled.I cleared my throat. “I’m sorry. I just find it fascinating that someone like you would want to talk to someone like me,”“And who are you?”“Well—an omega,”“I don’t see status. All I see is a person and you are intriguing to me,”“I am?” My eyes darted in surprise.“Yes. I think you’re really pretty. The kind that Alpha Waylen would like,”“Huh?” I swallowed hard.“You’re Alpha Waylen’s personal chef right?” She changed the topic.I paused for a while, trying to digest everything that was going on.“Yes, I am,”“I’m sure he picked you becaus

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT- FROM BEHIND HERGABRIELLAMy eyes widened at that statement. Just when I was struggling to catch my breath, Waylen tells me he wants to fuck me from behind. I could feel my stomach twist in excitement and I stood up from the chair and climbed back on it, backing him. My ass was facing him while I held onto the chair for support.He slapped my bum and I let out a soft moan before he finally plunged into me from behind, doggy style. I clutched the chair tightly as he stroked in and out of me, hitting nerves I didn’t know existed in my kitty. His thrusts were hard and fast, and I cried out ecstasy biting my lips as my kitty parted to accommodate his thick length.“Oh, Waylen…please,”“You like how I fuck you?”“Yes…my goodness,”“Turn around let me see you,”I half-turned, my back slightly moving to the side as my neck twisted one eighty degrees to look at his face. He was grunting, letting out silent moans as he stared into my eyes. The way he looked into my eyes a

CHAPTER THIRTY- GIFTING HERWAYLENI could see Gabriella move her body in discomfort, and I instantly knew she must have had a troubled past; something deep or traumatic.“I don’t know if I’m ready to talk about it,” she sighed, her eyes darting toward the window.“You know you can tell me anything,”Her eyes turned back to face me.“Can I?”“Of course. Aren’t you comfortable enough to talk to me?”“I am,” a silent sigh escaped her lips as she sat up. “Growing up was quite tough for me,”“Tell me about it,”“Dad never loved my mother and I. He was constantly cheating and would always shout and curse at her. Nothing she did was ever good enough for him.“I’m so sorry about that,” I shook my head.“Thanks. Mum told me one time that she was from a different dynasty. Her family disowned her because they never approved of my dad but because she loved him, she continued staying and loving him but dad took advantage of that,”“What do you mean by a different dynasty?” I asked curiously.“I d