Inaya’s POV I opened my eyes to the smell of something delicious cooking. I put on my robe and went downstairs to see who was cooking and what was cooking. To my surprise, it was Beckham cooking. He turned to me with a smile on his face and said, “You are up? I wanted to give you breakfast in bed.” The delicious smell immediately became sour in my nose, “You didn’t come home last night.” “Were you waiting for me?” Sir asked as he continued to stir what was on the fire. “No, I was wondering if you stayed at her place last night,” I said exactly how I felt.Sir lowered the gas to a low flame, he tapped on the kitchen island, “Come sit.” “Why?” I asked, “Did you really spend the night there? Do you want to apologize?” “I want to talk to you,” Sir said, “Please.” I couldn’t decline after hearing that, please. I entered the kitchen, and Sir helped me sit on the kitchen island.He sighed deeply as he held my hands, “I know I have hurt your feelings, I’m sorry, and no, I didn’t spen
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