Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire’s Cook: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

CoralineI didn’t see Alessio the next two days. Whether he had an important project he was working on at the office or he was fucking countless women in their houses, I didn’t care. I was actually glad for his absence. I kept making him his breakfasts and dinners and stacked them in containers in his fridge. He always ate them, but I was never around to see him do so.On Friday when I got back from his house and after spending a few hours at the public library, I found two unfamiliar women standing outside the apartment door.“Oh, there you are honey.” The plump-looking one of the two said as she gestured at me.“Um, can I help you?” I asked them.“Hairstylist.” The tall one loudly popped the gum she was chewing while looking me up and down. “Annie.”“And I’m the makeup artist. You can call me Sarah.” The plump woman gushed. They were both holding carry-on boxes and looked ready to give someone a makeover.“Oh, I’m sorry. You probably have the wrong apartment. I didn’t book any of y

AlessioI sat with my legs spread in the armchair situated facing the living room’s entrance. A tumbler of whiskey was in my right hand while I held a dainty gold chain in the other, bringing the piece of jewelry up to examine it in the light of the gas fireplace.I had found it the very next morning after Coraline claimed she had lost it, bringing in a team of professional organizers to comb through the entire apartment. I hadn’t planned on using it as blackmail material but when the situation presented itself, I was powerless to resist.The large antique clock ticked above the mantelpiece and as I watched the hands move, I silently counted down the seconds till it was 10pm.It was two minutes after 10pm when I heard the familiar beeping of the door’s passcode.Her heels clicked against the vinyl floorboards and I leaned back and waited till she turned the corner and appeared in my line of sight.She stood there watching me with slitted eyes and that dress that made her look like a s

CoralineI woke up the next day to a message from Alessio:‘Can you bring my breakfast to my office today? I have an early meeting and wouldn’t be at the penthouse when you arrive. My driver, Benny, will take you.’So here I was in the backseat of a sleek SUV, holding a carefully packaged breakfast box in my lap while a burly man by the name Benny drove me towards Alessio’s office.We stopped in front of a high-rise building with the words ‘K.C. Enterprises’ emblazoned across the tallest point.I knew the ‘C’ stood for Castelli but I had no idea what the ‘K’ represented. The media always speculated about it.Walking in towards the front desk where a pretty brunette lady was stationed, I pasted on a smile.“Hi, I’m Coraline Harper. I’m here to meet Mr. Castelli.”Her eyes narrowed at my appearance, gaze taking in my cotton blouse and regular jeans and concluding I didn’t belong here.“And who might you be?” she asked.“I’m his personal cook. I’m here to deliver his breakfast.”“Wow, wh

AlessioShe lifted away from my neck and I immediately missed the feel of her warm breath against my skin.She fit so perfectly in my arms that I never wanted to let her go. But I could tell she wasn’t going to take no for an answer anymore. Our little intimate bubble had been destroyed by the entrance of Elias and especially Charlotte.“Let me go, Alessio,” she said in a calm voice that I knew she had to be forcing.Since I didn’t want to upset her further, I released my hold on her even though it was the last thing I wanted to do.She climbed off me and brushed her fingers through her blonde strands. She had left her hair down today and she looked so fucking unreal. So fucking beautiful.“I’m going to go wait outside while you finish your breakfast then come back for the containers.”She wasn’t making eye contact with me. Which I hated. I always wanted her eyes on me.“No. I want you inside my office till I’m done.” I told her in an attempt to get her into an argument with me.“Fine

Coraline “I’ll drive you to the grocery store.”I turned back to look at Alessio seated with one leg crossed on the armchair in his living room, his Apple laptop perched on his knee while he worked.Today was a Thursday and he had decided to work from home. I didn’t understand why he always did it in the living room though. I was sure he had a study somewhere in this large penthouse where he could be more comfortable and wouldn’t be disturbed by the sounds of clanging pots and pans while I cleaned up the kitchen.“It’s fine. It’s just a few blocks away.” I told him and continued on my way towards the door. He was busy anyways. Why would he want to abandon his work to escort me to a place that wasn’t even that far to get to?Just as I pulled open the door, I felt him by my side, following me out into the hallway.I turned to face him and crossed my arms. “Do you want to get something? Just tell me and I’ll help you with it.”“I’m not getting anything. It’s just easier to drive there.”