Chef Tobias Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Did you forget how to do your own laundry, or are you just here for the free food?” “I am here to remind you that I am still the favorite child,” I shot back, kicking the socks away. “And my laundry is already clean, thank you very much.” Tobias walked over and stole a piece of bread from the counter, dodging our mother’s wooden spoon. He chewed loudly, leaning against the refrigerator and studying me. He tilted his head. “What?” I asked, suddenly defensive. “Nothing,” he said slowly. “You just look weird.” “I look the exact same.”

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

On Valentine's Day, my wife, Serena Green, makes a dinner reservation for us at a romantic restaurant. She says she has a surprise for me, but she ends up standing me up when she gets called to perform an emergency surgery. I understand that this is just the nature of being a surgeon, so I celebrate the day by having dinner at the restaurant alone. As soon as I sit down, the restaurant manager greets me warmly. "Mr. Langley! Yesterday, your wife informed us that you love our newly released lobster pasta. We've made sure to prepare it for you today." My hands clench around the menu. "Is that so? But I'm allergic to shellfish. My wife should be aware of that." The smile on the manager's fa

Kael and his wife Denera sitting stiffly at one end, Lilia and Aaron whispering something to each other on the left, Clara (bless her bold little heart) adjusting her seat in the middle, and Maren… nodding like the grumpy old wolf she always was. Why was she grumpy? And…over to Tobias who leaned back lazily in his chair at the left side of the table with a smirk already forming on his face. “Oh, look who finally decided to join us,” Tobias said loudly, lacing his fingers behind his head. “Our newly bonded power couple.” Oh fuck.

“I’m getting my girlfriend a gift.” Chris stopped, finally peeling away from Elara, his face tightening as his gaze shifted between me and Zinnia. Zinnia, on the other hand, looked like I’d just pushed her in front of incoming vehicle. “Who’s your girlfriend?” Mother chimed in, her eyes brightening. I flicked my gaze toward Zinnia in answer. Zinnia responded with her middle finger, mouthing so many curses you’d think I’d actually tried to kill her.

“Anna, don’t you know him the best? What are you waiting for? I bet he’s feeling unwell now. Quick, give him a massage. This time, you’re not just treating him anymore. You’re his sibling.” Upon hearing that, every relative who attended the previous family lunch looked as though they had come to a realization. They looked disgusted. Anna swayed. She looked at me, and then looked at Liam, who resembled neither a man or a woman. It seemed like she had realized she had ruined her reputation and her marriage over a monster.

That diary could direct you to his world but you needed to be worthy first. “ Opposite? ” Tobias raised his eyebrows in amusement, his eyes taking in the woman before him. She was acting so bold yet her body was trembling in front of him. “ Opposite. ” Hazel nodded her head like a robot, her hazel orbs still boring in his Chocolate brown one's. Tobias hummed placing his hands beside her head and looking in her eyes. She flinched the moment he leaned more closer, his arms caging her and making sure she had no way of escape left.

Drew facepalmed. "Parce que tu és le seul fantome que je connaisse qui soit un chef (Because you're the only ghost whom I know is a chef)" Calvin replied. “Wrong, Mason is also a chef. Why not ask him to prepare a dish for you?“ “Nope, I'll pass. I like to have my head intact even as a ghost," Calvin pouted "How are you even sure she has all the ingredients needed for preparing a Coq Au Vin Blanc?“

This lover has only been with him for less than three weeks. The technology is very good and the taste is good, but three weeks is enough. "DINGDong,DINGDong, DINGDong——" "DINGDong,DINGDong..." "DINGDong,DINGDong,Dong..." Door knock—— It was a long time before Winston Barrymore thought he had knocked on the wrong room before he heard a slight voice: "Thank you, I don't need room service." Winston Barrymore smiled deeper and kept knocking.

He's the one at fault or his wife. "Oh, I see. So he likes his chef profession and what about his ex-wife?" "I don't have clear information, Madam. That woman is also a chef and she is currently in France. Mr. Keaton has just broken up with his girlfriend, Lucy." "Broken up?" I didn't expect him to break up with his girlfriend. I haven't even asked him that. Is it true that he loves me? "Thank you for your information and this is for you." I gave him the reward in a brown envelope. I paid a lot for the information I got. A photo of him with a boy who is also handsome. He looks a lot like Keaton.