Chef X Chris Novels & Stories

"Ariana scoffed. 'I thought you'd be living in a one-bedroom apartment or something,' she commented again. Considering Chris's less-than-ideal relationship with his father, Ariana had thought her friend would be independent. 'But I forgot that you're a super rich kid. So, it's only natural to have a fancy apartment like this palace.' There was a hint of sarcasm in Ariana's words that made Chris chuckle. He tousled Ariana's hair casually. He stood beside her, also admiring the view. 'What do you want to eat? I'll cook for you.' Chris seemed to place his motorcycle keys on the bar table and took off his leather jacket. Now he was only wearing a plain white T-shirt that, despite being plain, Ar

'' Shanks take her upstairs,'' Chris called. ''But-''. '' No buts I know it's urgent but calm down. I will bring something for you to eat what would you like?'' asked Chris. '' Fine bring some pasta with a sauce I am hungry,'' he said with a grump. '' Coming right up,''. Then Shanks came and took her upstairs. Christina was waiting in that room for a while impatiently. Then Chris came with food in his hands. Then handed the plate to her. '' It can wait later, I-''. '' Finish it then we can talk,'' said Chris. '' Why are you so arrogant?'' she asked. '' That's the way I am forgive me for that,'' he apologized. She finished the foo in a hurry.

she said ignoring his hands before sitting down on the chair. Chris smiled before sitting down on his chair,deep down inside him,he was angry that she rejected him but he didn't want to show it.he wondered how an 18 year old girl could be so smart. Stephanie was not moved by the different rich dishes she saw,she was already used to eating that kind of food.her father made sure she was comfortable. She started eating the food while Chris stared at her. "Do you plan on furthering your education?"Chris asked her and she didn't respond.

He secretly went over to Anthony’s. Looking at how worn out the house was, he frowned. “Why would you stay here?” “A kid doesn’t interfere with adult matters.” Anthony looked at him coldly and said, “You came at the right time. I can’t cook.” Chris narrowed his eyes and said with a proud look, “I know how to! Chloe taught me! I can make fire for you.” Anthony was speechless. He frowned and looked at him darkly. “I don’t have ingredients.” Chris offered a reassuring expression instead. “What do you want to eat? I’ll grab them from Grandma’s. She even has yummy smoked bacon, and also the vegetables she planted. They’re very refreshing!”

Without hearing Jace’s reply, she drags me inside the office and closes the door on his face. The delicious smell of food and the sweet smell of dessert reach my nares, making my stomach growl. I didn’t even realize I was hungry. I snap my head to the location of the smell and see a small feast on the right side of the room. There are various dishes on the table—vegetable stew, beef steak, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, vegetable salad, cake, and brownies. Is this what Chris eats every day if he stays at the packhouse? Behind his mahogany desk, Chris stares at a piece of document sitting in front of him. His elbows are on the desk and his hands are folded together. His eyebrows are knitted

Harvey had already met with the Xaviers of Wolsing before at the Black Tea Diner. But both parties left on bad terms. And after the incident, Chris had already shown up on Yvonne’s doorstep several times. That was why for Prince Leo, Yvonne was a bit of a nuisance. “What? By the look of your face, you look quite dissatisfied with the food.” Chris smiled, then made someone call the chef of the western restaurant with the clap of his hands. Slap! In the next moment, he gave a slap across the chef’s face and coldly said, “Didn’t you know that the person that’s having a meal is Ms. Yvonne, my fiance?

I didn't want to eat alone. "And I don't see how that is my cup of tea." Axel pointed at the door, saying curtly. "Get out." "Did you recently restock your fridge? There wasn't anything to cook last time I came." Chris pulled out some ingredients, tying on an apron while ignoring him. He hummed a reply. "Don't worry, I will leave after eating." Axel eyes twitched at his words. Thinking it would be too much hassle to drag him out, he turned around to head for the stairs. "I am going to freshen up."

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?“

All they had to do was make the dishes Winter liked. “No,” Chris said calmly. “I’m going to toast some peanuts.” With that, he rolled up his sleeves without looking at them. “Go back to what you were doing.” All five staff members froze. It was only when Chris picked up a skillet that they snapped out of it and hurried forward. “Mr. Xander, please let us do it.” “No need.” Chris seemed to think of something, and his voice softened into something calm and distant. “I haven’t made them for her in a long time.”

Chris waves his hand, shooing away the demon like it’s a stray animal. The demon’s smile didn’t fade, “be thankful that I’m in a good mood today.” Damien said then suddenly disappeared. Chris’ eyes widened and looked around. No one seemed to notice his sudden disappearance. “Is the food good?” Kurt asked as he approaches their table. He placed the water bottle on the table and sat. “Of course, your mother is great cook.” Chris answered while trying hard not to show that he got startled because of the demon appearing and disappearing anytime he wants.