Chris X Chef Novels & Stories

she responded as they laughed together. "Hold on... Who could this? It's so yummy!" "Guess!" "Could be one of your chefs. Can I see her or him? She asked. "It's definitely my greatest chef and he's off to work." Stella Harris responded as she winked at her manager. Opening her mouth wide in shock, Kira Lopez found it hard to believe. "Master Chris can cook?" she asked, shocked. "He does the most cooking." Stella Harris confirmed. "Oh my gosh! These are beautiful!" Kira Lopez praised as she took out a spoon and started munching on them alongside Stella Harris.

Even though it's small and cosy, it's still got its warmth of delicious delicacies that makes people feel like eating at home. I have always felt immensely proud and pleased in helping Grandma out with managing the restaurant. With a short staff and me going to school, sometimes I worry how would Gran manage to do it all. Even though she always reassures me, I still sometimes get worried about her. I saw Chris sitting on the couch, casually one arm slinging over and legs crossed. His gaze was solely fixed on some documentary about aquatic animals that were going on some cable network. Chris looked even more handsome in his khakis and a buttoned white shirt that has something written over it,

What was the man who sat at the apex of Haicheng’s food chain doing in a place filled with grease and steam? She walked toward the light and froze in the doorway. Xavier was standing at the stove, his tall, powerful frame silhouetted against the stainless steel. His long, elegant fingers gripped a chef’s knife with practiced ease, julienning carrots into strips so fine and uniform they looked like art. Chloe was genuinely stunned. The man who could ruin a dynasty with a single phone call... could cook?

Chris immediately kept his face straight which was funny, Asher was speechless, so he just ignored him and brought out his phone. Chris saw that Asher has forgotten the matter of him telling Sam and Nick without his order and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at his food, shrugged his shoulder and continue eating to his heart content. "The food here is really delicious and fragrant. The taste alone is so mind blowing and the smell is alreadyyyy blinding me" Chris said funnily and dreamily with his mouth which was filled up with it. Asher couldn't agree more, he gave Chris a thumbs up and said, "Indeed i would say, it's really delicious. I think the chefs working at the FS cafeteria needs

Not my cup of tea. I walk towards the door again. Just as I am about holding the door knob, the door swings open, almost causing me to trip. “Oh dear, I’m sorry. I didn’t see you coming.” Chef Chris apologize politely. He is a fair skinned, average height man. His hair is cut very low at the sides and carved neatly and his face has no trace of hair on it. His wearing a black polo with Greg institute written at the back and left breast of the shirt on a pair of black trouser. He smiled warmly at me, but it didn't do justice to the frustration hidden in his eyes.

Chris smiles crookedly, “How about you pay me back by making me dinner sometime instead? I really didn’t pay much, but if you insist, I could accept food, but I won’t accept your money.” “Smooth,” Brittany whispers loud enough for us to hear. I’m starting to catch on a little. Chris isn’t doing this for the cat. He is coming on to me, and I’m not sure how I should feel about it. “Well,” I look to Brittany for help, but she holds her hands up in surrender, as if to say I’m on my own with this one. I looked back at Chris nervously. “Chris, I’m not a very good cook. I eat mostly canned soup and sandwiches at home.”

"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

She was pregnant. "Aww. Still, not every man would cook for their wife. You're such a nice husband, and I pray to meet a kind man like you in the future," I praised Chris, and he smirked and replied, "You will. Just have faith in God." Chris finished setting up dinner like he was a waiter, and he was very fast with it. His movements were elegant and not clumsy, like he hadn't done something like this before. "You are such a pro, and you didn't even make a mistake," I said, and Maureen continued to smile.

As soon as Chris turned his attention towards Xavier he let out a small chuckle. "What's with the look." Xavier raised his eyebrow. "She said she loves you." Chris rolled his eyes. "So?" He questioned nonchalantly. "So I am like what the fuck. How this happened. Like how can she ends up loving you after all the shits you have done to her." Xavier said in pure shock making Chris let out a small laugh. "Manipulation," Chris stated with a small smirk. Even Xavier couldn't deny how evil this bastard looked.

Alexa sniffed the air around her in satisfaction, she took a seat on a wooden chair opposite Chris, a never ending grin graced her face as she stared down at the bowl of instant noodles Chris made for her.. "So far all the guys I have met knows how to cook, I think I'm gonna take cooking classes from now on" Chris chuckled taking off his suit jacket, he settled back on his seat and proceeded to eat his meal.. "You have a nice apartment, I was wondering why your kitchen looked like it was set ablaze"