Rob Li Private Chef Novels & Stories

Besides, she wondered, how can he tell just by looking? Xavier’s expression turned even icier. "Then tell me—who did you spend all those years learning to cook for?" The question hit Chloe like a physical slap. The answer was instantaneous and painful: Liam Martin. Every signature dish she had mastered, every secret ingredient she had discovered, was tailored specifically to Liam’s palate. She had spent years perfecting the flavors he loved most, ensuring he would never grow tired of her table.

Colby Everyone was doing their own thing to bond with Lia. I decided that I was just going to cook dinner for the whole group, and then I would sneak her some dessert. Great for us to have a private dessert. Something chocolatey, maybe. She always smiled more with chocolate. “I’m making dinner tonight,” I announced, tossing my keys into the dish by the door and heading straight for the kitchen. Rain popped his head around the corner, eyes lighting up. “Ooh! Need a sous chef?”

Matteo said that we don't have to do any hard work today. Matteo was even annoyed when Leornado said that he was gonna make us lunch so therefore he had to hire a private chef. The private chef came right away to our command and her name was Liliana, she was quite petite for her age, and she had dark brown hair which was in waves and laid on her back. She had freckles all around her face which made her look cute. She was a soft-spoken person and seemed to be around our age as well. We made her make some lobster and chicken meals for Matteo and me since I didn't feel for lobster today. Though Matteo was awfully quiet at the table he sat down to eat and looked very tired.

Greta greeted warmly. The pastry chef patted Greta on the shoulder, "You're so cool! you dared to fight chef Lewis when he scolded you! you deserve applause! No one dares to go against chef Lewis when he's angry I will give you a piece of red velvet for breakfast for your achievement!" chirped the pastry chef cheerfully. Greta grimaced, "Why doesn't anyone dare to fight him? I mean he can't always be annoying like this right?" "Because he is the chef and owner of this restaurant, no one wants to lose their job. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Liam, Liam Walker just call me Liam!" he said, holding out his hand to shake Greta's hand warmly.

He said, handing it over. Lorenzo smiled and opened it. After inspecting it with his eyes, he shook hands with him again. "My cobber, you really know my taste. I would've loved to pick it up myself but my hands are tied. Thanks by the way." He said and pocketed it. "Anytime. I'll be outside, buddy. If you need me, give me a phone call." Rohan said and left. He saw the chef walking towards him. The man bowed in respect. "Sir, I've prepared everything. Let me show you the way."

“We live. We build. We protect what we’ve made—not with guns, but with truth, with work, with each other.” She tilted her head. “You’re not my saviour.” “No.” His thumb brushed her jaw. “I’m just… your fan.” She kissed him then—not desperate, not reclaiming, but sure. Steady. A promise sealed in daylight. After, they walked through the kitchen, where the head chef—a woman Livia had personally hired for her bold flavours and quiet strength—was prepping for the soft opening. “Everything to your taste, Signora Rossi?” the chef asked.

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.

The guy on my left whispered, "What happened?" "Nothing." He took a bite from the food in his plate and said, "No matter what origin, the way of cooking, or the way they present, at the end of the day, it's just food." While I was eating, he whispered again, "I'm Liam by the way." And gave me a smile before continuing eating his food. Liam. That means, he must be the brother of those twins. Lorelei and Larisa. Liam seems different from them, not physically but mentally.

It's really delicious. KYLA: He's a cordon bleu chef KYLE: I cooked it with a total of zero assistance from Kyla KYLA: Oh my....that is so much help I offered. Can you believe it? Total of Zero (everyone laughs) LOGAN: You should really cherish your twinnie Kyle, it's rare to find someone who offers a total of Zero assistance (everyone laughs again) ANYA: (licked her lip in satisfaction of the taste) Loki, you really are a great chef (using the serviette to massage her lip.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t grateful, but she felt embarrassed that he was talking about this so publicly. Fuming, she bit her lip and walked into the Roasted Ribs Diner. Toby took out a cigarette from his pack and lit it, the smoke swirling around his face, obscuring his eyes, but a faint smile could be seen in his expression. Leanna walked into the Roasted Ribs Diner, where she found Roland and Braeden crowded around the boss. She walked over. "What are you guys looking at?" Braeden pointed at the boss's hand. "How deep must someone’s skill be to make a fork go through the back of their hand and the table? This table is at least three centimeters thick!"