Desired by the Billionaire Brothers
“Fine! You win, Chef Max. Enjoy your imaginary Michelin star. I can never stoop down to your level in this.”
Max bowed dramatically, grinning ear to ear. “Thank you. I’d like to dedicate this win to my loyal audience... Miss Veronica Whitmore, who believed in my skills before the critics did.”
“Oh my god,” I said, clutching my stomach from laughing. “You’re both crazy.”
Theo looked at me then, smiling sweet as ever. His golden hair had some lettuce that Max probably threw at him, and said, “You see what I deal with every day?”
Max only smirked, leaning casually against the counter, a piece of bread between his teeth. “I made your life interesting, admit it. Otherwise, you have turned dead bo
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