Tyrant Chef Novels & Stories

He gestured toward the chef. I greeted him politely, forcing a calm exterior. But Gerrard's expression flickered ever so slightly. He his eyes at me, confused. My pulse jumped. Had I said something wrong? Gerrard frowned slightly at my reaction before giving me an encouraging smile. "Lily, don’t you remember? This is Chef Marcel DuPont. He’s one of the finest culinary masters in France… and not just that, he was one of your instructors back at your culinary school. You even wrote on one of your social media posts that you admired him and looked up to him. I was expecting more excitement."

With Levi leading them here, he was too frightened to even breathe loudly. The three men included Justin, a tycoon who dominated the entertainment industry in Imperium and had created countless miracles since entering it. His company's assets had long since exceeded billions. Another was Oliver, a well-known figure in the bodyguard circle and an idol revered by countless bodyguards worldwide. As for the last one, his clout was only slightly less than the previous two. Levi, the owner of this company, the business emperor of Imperium, the wealthiest man, was also the mastermind behind the underground mafia.

How can I be jealous of someone who is said to be dead. Wow! Such a dead generous man can cook and only cook at his woman's birthday, it's quite romantic. although he had cooked for me before but then that was at the hotel where no one knows who we are. It would be more shameful if I let him do it at my house. For crying out loud, he is an Alpha and a Billionaire. If news gets out that the Billionaire Alpha Tyler is cooking at someone's house, then trouble will surely ooze out. "No, I can't let you. News would get out." I spit out before pitching myself, "Let Kyla do it. She's also a good cook."

dethrone my mate? Did I follow the wrong person? This couldn't be the sweet Tybalt with whom I had gotten close. Tyb- "And yes! The Chef..." Tybalt mentioned me to his mother. "A chef? Don't tell me you have been wasting our precious time playing around with a chef." The former luna didn't hide her annoyance as she barked at her son. "My time with Haera wasn't merely playing around. It was more than that to the both of us." Tybalt said sweetly for the first time since he began this horrible conversation with his mother. I was glad I wasn't one of the pawns in his perilous game of throne. Or so I thought until I heard his next words. "I had so much fun using her to spite Zachary and he fell

My presence anywhere elicited such emotions from anyone. “Where is Tyron?” The name belonged to the Rogue who owned the club and the one I had come there for. Tyron had been a part of Alpha Tauren’s pack. One of his warrior wolves who had allegedly being in love with one of the Omegas in Alpha Tauren’s harem. He was caught fooling around with her and was beaten to a pulp before he was locked up and left to starve.

"this she wolf as you call her happens to be my mate which makes her your Queen and I heard her ask you to leave her presence" She looked back at me and the child in me sticks her tongue out and she storms away slamming the door behind her, he chuckles "you did not just stick your tongue out to my Chef Red" "I did indeed Tyler" he looks at me and stops, I don't usually call him Tyler as I've always felt as though it was too intimate for me so I guess he's surprised, "wow, what's this now?" he asks coming over to me "dinner and drinks?" "mind if I take a quick shower, I mean after all you look stunning and I'm well you can see" "sure" he turns on his heels and heads into his bathroom.

Tiny proudly stated. Chef is the best when it comes to cooking top-notch cuisine. He takes his profession seriously. But just like the rest of the members of El Latro, he too has a double life. The chef enjoyed torturing people and squeezing information out of them. He used different techniques to make our captives talk. He loves mutilating people and watching them bleed to death. That's the reason why he is also known as the "butcher." "Nice to finally meet you in person, boss." The chef removes his gloves and extends his hand for a handshake.

"I can not live with him, not even a single second." The shiver ran in her body, she fell on the floor. Trembling lips opened in panic. "You are my Slave!!! Sia David" His voice echoed in her ears. She rested her knee with her stomach. She had accepted death as her fate but the slavery of that Tyrant whom she hated the most in her life. It was unthinkable for her. In Bangalow of Mayor,

He freezes when he sees me, then his eyes slide over to Yuto like he just hit the jackpot on some twisted gossip slot machine. “Well, shit,” the minion says, voice all oily and fake-surprised. “Didn’t expect to find the boss’s wife tucked away with the competition. Yuto, right? Back from playing sushi chef in Japan or whatever the hell you’ve been doing.” Yuto doesn’t even flinch. He just shifts a little, putting himself half in front of me without making it obvious, but I feel it. That gentle wall he always used to be. My heart is doing this stupid flip-flop thing because part of me wants to snap at the guy to mind his own damn business, and the other part is already imagining Elias hearing

“Have one more dose. I’m sure your beloved tyrant of a mate would love to see you die a painfully slow death.” A hard kick rattled the cage loudly, and the grating sound exacerbated the ache in my head and sent me a strong wave of nausea. “Wake up! It’s no fun if I don’t see you try to suppress your screams.” He gave the cage another kick while he called me a bitch under his breath. My eyes slowly fluttered open, and as I looked at the ugly, burly man, I tried with all my might to make my gaze come across as a fiery and defiant glare.