The CEO private chef

sleep th

ilver necklace box still under my pillow. Every time I closed my eyes, I s

l from the penthouse. And he h

because I was cl

my breath. The footsteps stopped near my room. Someone

unded. I di

minute, the

y slept

e head housekeeper

you in his private study at 7 a.m. Do

h master?" Th

, as if reading my mind.

s private study. The door was ma

me

smelled of wood and cologne. Books everywh

e did not look up immediately. He let me stand

ed me?" I

than yesterday. He leaned back in his chair and

ur application,

I did

ip with anyone in this house. B

d quickly. "We were not close. I did

towards me slowly, hands in pockets, like a predat

pear in my hotel. Then one week later, you appear in my hou

eyes. "I just needed a job. The

close I could smell his cologne. H

necklace," he

neck

other gave you

ively. I was not wearing i

wearing it

ever accept gifts from

hy do y

Because you work for me. And because..." He paused, his e

ut my heart was beating

expression softened slig

voice. "He falls in love quickly. He do

ap. What you did. He meant

am not a bad person," I w

He lifted my chin with one finger, forcing me to look at him. "I kn

o longer ice. They were conflicted,

ame, the softness was go

he said coldly. "He is

me to do? Leave? I wi

immediately.

at him,

esk and picked up a pap

You will cook only for me. You will live in the room next to the kitchen, not t

f? But I don't know how to cook fan

," he said. "I

you doi

ong time. His eyes were

u are my private chef, you belong to me. You stay close to me. You cook for

. It was wrong. It was possessive. But a pa

o?" I asked, my

ill tell the agency you are a liar and you

a promise. Stay and be his

oice di

ith shaking hands.

smile. A victorious smile. The smile of

took the pen from my hand. His fingers brushed

om today, you don't belong t

ign

me, burning. I did not know if I had

ay, watching us. His face was pale. He had heard everything. His eyes wer

open. He sa

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