A chef takes a job cooking for a billionaire and quickly discovers her new boss wants far more from her than her recipes. As their professional arrangement blurs into something personal, she must navigate the dangerous line between employee and lover.
tech titan at 25. Before I could even process that, Tyron chuckled. isn't that a bit premature? Oh, cut the act. You begged me to bring her the second she dumped him. now you're acting all alpha my brain was spinning but i looked straight into tyron's eyes i'm zora sorry marlo's just messing around he's full of crap don't mind him oh okay i
screaming internally get real zoya get real zoya why would a guy like tyron want a 200 pound girl stop being delusional i kept my head down wanting to disappear into the floor Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Tyron Thorn, founder of Zorvas Collective. Six foot 165 pounds, 30 inch waist. No fiancé, not seeing anyone.
I stared at him, dumbfounded. He looked calm, but his eyes gave him away. That's my profile. Care to consider? Consider? Consider what? Being his girlfriend? While I stood there paralyzed, Marlo panicked next to me.
Zora, my bro has a severe food aversion. Countless chefs have failed. I brought him your pot rog last week. Zero gagging. He literally inhaled it. Never seen him crush food like that. I'm begging you. Just say yes. It all clicked. He wasn't looking for a girlfriend. He was hiring a private chef.