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.
Zora, you weigh twice as much as Lynn now. Way to make me look good. I buried my face in the sink, trying to wash those memories away. After the breakup, I swore I'd never fall in love again.
Who could ever love me? but working at thorn manor quietly shifted things tyron respected me he didn't just praise my food he saw me talk about unprofessional i was falling for my boss i gave sterling everything weight for him got trashed in return if tyron knew how i felt would he look down on me too
one evening i walked in to find him working with his female assistant side by side they sharp, sleek, and perfect together. I couldn't help comparing myself to her. Polished, brilliant. She matched his world. And me? Just a fat girl who cooked well. Even if I bent over backward to change, a guy like Tyron would never choose me. But the light Tyron brought into my
life woke me up. I couldn't stay buried in self-doubt. Whether Tyron and I happened or I had to start living for myself. It was time for a glow-up. Once I committed to losing I used my food science background to craft a strict, balanced meal plan. Tyron used to invite me to sit and eat with him every meal.
Now I resisted his gourmet meals and his handsome face. I politely declined, eating my diet prep alone at the kitchen island.