Chapter 17

While I was focused on seasoning my thick sauce, I didn't notice that the maids suddenly left the kitchen. All of them. When I finally realised, I turned and noticed Mr. Kim at the door, leaning against the post. He was back early once again.

"Mr. Kim." I bowed, "Good evening."

"Seokjun." he said smoothly, that smirk on as he stood straight. Gosh, this man was gorgeous.

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" he asked, approaching me.

"Uh, I–" he walked past me to peep into my pot.

"You're cooking this?" he asked, a hint of surprise in his tone.

"Um, yes. I got tired of reading and wanted to take a little break. I also wanted to eat something I cooked myself." I explained, my eyes dropping to how broad his chest was in that fitting shirt, underneath his open suit.

"Wow, doctor. You are full of surprises. So, you cook. It smells and looks delicious." he smiled at me and I felt my knees weaken.

'He's so handsome. Calm in his ways and so charismatic. The image I have of him now has nothing t