30: On. Your. Knees.

A V E L I N A

I sighed and got up. I could hear noises coming from the kitchen. I took a quick shower and got dressed.

Since it was a Saturday, and I wasn't going anywhere, I wore the shortest pair of shorts I had in my closet. It stopped on my ass, revealing little parts of my ass cheeks. I paired it with a red crop top and let my hair loose. I put on my sandals and headed downstairs.

I saw Enzo's back and his broad shoulders and he was cooking. Cooking?

The enigmatic arrogant, cold, self centered billionaire knew his way around the kitchen?

Now that was surprising.

"Hey." I greeted him.

He turned around and I saw his eyes rake my body from head to toe. His jaw clenched and I saw him swallow, his eyes darkening as they landed on my exposed flat stomach.

"Hi." He answered in a husky voice, and my heart raced at the sound.

"What are you doing?" I asked, walking closer. My eyes widened and a laugh burst out of my mouth as I looked into the pot.

Of course, he wouldn't know how t