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2024-10-29 19:42:56They both approached, and the tension could be cut with a knife, they both saw each other, and the first to speak was Robert, who said, "This confrontation is to decide who will cook in tomorrow's event" his gaze was evil, and from time to time, he would throw glances in my direction. "The loser will accept the other's decision without problems, okay?"
Richard nodded, and when he was about to leave, Robert added, "Don't feel bad when you lose. After all, I have more experience than you!"
Richard smiled at that comment and said, "You are a five-star chef. If I lose, I won't be surprised, but if I win, you will be the five-star chef who lost to a simple inexperienced boy!"
They both shared murderous looks, and Preston sitting in the middle of the judge chosen by Robert, and I said, "Well, both will have two hours to prepare dinner, the judges will decide who the winner is. The dish must have all the components of a gala dinner, including dessert!"
They both
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The moment they left the place, Preston looked at me with a lot of disappointment and said, “What the hell was that!? Do you really think Robert won that competition!? “I looked at him, and my desperation increased. I tried to seek support in Ronda, but at that moment, her gaze was the same as Sierra’s, full of reproaches, and with uncertainty, I wanted to justify myself by saying, “You said it, Preston. Robert was faster. That’s important!”Robert puffed out his chest in frustration and said, “Yes, it is important, as well as realize that he cook twice as much as Robert at the same time!”His gaze was full of reproach, and controlling himself not to raise his voice, he said, “What the hell is wrong with you? He trusted you! “And with those words, he withdrew. Behind him, Sierra left, giving me a more muscular look than she had done before.Ronda stayed a little longer, and her gaze went
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Richard smiled, but this time it was not one of his usual smiles. It was full of bitterness and fury, and having both drinks, he said, “Why was something going to go wrong tomorrow!?”His gaze was fixed, and his eyes were different. At that moment, I said, “I don’t know it’s a possibility!”“You think I can’t cook at an event like that!?”“No, of course, it’s not that!” I immediately said, trying to get him to believe me, “It’s just that you’ve never done it. That’s why I think Preston is the best option!”Richard stared at me and placed both glasses on the table in his room, and calmly asked.“Answer me something, Jessika! Which dish was the best for you today!?”His eyes were penetrating and fixed and full of confusion. I looked at him for a while and could not hide what I thought. I said, “Yours!”That seeme
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The event arrived, and everything was going well. The team members worked as usual, but unlike the other activities, a strange spark was missing, it was difficult to explain, but everyone worked and smiled out of obligation as the times they did. They were doing it before Richard showed up.The magic that we had achieved in the previous activities had been lost, and even though everything was going according to plan, nothing seemed right.Preston came up to me, and looking at me, he said, “Everything seems to be going well, despite everything!”He also noticed the lack of that spark, and we both knew that that spark had a first and last name. Suddenly Sierra appeared in front of me, smiling and beaming. Seeing her, I couldn’t help but look at her smile, and Preston, who was enjoying her radiant happiness, asked her, “Why so smiling?”She looked at me in her typical lousy mood only to smile at my brother and say, “Richar
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The threat from him was such that I was terrified. If they stopped the event, everything I had worked for would be gone and looking at Richard, and he smiled bitterly, he said, “Yes! I hit him! “The guards exchanged glances and calmly took him, handcuffed him, and took him away. His look when he left was once again one of disappointment, and looking at Robert getting up, I felt a total repudiation for him.He fixed his clothes and looking at me, and he said, “What a classless brute you chose as my replacement!”And with those words, he withdrew. The rest of the event ran its course, and all was well until several uninvited people arrived from the host team delegation. They were seated at tables and placed ready to eat, but Robert had left.Preston looked at me in confusion, but I didn’t know where he had gone until one of the kitchen staff said, “He said his head hurt and that he would go to sleep!”My wor
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Richard was going to speak again, but this time I went ahead and said, “This is my fault, boss!”He looked at me with a murderous look and said, “I know! In the complaints that arrived, they mention your part ideally! “The Boss opened the folder again and calmly read a paragraph that said the following, “The person in charge of the event, Miss Jessika Harris, pardoned the terrible behavior of her employee in the face of the offense she committed and once his injuries caused the absence of our cook, it was she who allowed the assailant to take charge of the kitchen!”The report that the boss read had all the wrong data, the events did not happen like that, and with anger, I said, “Boss, they are lying! That didn’t happen like that! “The Boss looked at me with a brutal look, his older expressions made him look more intimidating, and calmly he said, “You think I’m stupid! Do you think I&rsqu
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Without being able to do anything I called him, but he did not answer the phone, I wanted to chase him to find him, but at that moment I realized that there was nothing I knew about him. I was so foolish to ignore him for so long that I lost contact with him instantly. He protected me throughout the trip, and his last act was to save my identity.It was hard to say, but that job was what I was back then, and he understood instantly. I, unable to see beyond what was in front of me, let myself be carried away by my need to explain everything, and that feeling that I had inside me now on was lost in my need to give it a name.The explanation he had given me about love was quite simple and straightforward, and for the first time, I had understood it, but I felt that now it was too late, and it would be useless to understand that feeling now if the person for whom I felt had left.The following days were gray for me, I couldn’t stop thinking about him, and I ke
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Everyone had given me messages for Richard, but the truth was that he didn’t answer the phone was frustrating, I couldn’t find him, and after a week, I keep trying. And it had been a month since I last saw him and casually one night my phone rang.When I saw the screen, it said Richard and that made my heart skip a beat, without wasting time I answered, and calmly his voice was heard on the other side of the receiver.I said, waiting for an answer, and with a few seconds, “Hello!” I listened.“Hello, Jessika! I saw that you had called me several times!” His voice sounded a bit cold, and the truth was I did not know what to think. The last time we saw each other, he said very nice things, but that alone was not enough to know what our situation was.“Hi, Richie! How are you?” I asked.I did not know what else to say. I had many things to ask, but perhaps releasing all the anticipation I felt for him in
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I got to the right place, and it was a cozy restaurant, small but very pretty in its facade. It had the image of a kitchen knife next to a shiny word called Richie’s.It was a beautiful place and entering, and I saw how all the empty tables gave a feeling of space. A bossa-nova sounded in the distance while Richard looked at me from the bar. His chef’s uniform fit him as well as ever, and looking at me calmly, he smiled. He did not say anything. Only with his hand, he indicated the tables urging me to take one.I walked up to where he was and sitting at the bar, and I said, “I will eat here! I want to see the chef work! “He smiled at my request and calmly walked to the other side, and taking the ingredients with a soul, and he began to prepare the food. He cut and prepared the cuts with delicacy, and while he looked at me, he said, “How is the agency?”I looked at him directly and calmly said, “I do not know! Goo
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She knew she was. She made heads turn, and her presence alone could make even the strongest man weak to his knees. Single men, dating, married, poor or rich all wanted her, but she went for Paul thinking he was the saint he portrayed himself to be.She could have said no, but she was confused. He might change, she thought, but now he wasn’t going to.He proved that over and over again. Dorothy got tired but didn’t know how to break up with him, and she was grateful he was finally gone, although she didn’t like the circumstances surrounding that fact.“Here is your tea,” she said as she placed the cup of tea on the table before Aston in his studio. She took a few sips of hers before placing her cup on the table too. “The weather outside is beautiful today.”“Yes. Yes, it is,” Aston confirmed, although his eyes never left Dorothy. “How about we go somewhere else while this dries?” he suggested.“Sure.”Together with their teas in their hands, they walked out of the studio. Instinctively
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For heaven’s sake, he wasn’t some teenager going through hormonal changes, so why couldn’t he stop thinking about Dorothy’s body and, even worse, smiling and blushing at the memory.‘’I guess we can now deduce my idea wasn’t laced with foolishness after all,’ Steve said with the smug look still on his faceAston scoffed, rolling his eyes at him, and said, “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I am still not convinced the class will do me any good.”“We’ll see about that, mate. We’ll see.”The whole weekend felt like torture to Aston. He longed to see Dorothy again, and it seemed the weekend was taking too long to end.Everything was confusing to him; what he was feeling about Dorothy and why he was feeling that way didn’t make any sense to him, but he just wanted to see her again.When Monday finally came, Aston could hardly wait till 3 pm when classes started, and by 12 pm, he was already at the building waiting for Dorothy to show up, but she didn’t.Class started, and she was still nowhere
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In one swift moment, a bang was heard, and the whole dining table came crashing down, sending a wave of shock throw Dorothy.She had seen this happen so many times, but she could never get used to it. He promised to change.He said he was going to be better, but after two years and nothing had changed.The last time, it was the TV that suffered it, which took a while to replace, and now, the dining table had also felt the impact of Paul’s fist.The table was ruined; dinner was ruined too.“You love being a whore, eh? You love letting different men run their hands all over your body under the guise of art, right?” He barked the vile words pacing the dining room.The words made her feel she had just been prickled with over a hundred pins.“I am not a whore, Paul!. I am not! I love art, and you know it!” She yelled at him.He scoffed before he said, “Oh c’mon. You’re just using art as a cover-up. You enjoy the way these so-called artists of yours touch you.”He then grabbed her shoulder
