All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hot Chef: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MONIQUE ... There'd been a lot of shit that I'd left unattended for a long time and it was high time I figured how to fix those things. A company that I fucking built from scratch was on the verge of suffering due to some fucked up staff in a branch in the United States. Due to my mental health, I'd completely pushed that aside for a long time. It had been over three months and I couldn't even start to pretend like I didn't know what was going on. Our rank was dropping and in no time, I'd be a liar to say I was shocked if we weren't even on the top fifty. If I didn't get down to it, it was going to come to that. We were still in the top twenty, but when your gut instinct told you to do something, it was best to obey because those things were like guardian angels sent directly from God. Just this morning alone, I'd spoken with a few people on my team and I'd been informed that those people were working. It was by their making that MBC was still what it was. I couldn't thank them en

MONIQUE ... One of the numerous things I hated with a passion was when my rest was interrupted. Gina knew and she still went ahead to do it, but it was for good reasons actually. My presence was required in the United States. Not by the president or anyone in authority, but by MBC. Things were getting out of hand and they needed none other than me to fix it since it was me who built it from the scratch. The whole thing felt nerve-wracking. I was still in the phase of trying to get my eyes opened fully, but I knew it was going to be one hell of an experience. "You have to get up so we'll plan this quickly." Gina told me, patting a side of my exposed left arm. Fuck, this was really happening. Using the tips of my fingers to scrub my lids open, I stared at her for a good five seconds as if she was a stranger I'd just found resting on my bed. "Hi," I said, curtly, not hiding that I was pissed she woke me. "You need to get your ass out off of this bed and get out of here." The tone

MONIQUE - The next day, I was in my private plane, flying to England just as though nothing serious happened during the early hours of the day and I didn't just get to America about twenty-four hours ago. It was crazy. It took a while for us to arrive at the castle and when we got there, it was as deserted as a quite place could be. Even along the streets, I could find no one. It made me think that they were having something like a festival or so, but if that had been the case, we should have seen a few people walking along the roads or at least, heard some sounds from them, but neither of them came. Not to lie, I did feel a bit relieved. All I hoped was that Adrian wasn't lurking within the walls of the castle since it was large enough to not notice when there was an imposter in the house. Quite frankly, Adrian had become a thing of great irritation to to me. Thinking about him made bile want rise from my system and go out through my mouth. I got

MARCUS Unexpected occurrences were things that were constant in the life we lived in and no matter how time went, these things were going to continue.It was hard to fathom the event or would I say events of a week ago. For seven fucking days, I'd still been trying to comprehend all of it, but my brain wasn't ready to digest the whole of it yet.It was insane to think that me, a wretched commoner had the opportunity of having that with her, and although, I walked away when it was beginning to get to the good part and sometimes, I'd look back and call myself a fool for now seizing chance by the collar, but I did have my reasons--that one was a matter that we were going to come to later. I mean, I'd dreamed of that moment for ages. Lord was the only person aware of how many sleepless nights I'd had thinking about her. All the words to describe perfection. In one body. In the time past, I'd had flings here and there with women--not because of how much I had in my pocket because I had ne

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄Time flew by faster than anyone could imagine. Who would believe that we were already in the month of April?That meant I'd been involved in this whole you have to be crowned queen saga for seven months. The clock was really ticking and time was moving real fast. I meant, in five months, it was going to be a year. The experiences I'd had in those seven months gave me mixed feelings. I was thankful for having a better relationship with Gina, but I loathed being coarse into doing what I wasn't interested in.How did I not remember to include Marcus? That man was all in one, the full fucking package. Now, I'd been avoiding him for a few reasons, but that didn't mean I didn't ogle at him whenever I saw him--it got to the point where I was staring at his ass one day and all that roamed around my head was to walk towards him and give the cake a slap. I'd definitely be rewarded nicely for that. Probably multiple spanks. I really did want to be on the receiving end because tha