All Chapters of Ghost Chefs: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Work had been hectic throughout the day and I was seeing a migraine making an appearance. I didn't have time to do any research about the three ghost brothers in my apartment because of how busy I had been with work. My feet were killing me and halfway through the day, I regretted why I had put on heels. Though it had helped in completing the attire, it had done a death blow to my legs. I opened the door to my apartment and kicked my shoes off, not bothering to arrange them neatly by the door. I was exhausted and Leslie hadn't been nice today. It seems like something crawled up her ass and died in it because she had done nothing but back out orders upon orders to us throughout work. I had almost wanted to remind her that she had handed a major task to me that needed more attention than the flimsy ones she was throwing my way at that moment but I had to bite the tip of my tongue not to say anything that would affect my already troubled life. I had enough problems to deal with and add

I stormed into my office the next morning. Like, I stormed in because I was still furious about what happened the previous night. What gives him the right to question who I bring and don't bring home? Is it any of his business? Does he want me to become a ghost lover? I asked myself. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice that Cassie had been calling me. “Amanda."“Yes, what is it?“ I snapped at her. “Hey, calm down. What's the matter?“ She asked me, worry etched all over her face. “It's nothing,“ I replied with a wave of my hand. “ Do you need something?" I asked her. “Nuh huh, something is going on with you and I want to know what it is. So you are going to sit your ass down on that chair and tell me what the fuck is going on with you," she demanded. I sighed before plopping down on my chair, the wheels spinning me, so I faced the glass wall behind me. “It's just some minor issues, I told her after a minute of silence."“Minor issues my ass. There's definitely

Drew stood by the kitchen door watching as Amanda ate the food that he had prepared for her. Though he was still angry at her for what had happened the last two nights, he knew she was exhausted and needed to eat to regain her energy. His brothers had ridiculed him when they found out that he was preparing something for her but that hadn't stopped him. He couldn't fathom what was wrong with him and why he couldn't find it easy to detach himself from her. Yes, they weren't on good terms at the moment but his heart cared more about her than he was willing to admit. Feeling satisfied that Amand enjoyed the food he prepared for her, he meandered out of the kitchen and went to the balcony. There was snow covering everywhere and people running about in winter jackets. It was sad that he couldn't feel the changes in the weather because of the situation that he and his brother were in. “How nice it would be to spend time with Amanda, having snow fights and skating in the Ice rings," he thou

"Is that what you are bothered about or you are bothered about who prepared the food which I must say was all three of us," Mason replied.“Oh, is that so?“ Amanda asked not believing him. "I am disappointed that you would think only my elder brother can prepare a meal to suit your palate. Need I remind you that we are all chefs? All three of us for that matter," Mason told her, hinting at the fact that she was interested in his elder brother. "That's not what I meant,“ she said, the words coming out in a stutter. “You don't have to rub it in my face for me to know that you have been searching for my brother all the while you stepped into the apartment,” he scoffed. Amanda was shocked that he was able to read her easily. Was it that obvious that she had been searching for Drew since she got home? She asked herself. He had been avoiding her and even though she had seen the other two of his brothers she couldn't help but be bothered by the fact that he wants there. “You are getting

The next morning, I was up as early as three a.m. to prepare for my flight. I went about placing my laptop in my bag and ensuring that my recorder was with me. I took a quick shower and dressed up quickly before leaving my room. I had made arrangements with Cassie to drop me at the airport so I called her number as I left the room to be sure that she kept to her promise. She informed me that she and Martins were five minutes away from my apartment and I was glad that she didn't oversleep. I grabbed a snack from the refrigerator and glanced around my apartment one more time to see if I had missed anything. Feeling assured that I was okay, I walked towards the door before a voice stopped me in my tracks. “You are leaving now?“ Drew asked I turned around to glance at him. I didn't know if ghosts sleep but he looked like someone who didn't have a good sleep the previous night. His eyes were sunken and had black bags underneath them. In general, he looked completely different from his n