His Private Chef (by Amycee) novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

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“Do I want him near you?” he continued. “No. But from a business angle? It’s smart. Your show is growing. Your brand’s breaking ground. I won’t let my ego screw that up for you.”

I just stared.

“You’re staring,” he said.

“Because this is not the reaction I expected.”

“Well, you did say I was romantic now,” he teased. “Don’t ruin my character development.

I laughed softly, then leaned forward to rest my forehead against his.

“You do realize people will start saying things, right? About me and Mason?”

He smirked. “Let them. I’ll handle it.”

“Handle it how?”

His grin widened, eyes gleaming. “By making sure no one ever doubts who you belong to. Just do your thing. Be brilliant. I’ve got the rest.”

I rolled my eyes playfully. “For being this nice, you deserve another round.”

His brows shot up. “Uh–oh.”

I stood, deliberately slow, letting the towel drop from my shoulders. “Come on, Liam. Follow me.”

He groaned like a man being led to his doom. “See? This is how I die.”

That night, I sent Mason an official invite.

He replied in under two minutes.

Count me in, Chef. Just say when.

I locked it in. Three days till showtime.

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The internet did not take it calmly.

It was like I’d announced a royal wedding. Fans went full countdown mode.

Day One: Chef Emily x Mason? The duo we didn’t know we needed.

Day Two: Studio prep begins!

Day Three: Can’t breathe. Lights. Camera. Chemistry.

I couldn’t lie, it was dramatic. But it thrilled me more than I cared to admit.

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My inbox was flooding. Brands. Offers poured in, one from a luxury kitchenware company I hadn’t even opened yet.

It was happening. Everything I’d worked for was finally, visibly unfolding.

Even if part of me hated how they were framing it like a battle between Liam and Mason. It wasn‘ t that. Not for me.

The morning of the shoot, I woke up to a message from Liam.

3PM. Be ready.

No context. Just a blurred photo of a glass building taken from outside and a scanned document with my name on it.

I called.

No answer.

I texted.

Nothing.

I laughed, already knowing this was him playing his games again.

A beautiful distraction.

Mason arrived exactly on time, wearing a fitted black shirt and a grin that could have been trademarked. He looked too good for my peace of mind, judging by the chat during the live stream… I wasn’t the only one who thought so.

The show was electric.

Flirty banter, incredible food, and a live comment section that exploded from the second we went

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live.

People were eating it up. Literally.

Mason kept it respectful. Charming, yes. But no overstepping. He didn’t so much as touch my

Wrist

When the cameras went off, I smiled. “Thanks for doing this.”

He leaned against the counter. “You don’t owe me anything.”

“Well, I’ll return the favor someday.”

“Looking forward to it.”

I waved him off and ran upstairs to change. It was nearly three.

As I zipped up the dress, my phone buzzed.

Come outside.

I rushed down, heart thudding with something dangerously close to giddiness.

When I slid into the car beside him, I said, “Okay, what are you up to?”

Liam glanced over, full smirk engaged. “Correcting the narrative. That singer already got his fir

minutes of fame with you. It ends today.”

I laughed. “You’re impossible.”

He drove us to the heart of the city, pulling up in front of a sleek, modern building I’d seen listed before by one of the top celebrity realtors.

“Why are we here?” I asked.

He handed me a key. “New studio. Yours.”

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