His Private ChefChapter 4
His Private Chef
Chapter 4
Chapter 4At exactly 9:00a.m., my phone buzzed.Jay: Outside. Come out, Vixen.288 iVouchersI’d been up since six, way thrilled to sleep. I raced to the door, nerves and excitement tangling in my chest. Outside, a sleek black Range Rover parked on the street. Jay lowered the window and gave a small wave.“Hop in,” he said with a grin.He seems like a morning person. His face was bright and cheerful. I slipped into the passenger seat. “Morning,” I greeted both Jay and the driver, who looked more like a bodyguard than a chauffeur. Black suit, dark shades,a black ink tattoo ran down his shoulder.
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