His Private ChefChapter 9
His Private Chef
Chapter 9
Boom. Boom. Boom.The knock startled me awake. Disoriented, I sat up in bed, squinting at the dim light filtering through my blinds. My mouth was dry, my limbs heavy.It took me a second to remember where I was.Home.After everything that happened at Liam’s place yesterday, I had come home, turned my phone off, and dropped into bed like the world didn’t exist. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to scream. I didn’t want to feel anything.The knocking came again, louder this time.“Emily! Open up before I drag you out in your pajamas!”
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