Seducing The Chef (18+) (Billionaire Series #2)

5. Ribollita

I tip toed my way inside the house. I didn't know what to expect but all I knew that I wasn't prepared for this. The sound was coming from Riley's room. It might just be someone else but I had this strong urge that it wasn't. So I didn't care about whether I was invading someone's privacy or not. Before I could walk up to Riley's room something on the open laptop lying on the dining table caught my eye. It seemed like someone's twitter page was open. Upon close inspection I discovered it was the homepage of princesseleanorasucks.

I placed my hands on my mouth taking a few steps back in shock. How can this be? This... this can't be. I checked again just to see if its just an illusion of mine. But sadly it wasn't.

This time I wasn't too hesitant about opening the door. I was too eager to catch the person behind my twitter account. So I immediately rushed towards Riley's room and turned the knob.

The image in front of me was appalling and I didn't even have any words to describe it. Terrance was lying on the bed while Riley was between Terrance's leg. They looked towards the door and Riley immediately covered her body with the blanket beside them. Terrance got up his erection very obvious to us since he was stark naked. "Nora I can explain...", Terrance said with fear in his eyes.

"No you can't. I should have known", I said calmly. I don't know how I was this calm but inside I was fuming. I had a sudden urge to punch Terrance in the face and so I did. The next thing you know Terrance was moaning in pain and my hand was throbbing in pain. Riley was sitting on the bed too ashamed to say anything.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH", I screamed. I didn't realize I was crying and it was suddenly becoming hard to speak but I continued. "So this is the project you guys keep on working whole night?! I walked towards Terrance who was still moaning in pain and kicked him in his crotch. That was enough to make him collapse in pain.

But that didn't do anything to lower the hurt the pain in my chest. I couldn't believe this was happening. "WHICH OF YOU IS RESPONSIBLE FOR RUNNING MY HATE ACCOUNT? And don't give me any excuses because I saw that".

"I told you to log out before we got distracted", Riley the bitch finally decided to speak up and I just realized she wasn't the least amount of remorse about this situation.

I felt a lump in my throat, I never knew someone could be this horrible. I started sobbing placing my palms on my mouth. "Eleanora. Babe...", he said.

"DON'T FUCKING UTTER A SINGLE WORD".

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The sound of my suitcase being dragged across the pavement was annoying me. My hands were sticky from wiping tears so the grip on it felt irritating against my hands.

I had nowhere to go. All of a sudden I felt helpless in this world. My own grandpa would believe some jerk with money rather than me. My boyfriend of six years has been cheating on me and not to mention he has been posting about all my secrets on social media. He was even making money out of it as he used to sell merch. I badly needed a friend to to help me but sadly I didn't even have a phone on me to call Gustav as I left my new phone at his place.

My vision was blurry with tears. I realized I couldn't drag my suitcase as it got stuck on something. I pulled on it but it was stubborn stuck to its place. So I left it there, with a purse in my hand I kept on walking. I honestly didn't give a fuck anymore.

I walked till my legs couldn't take it anymore. Sadly I couldn't help myself from having flashbacks of my time with Terrance including the appalling scene in his bedroom. I was tired from all the walking, I needed to rest. I realized I was hungry so I just stepped into the nearest restaurant I found.

I was too dazed to notice the fact that it was fancy restaurant and I wasn't even dressed for the occasion. I got in, the waiter greeting me with a smile on his face not before taking a look at what I was wearing. Today was laundry day so I was wearing a sundress which was so old that the colour was faded. It even had a stain somewhere. I took a seat on one of the tables and dropped my bag on the seat opposite me.

"Hello welcome to....", I skimmed menu they offered me and didn't even care looking at the items let alone the price of the dishes.

"One of everything please", the waiter looked at me with wide eyes.

"Oh you mean the tasting platter...".

"Nope. I want one of everything".

The waiter didn't dare ask anything after seeing the stern look on my face. I handed him my black MasterCard. " Put it all on this". He just nodded and started bring the dishes.

I asked for the most expensive wine on the menu and it didn't disappoint. The wine was nothing like I have tasted before and when I say this I have had my share of good and expensive wines. "What is this?"

"Its a special kind of wine. It has been produced by the owner's family and for years. You can only find it here".

"Bring me a bottle then", I said I wasn't in mood for drinking wine from a glass. this occasion calls for drinking wine from a bottle or two. Yes I wasn't an alcoholic or anything. I rarely got drunk but alcohol does seem to mend your broken heart for a temporary amount of time by making you forget. I wanted at least few hours without thinking of those assholes or the image of them having sex flashing in my mind.

"Miss a bottle of it costs-", this waiter was getting on my nerves. That credit card contained enough money to buy five places like this. Of course I can afford it regardless of how much it costs.

I was done with their appetizers and so far I was impressed with the dishes he bought. Gustav makes the best italian food but this place serves food better than what Gustav makes. I guess I have to keep that a secret from Gustav as he wouldn't like hearing that from me.

The waiter presented with the wine, instead of pouring it in a glass I drank it from the bottle. The waiter's eyes were about to fall out from his head. "What are you waiting for? Start bringing me the entrees", I know I was supposed to be full from have five appetizers but to be honest the portions were shit here. I was far from getting full.

"Miss that was a ten thousand dollar bottle that you just broke", he said not really meeting my eye. He was afraid of me and I can see it in his eyes.

Apparently my tipsy self was a brat because I just laughed. "That card has enough money to buy ten restaurants like these. Ten thousands dollars is such a minimal amount".

I continued to feast on rest of the food but I didn't have I was eating now as the alcohol was working its full magic but I still continued drinking.

I ended up dropping a plate too. This time I just gave the waiter a crooked smile. It was a different waiter who had a stern look on his face. Uh oh I think I am in trouble.

Surprisingly, after have two of the entrees which were equally delicious I was full. I wanted to get up but my knees felt shaky so I sat down and out of nowhere I started crying actually crying is an understatement I was bawling like a baby. The only thing I heard was the annoying sound of my cries. There were much people around me but it was enough to draw attention. I think the neighbouring tables had enough of me and they ended up complaining about the nuisance I was causing.

Before the manager could approach me all I remember is that I passed out on the table.

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