The Billionaire's Chef

Chapter 50

Zia Knight POV

After more session of rekindling our passion and love we are finally back to being fully clothed and decent. Well decent clothed wise but not facial expression wise. 

It is so obvious of what we just did from  the smell in the air, plus the messy hair, our dishevel clothing and oh.. the shape of our body forming currently on the sofa. Oh... that's... yep, that's definitely his spoil there based on the thickness...I think.. oh well let's just clean it. 

"Baby, let me clean that don't worry about it." Ashton whispered to me before he kissed my cheek gently and took away the wet hand sanitiser tissue I always carry around with me. 

"Okay, well I will just arrange our food onto the table.. at least the surface is clean... we didn't touch it right?" I asked sheepishly and he answered with cheeky grin and a nod. 

I got straight onto getting the food ready and wash my hand before Ashton join me. 

"I hope you're hungry!" I said excitedly. 

"Well, after the workout we just did I am famish baby" he said with a smirk before he added "but for you, I am always hungry to have you as my appetizer, main meal oh and dessert of course.. anytime, anyday" 

"Oh my God, you're insatiable" i shake my head as I smile at his cheekiness.

I passed over the bagel sandwich in front of him and he thanked me with a peck on my lips. Soon we started eating with a comfortable silent. 

This reminded me, I have to convince him to travel with me to Italy. How should I proceed? How do I do it? Will he say yes with no hesitation? or will he somehow get suspicious or is he going to get mad because it's so sudden... maybe he will..

I was cut off out of my thoughts from his hand grabbing my chin, tilting towards him so our eyes locked with each others'. I can see him being concerned over me and I must say I like that he cares.

"Angel, what's wrong?" I shook my head as if to say nothing but he continued "please, tell me what's wrong? is it about me? are you still mad? or did I do something wrong? please, tell me, what's wrong?" 

I sighed. I don't know, maybe I should just ask him directly. 

I cleared my throat and told him "I was just thinking. We haven't really do this dating thing correctly. We just started dating but we were already fighting? and suddenly we're good again. I was just wondering.." but he cut me off. 

"Please Angel, please. Don't break up with me! I can fix this. Please baby, please give me another chance!" he begged now with both of his hands enveloping mine. His hands covered my hand completely. Its warmth is soothing.

"Ashton, I wasn't breaking up with you silly." I said as I put myself to sit on his lap to calm him down. He wrapped his hands around my waist to push me closer to him, and I like it. I can smell his musky cologne and I love it. 

"I was just thinking, maybe if we can spend some time together with no distraction, no work, and no worries we can truly enjoy this so called 'dating' life. I mean, of course if you want to and of course if you think 'us' is worth the time to spend together. I mean I get it if you don't want to. I mean you're a  CEO and you're busy and all that.. and you're responsible for hundreds or maybe more employees and.." he cut me off with a kiss on my lips to shut me up. 

This son of... ohh.. this feels nice. Wait..

I push him off and mock glaring him but all he did was only smiling at me. Oh that handsome smile is so...okay.. distracting. I slap his shoulder and all he did now is chuckled at me.