Believe (BWWM) (On Hold)

The Green Monster

 You wouldn't even begin to imagine how many sarcastic responses were dying to come out my mouth. So, I harbored any negative feelings towards him and began speaking from the heart.

“Cooking really is a passion of mine. I can't even begin to tell you how much I love it. Some people doubt a woman could fill the position as a cook, but look at where it started. Women are the soul of the kitchen. The soul lives in the food. Cooking is like love. It should be entered into with abandon or not at all, and I want to share that love and touch everyone's heart that I have such tremendous thanks for taking a chance at tasting my creations. It means the absolute world to me...”

His P.O.V

She is so perfect. Never have I ever come across someone who feels the same way as I do about cooking. It's very refreshing and puts a tear to my eye, but she'd never know so. I belted out a few more questions with the last few minutes we had to wrap up the interview, and answered any questions she had for me. I don't even think I need to interview anyone else. As far as I'm concerned she is deemed worthy of the best candidate.

        As she walked off I couldn't help to watch the way her big, and beautiful round ass sashayed to and fro.

“Definitely a knock out...” I murmured more or so to myself.

“That she is...” Garrett joined in appreciation.

“Who is she?” he quipped.

“None of your damn business. Get back to work and quit worrying about my new prep cook you buffoon.” I growled out.

“Whoa there tiger. Seems like someone has a little crush..” he taunted.

“No!No...I do not. Any employee of mine will never cross that line. Strictly-”

“Business only. Yeah, yeah. You need to get laid.” he muttered while walking back inside the kitchen.

“I will not hesitate to fire you...family or not..”

“You wouldn't dare..”

“Try me..” warned.

Jay's P.O.V

Seriously. I felt like I had a mini stroke exiting Ansel's Amour. So many doubts clouded my though of reason, and the negativity starting pouring in. All the employees were so beautiful. Worthy of a cover in Vogue Italia, and here my thickset ass is trying to fit in, but I deserve to be there just as much as they do, and I feel like I earned it. Maybe a drink will fare me well. Maybe I just need a good nights sleep. It's been a very overwhelming day, and that asshole is very unnerving.

        Oh! And I'd finally be able to rub it in my aunt's face that something went well for me. She always belittles me and tries to tell me what I should and shouldn't be doing. First off, she doesn't pay my bills. Secondly, I know how to take care of myself and have been without her help, and I know how to clean up after myself. But for some reason she thinks because she has a man- who doesn't love her by the way- that she has won in life.

        No mam. You are just someone that spreads your legs for him, and provides a bed for his head to lay. Eventually, he'll get tired of your possessiveness and need to control and leave you just like everyone else has. Don't get me wrong. I love my aunt, but she needs help, or she is going to end up losing everyone in her life because of her nasty attitude. And with that thought I fall asleep.

His P.O.V

I plan on calling Ms.Varisco up to inform her of her employment here at Ansel's Amour. I'm sure she can handle a bunch of men in my kitchen, and I'll start her off easy making 15$/Hr as my new prep cook. A feeling of unease settles in my stomach at the though of my male staff trying to have a go at her. She is mine...I mean er...I want her to feel welcomed and respected.

        I have high expectations of her and I know she won't fail me.

“What are you thinking about so hard dear brother?” Garrett walked into my office without announcing himself yet again.

“None of your damn business..” I growled.

“Testy, testy... Seems like that beautiful haired beauty has your balls twisted in a knot...”he chuckled. I sent a glare and he backed off.

“Anyways, I'm out for the night. See you tomorrow..”

         My mind wandered in other places. Places that involved me knotting my fingers in that unruly hair of hers and staking claim. Oh, I'll have her. She doesn't know that yet, but I'm sure her steely exterior won't be able to withhold my charm for long. If only he knew the difficulty of such a stubborn woman. A stubborn, curvacious, feisty woman. Hell hath no fury like this woman's scorn.

So, what did you think? I'll be revealing his name the next chapter. Got any guess on what it might be? It isn't a normal name. I'll give you that. Don't you just a get a kick out of Garrett? LOL, such an asshole, but you got to love him. I might start adding some songs on the side to go along with the story. Good day/Night to you all.

Sincerely,

Savvy