The Millionaire Chef

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Aaron never had his heart on his sleeve but for once he wanted it to be. He never thought he would be the one to take a step ahead and address his feelings to someone. Especially when that someone is Abigail Hayden. The girl has been occupying his mind ever since they met or say even before that, the moment he saw her picture she has been on his mind.

A very long conversation with his sister resulted in something like a kiss and a whole mob of sensations erupting his heart he thought he would never be capable of having. People always made assumptions about his reputation, a reputation he never had but didn't care about it either. It didn't matter to him for as long as it doesn't harm anyone especially his loved ones.

Aaron has always been a lonely kid since childhood, pretenses were his best friend before he met his buddies. At a very young age his parents split up, many children's parents do split up but Aaron had a different story. Watching his father drown in alcohol after losing the love of his life and at the same time watch his mother fall in and out of love countless times the meaning of love altered for him.

Love: a four-letter word is the most beautiful feeling in the world though, for Aaron Silverton it's the world greatest nightmare. For he saw his father vulnerable and at the same time his mother happy with several men. What was love?

As a kid, he accompanied his father on business trips to get away from the kids of his school as to not watch them happy with a family which he desired so much. March was another addition to his life, he didn't want her to be the same as him. He didn't want her to imitate to be happy. He made sure he was the only one with heartache and longingness of a family.

March Paxton: sister from another father. She has always been a happy go lucky girl even though she never had a mother growing up but had two fathers and a brother and they were enough. Aaron ensured it was enough for her to be happy. On mothers day when kids received gifts from their mothers he ensured he sent one on behalf of their mother. On fathers day even though his father wasn't much present in his life he made sure he was there for her with Mr Paxton. And last but not least Martha was there as a mother more than a grandmother for both of them.

For a very long time, she was with her sick husband in England taking care of him later after his death, she shifted to live with her son and grandson. After a very long time, Aaron finally had someone who would pat his head when he scored good marks or when he cooked something delicious.

Cooking: A integral part of his life, it was his way of showing affection, cooking food made him less lonely. The food ingredients were his mates and the chefs of his house were his mentors, that's when his love for food started to establish which led to him becoming a Chef.

He had everything yet the loneliness in his heart never subsided. He never learned to let go of his fears. Countless flings and meaningless relationships were a part of his routine at some point in time all he wanted was to get over with them. It was all about his bodily needs nothing compared to the delirious feeling of his heart that arises whenever he looks at Abigail.

Aaron's been with several women, never gave up an opportunity of sex to know how the matters of heart worked and it's the sole reason for his reputation of being a player. The other person always wanted more than just casual sex or fling, regardless Aaron never surpassed more than that. Never went with a woman twice, never felt like.

Nonetheless, Abigail was the first, just one look and he was craving like a moth to a flame. He yearned to meet her twice, hear her voice again, feel her against him. Every touch squealed the electrons in his body. He thought one taste of her would end all of this nevertheless the matters of the heart were never in his favour. She wasn't a one-time thing for she never would. She was someone he always wanted. Around her he was less lonely, pretenses were now transpiring to be his opponent as joy came knocking on his door in the form of a hot-headed lawyer.

He spoke to march last night, told her everything that's been hammering his heart, all the jittery feelings erupting in his stomach that too because of a girl. He was afraid he would be the same as his father reason he never wanted to fall in love yet he yearned for it all his life. But she was not his mother she was Abigail. He didn't disclose the name but she had the answer even without knowing the girl's name she knew she was the one capturing her brother's heart.

He took chances.

Here he was with her in his arms, breathing the same air as her, listening to the melody of her heart. Her warmth was enough to calm all the jittery feelings retrieving him back to peace. She was his pavilion, his haven.

"You've been smiling since long Aar" Abigail mumbled half-asleep snuggling into his chest

Aaron let out a hearty laugh, the vibration of his body glided a smile on her face too, tightening his arms around her he kissed the top of her head " Is it hurting?" he asked, the softness in his voice had her melting under his touch.

"Hmm" with an infectious smile still plastered on her face she snuggled more trying to be close to him as much as possible not there was any space available between their naked bodies

"Was I rough last night?" he pipped

"Yes, it's been a long time I last had sex"

"This won't be your last sex though"

"Shameless"

"Well you weren't shy last night under me"

"I am never shy"

"You were a moaning mess"

"You made me one"

"I'd love to make you again"

she giggled. Anyway, she was again a moaning mess under him. If this is what is called heaven after falling in love then Aaron Silverton had finally realized he was irrecoverably and insanely in love with Abigail Hayden.

***

After a fervent morning session, the newfound unnamed couple cuddled up into each other arms, listening to the rhythms of their heartbeat, sharing each other's warmth moreover not getting enough of each other. Every chuckle, every giggle, every stolen kiss, every touch was amalgamating their bond.

Every happy moment has to end so it happened when Aaron received a call from Madeline Steel, the one who handled his PR. Abigail was closely watching his face, his skin lost colours from a smile to sheer terror was written all over his charming face as if he couldn't believe it. "I'll be there in five"

Aaron cancelled the call and hurled out of the bed, hastily wearing his clothes like a desperate man he was frantically moving here and there. Watching the shift in atmosphere, Abigail pulled him by his arm and made him look at her. Cupping his cheek she spoke "Breathe"

She surely was something, her one touch could ease him down make him feel thousands of sensations in a second "What happened?" she asked tenderly caressing his cheek

Staring into her blue orbs as if comprising whether to tell her or not he released a deep breath and faked a smile "Nothing you need to worry about" kissing her forehead one last time he whisked away to his office. Not caring about his attire and mainly not caring about how he smelled, nothing but sex.