He is your demon boss, and you're his human assistant. Author's Note: Hey, babes! I'm obsessed with turning daydreams into little escapes---and this one's all yours. It's a short story starring you and the male lead in one delicious part. Sit back, dive in, and enjoy the ride, lovelies! -A.B. 💋

Stuck at a birthday party with your worst enemy, and he's acting like he owns the room. You and Bailey? Trouble since day one. Since college, senior year lit the fuse; the same friend group, the same parties, the same everything. And yet, every damn time you're near him, sparks fly into full-blown fire. Your friends laugh and call it flirting, but you both insist it's just pure irritation. Still, the way his eyes linger too long, the way your comebacks bite just a little deeper, the way jealousy drips hot between you? It's a cocktail of tension begging to explode. Is the chef serving more than just what's on the plate? Behind that apron, is he hiding sharp secrets, sinful tastes, and a hunger that has nothing to do with food? Author's Note: Hey, babes! I'm obsessed with turning daydreams into little escapes-and this one's all yours. It's a short story starring you and the male lead in one delicious part. Sit back, dive in, and enjoy the ride, lovelies! -A.B. 💋