In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

From this angle, Xander looked somber. His face was dark and clouded, which made Grace feel alarmed.

She couldn't help but straighten up and ask, "What's wrong?"

Xander stared at her for a moment, lost in thought, and then relaxed. "The kitchen is smoky. You should wait outside." Grace hadn't expected him to say just that. She felt rather perplexed by his change in mood. "How long are you back for?" "I'm leaving early in the morning."

Xander couldn't leave Fulton Group unmanned. One and a half days was his utmost limit.

"So soon?"

Grace immediately stepped forward and offered, "Then I won't go out. I'll stay and help you with whatever you're doing." Her clinginess made Xander's mood lighten up, and he smirked. "How would I dare make you do things by yourself?"

"I insist."

Grace squeezed into the kitchen, took some cherry tomatoes, and began rinsing them under the faucet.

Xander had no choice but to go over and roll up her sleeves for her. "Don't get your clothes wet."

He was proficient with the knife and sliced the chicken up with swift movements. Grace watched him while munching on some cherry tomatoes from the basket in her hand.. Just then, Xander stood up straight to remind her, "If you keep eating, there won't be any left."

Realizing this, Grace saw that there were indeed only a few left in the basket and smiled in embarrassment.

sweet. Do you

Xander shook his head.

up all night. The red juice on her lips formed a stark contrast to her pale complexion. Xander's gaze darkened as he looked at her. Inching closer,

He instinctively dodged, and Grace stumbled and fell

looked up and met Xander's dark eyes. Her heart

"..."

hold on her, and his gaze

but now I want

She could hear her heartbeat

slowly leaned in. Their faces were mere inches apart, and their lips

then, a voice suddenly interrupted,

abruptly. Hazel stood at the door,

Grace quickly pulled away.

expression soured, and he snapped, "How did

so I let myself in.

"What is it?"

"It's about Fulton Group."

face burning. She locked herself in her room and leaned against the door,