Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Chapter 249: Your Personal Chef

Chapter 249: Your Personal Chef

William had just finished his workout and was still cooling down, sweat glistening on his skin, when he heard his doorbell ring. He frowned for a second, confused, then his face lit up with a grin. There was only one person who had permission to come up to his penthouse unannounced besides his family: Sanya. And he knew his family wouldn’t be stopping by today.

He quickly opened the door, and his smile widened as he saw Sanya standing there. He straightened up instinctively, watching as her gaze traveled from his head to his toes.

"Like what you see?" he teased, a playful grin spreading across his face. "Isn’t your future husband fit and looking good?"

Sanya’s face turned a deep shade of red, and William’s roguish grin only widened as he held the door open, motioning for her to step inside. He couldn’t help but chuckle when she glared at him, even as she made herself comfortable in his penthouse.

With just his workout shorts on and his body still slick with sweat, he knew exactly why she was blushing and he enjoyed every second of it.

"I’ll just take a quick shower, so make yourself at home," he whispered in her ear, knowing full well it would make her squirm. True to form, she raised her hand to swat him, but he quickly dodged, laughing as he made his way to the bathroom.

He loved teasing her like this. Her sweet, vanilla scent always drew him in, and each time he got close, it was all he could do to resist pulling her closer and burying his face in her neck.

Already, he could feel his body responding, particularly his groin and he muttered a quiet curse to himself, quickly heading into the shower to cool off before he did something impulsive.

Meanwhile, Sanya went to the kitchen to prepare a quick lunch for the two of them since it was nearly noon.

As the aroma filled the kitchen, William soon came back and settled onto the counter, watching her cook. "Smells incredible," he said, grinning. "You know, you could just stay here. It’s spacious, and I promise I’ll behave. I don’t like the idea of you living alone at sister-in-law’s apartment, especially with that guy, Clifford, around."

She glanced over, unfazed. "Clifford’s still at Palan Island, tied up with work. So, technically, I’m alone."

William’s eyes lit up. "Then how about I stay there with you?" he suggested eagerly. "I swear, I’ll be on my best behavior."

Sanya paused, looking at him with raised eyebrows. "Why are you so clingy? There are plenty of women out there, so why are you so hung up on me?"

"You’re right," he replied smoothly, grinning. "There are plenty of fishes in the sea... but I’m into a shark like you."

Sanya rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips. She stirred the sauce, keeping her attention on the stove as she replied, "A shark, huh? You must have a death wish."

William leaned forward, resting his elbows on the counter, and gave her an amused grin. "Death wish or not, I like the challenge," he shot back. "Besides, you know I’m only clingy because you’re worth it."

She shook her head, trying to hide her smile. "You’re impossible."

He shrugged, watching her with a look that was part admiration, part pure enjoyment. "Only for you, Sanya," he murmured, more sincere now. "So, how about letting me stay over just until Clifford gets back? It’d put my mind at ease, knowing you’re not alone."

"Mr. William Lancaster... My life isn’t in any kind of danger for you to stay over," she countered, trying to hide a smile.

"But I love your cooking," William replied with a playful grin. "And, well... I miss you, too."

Sanya ignored the part about him missing her, though her heart fluttered a little. Instead, she focused on the more practical offer, her eyes lighting up. "How about this hire me as your personal chef? What are you willing to pay?"

William chuckled. "Oh, I’ll pay top dollar. But the job might require you to be a regular employee!"

"Deal, then! I’ll move in first thing tomorrow morning!" Sanya replied with a quick grin, clearly enjoying the banter.

William raised his eyebrows, surprised at her eagerness. "That easy, huh? You better prepare for some world-class meals."

"Oh, I don’t come cheap. You’re getting the full package... breakfast, lunch, dinner, maybe dessert, too." She gave him a teasing smile as she plated their lunch.

He laughed, shaking his head. "I knew you were trouble."

She shrugged as she set the plates down. "You signed up for it."

"Gladly," he replied, his gaze lingering on her a moment too long before he dug into his meal. "And don’t think I’m letting you back out now. I expect a chef’s touch on everything."

Sanya shrugged, sitting across from him. "By the time I’m through with you, you’ll be begging me to stay forever."

William met her eyes, his expression softening as he replied, "Am I not already asking you to stay with me forever?"

Caught off guard, Sanya felt her cheeks warm and found herself momentarily speechless. When she couldn’t handle his intense gaze any longer, she blurted out, "Just eat and stop staring. You’ll give me indigestion."

He chuckled, letting her off the hook as he shifted the conversation to something lighter. They chatted easily, and Sanya couldn’t hide how much she enjoyed his company. Yet, she was secretly hoping he’d invite her to the hunting event she’d heard about.

After a while, she finally asked, "So, when’s the hunting event for the five powerful families?"

"Oh, that?" William replied casually. "It’s usually the first week of November. Do you want to come?"

Without missing a beat, Sanya replied, "Yes!"

Amused by her enthusiasm, he laughed. "Alright, then. I’ll add you to the list as my fiancee."

She nodded eagerly, excited at the thought. Besides, she wanted to be there for Rain, especially knowing that Carla would attend.

Rain wasn’t one to confront Carla openly, even if Carla caused trouble, out of consideration for Mrs. Summer Cartier, so it’d be good for her to have someone there for support her...

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