Seduce the Lord - CH 17

I pondered which one to choose between going to the kitchen or walking towards the main room. My worries were rather brief.

The light in the office was leaking through the crack in the door. I took the plate and sighed softly. I knew this It was past eight, and Cesare was still in the office. I knocked on the door and immediately opened the door and went in.

“Lord.”

“Something?”

I went to Cesare’s desk, put away the papers, and put the dishes down. “Evening. You must be starving. The chef asked me to take it.”

The bowl I put down was steaming. Lentils, chicken stew, and rye bread for dipping. It was a rather dull evening. I smiled and put down my ambitious stick I was holding in my other hand.

(Lentils, chicken stew, and rye bread)

Indeed, Cesare’s expression changed immediately.

“Is this dinner too?”

“No, this is my sincerity “

“Sincerity?”

“It means thank you for listening to my reckless request.”

“If you are grateful, reciprocate with work. I will decline this.”

Cesare pushed aside my ambition, pretending not to be interested.

I’m surprised. It would definitely smell sweet.

“Are you afraid there is poison? No poison.”

Saying so, I took a bite of the fig jam sandwich. It was a sandwich and fig jam that I barely got while flirting with the chef.

(fig jam and fig jam sandwich)

“Um, it’s delicious. Fig jam is really sweet and soft. There is no sour taste at all, and the mild sweetness goes really well with this bread.”

I deliberately emphasized that there was no sour taste and looked at Cesare. Unsurprisingly, Cesare quietly licked his lips, and their eyes met. Inside, I’m filled with pleasure.

“Do you want to try it? it’s delicious.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“It’s only the bread and the jam that the chef gave me. What’s the problem?”

“It’s ok, just eat yourself.”

Ugh, you sound like a stubborn person.

I frowned and got up from my seat.

“I’ll leave it here, so you can either throw it out the window or throw it in the trash can.”

“take it……!”

Without listening to what he had to say, I strode out and walked out. Boom, the door was closed again this time, but I didn’t make excuses. I stomped through the quiet hallway.