Free Appetite For Lust | Billionaire Romance by Jezebel Nixon Page B

“How hard is that? Seriously why is everyone today so incapable of preforming that simple task!”  She hears him rant as he leaves the storage room.
     
    She takes a deep breath as she looks down at the pile of black fabric in her arms. Her hands tremble as she places the uniform down on a cardboard box before making her way back to the salad station.
     
    She was going to meet a billionaire and she couldn’t be any less excited. The guy sounds like a monster.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
     
    “Shelby what are you doing?!” Chef Kyle says to her as he put the finishing touches on a large, dark plate.  “Come on! I need you here!”
     
    “Sorry!” She whispers picking up the plates, balancing them in her palms. “Are you sure you want me to do this?”
     
    “Yes, of course!” He says placing his hand on her shoulder and walking her toward the kitchen door. He pushes it open for her, the bright kitchen lighting glowing against the dark hall. “Just hand him the food. Why does everyone make it such a task?”
     
      She gazes back behind her as she walks out of the kitchen, watching as Chef Kyle smiles and waves at her, the fat man looking surprisingly small as she walks down the hall toward Mr. Yeshevsky’s dining room.
     
      She pauses, hesitating before entering the dark, mahogany room, her eyes catching the mysterious billionaire for the first time as he sits at his king sized table, looking down at a grey newspaper.
     
      She can tell right away, even though the man is seated that he’s tall. His broad shoulders obviously capped with muscle, even though his suit she can see it. And even though he’s looking down, his jaw is sharp and dusted with stubble just a few shades darker than the blond mop on the top of his head. All in all, he’s way too young looking to be a billionaire, he couldn’t be any older than 30.
     
    “Hi.” She whispers, unsure if she should really be saying anything at all. “Your dinner is ready, sir.”
     
    Shelby watches as he lifts his chin up from his newspaper. He raises his eyebrow looking at her and folds his newspaper in half before tossing it onto the table.
     
    “Just right here is okay?” She asks nervously, motioning as she begins to place the plate in front of him as she watches him slowly nod his head up and down.
     
    “Enjoy.” She squeaks out, relieved that it’s finally over, before she turns around to head back to the kitchen away from the billionaire’s ice cold, blue gaze.
     
    “Excuse me.” She hears him speak, his voice deeper and gruffer then she expected.
     
    “Yes?” She says, quickly turning around, her heart beating wildly in her chest.
     
    “I’ve never seen you before.” He says as he picks up his silver fork. “Who are you?”
     
    “I’m…. My name’s Shelby.” She says nervously, biting her bottom lip. “I’m new.” She explains, shrugging her shoulders. “Someone called in sick, I guess. I was actually hired as a prep cook. I just started today.”
     
    “Thank you, Shelby.” He interrupts, holding his hand up to quiet her as he smirks.
     
    “Okay, I’m just going to….. enjoy your food, sir.” She says, her face flushing as she hurries out of the dining room and back down the hall.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 5
     
     
      Shelby rolls over, snuggling into her pillow as her mind drifts off to sleep after her long, first day at work.
     
    He wraps his fingers around her wrist, grabbing her as she places the plate down in front of him.
    “So nice to see you again, Shelby.” He says to her, his ice blue eyes dancing with fire. “I thought about you all of last night.”
     
    She gasps as he pulls her down onto his lap, feeling his stiff manhood through his slacks and against her thighs.
     
    She slowly grinds her hips back and forth against him as she watches his nimble fingers quickly unbutton the buttons on her blouse, letting her breasts free, her nipples perking against the chilly air.
     
    “Take