Chapter 7
After His Mistress Ruined My Hands, I Walked Out
Chapter 7
Sienna leaned back against the heavy steel door, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps, the adrenaline from the alleyway confrontation flooding her system. Her hands were shaking, not from pain, but from the sheer, terrifying exhilaration of
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
The lights of the Global Culinary Crown arena blazed like miniature suns, casting a blinding, sterile glare over the gleaming stainless-steel stations. The roar of the live audience vibrated through the floorboards, a physical manifestation of the immense pressure pressing down on the fif
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
"Roman!"
Sienna’s voice cracked as she burst through the pantry doors, sprinting back to Station Four as fast as her legs could carry her. She slammed the silver tray down onto the stainless-steel counter.
Roman looked up from wiping down his cutting board, his brow furrowing at the p