The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

Evelyn's POV

Boss came home early today. He arrived around past 6 pm and he asked me to cook dinner, he was hungry.

I always wait for him to come back from work so I can cook his dinner before going home. He hates eating cold meals and my job is to cook and serve him hot meals. I work for him alone.

My job isn't a difficult one, even when I am in the house waiting for his arrival, I do nothing other than watch movies like it's my home. Pamela and I chat whenever she is home but I notice she isn't always around these days. I wonder where she goes.

I usually cook his breakfast and dinner, but on weekends when he is home, I also cook him a light lunch. He takes coffee only on Mondays but my early morning work starts on Tuesdays. He usually leaves for work by 8 am, I have to resume early to cook his meal, serve him so he can eat before going to work.

On Fridays, he goes to work late and comes back early. He leaves for work by 9 am and comes back at 5 pm which allows me to go home early also. On usual days, he arrives home by 8 pm or 9 pm.

That is when I try to fix something up for him but most times, I always prepare my ingredients and the chicken, whenever I want to make use of it before he comes home so when he comes, I will just get to cooking the meal to make my home going faster.

When he told me he was hungry, I decided to cook him something simple and fast, aside from the fried rice and chicken with greens that I intended to make for him. I debate on what to cook as I move into the kitchen and open the refrigerator.

I see the frozen cubed sweet potatoes in there and an idea struck me. I decide to make use of it to prepare his dinner. I know it won't take more than 10 minutes. I am sure the boss will be impressed since he is hungry. I don't want to get on his bad side anymore after what I did on my first day. I almost lost the job and because of my pride, I refused to apologize to him.

He was angry that I kept him waiting on my first day but Pamela pleads on my behalf. It was at that moment she told him I was Annabelle's mother. I didn't know she had not told him I was her friend's mother.

He warns me never to come late again or he will fire him. I was glad I didn't get fired on my first day, I felt Aidan would have to suffer for it if I had gotten fired.

I love this job, even though I have to wake up early and come to work as early as 6 am. But it isn't a stressful job because cooking is my hobby turned passion. I have dreams of opening a restaurant of mine someday and I hope to achieve that dream when Anna becomes the billionaire's wife.

I want to own a big restaurant that can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, for them to have a taste of my talent. I want to show how talented I am to the world.

This is something Austin, my former boss, didn't appreciate. I know he must be regretting why he fired me in the first place now. I am a rare gem.

I am hoping Aidan will also help Anna achieve her dreams too. My baby has the dream of owning a spa. Anna loves beauty and fashion and I want Aidan to help her achieve that.

This is why I want her to become a billionaire's bride, not just for the money but for the popularity and the goal of achieving our dreams.

I am done blending the potato within minutes. I blended it with 2 bananas I got from the refrigerator. I add a teaspoon of cinnamon and almond butter with milk. I mix well and gush the mixture out into two dishes. I keep aside and move to the refrigerator to get what to use for the toppings. I pick up the coconut and almond before sauntering back to the slab. I shred the coconut in a hurry and sliced the almonds.

I sprinkle the shredded coconut and almonds on the two plates of potato crust before adding bee pollen and a little honey.

Food is ready, I grin in satisfaction.

boss. I place my boss's food in a tray with a glass of fruit juice

the dining room, going through his phone. The sound of my feet makes my presence known and he glances up

the boss is there waiting for me. It is so unlike him. I always

at how fast I was able to

of myself. I

picking

I stand aside and reply him.

mutters in

smile again without saying anything.

he takes another spoon, I decide to let him be

are you going?" He asks when I take a step

asking me where I

bag so I

while before turning back to

he is inviting me to join the

He looks up again

"I...I ...."

me short. I don't even know what to say and why I am stammering, all in the name of answering

no matter the position the person has. My confidence and pride are way out of the

get it and join me. I

inviting me for the fun of it, he is inviting me because he wants to

this be about? I ask myself. Did I offend him? Is the meal not

not meant

my invitation?" He gaze

"No," I respond sharply.

no leftover?"

is, I

has a cook too." I nod and stand still, wondering why he is acting too nice to

to

running through as I walk slowly to the kitchen to get the other dish. I get there and remove my apron before bringing the food out from the

from the kitchen. I love the kitchen, the interiors, and the availability of unique equipment to make for easy

seat quickly before digging into my food too. I keep eating till I am

him staring