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Savory Sins

Savory Sins

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When celebrated chef Adrian Knight teams up with enigmatic sommelier Celeste Laurent for an exclusive culinary event, sparks fly faster than pans in a kitchen fire. Their shared passion for exquisite flavors becomes a tantalizing prelude to a deeper, carnal hunger neither can deny. But as secrets simmer beneath the surface, their indulgence threatens to burn everything they've worked for. In a world where precision and control reign supreme, can two fiery souls surrender to their desires without losing themselves-or each other?

Chapter 1 1: A Taste of Fire

Adrian Knight slammed the stainless steel counter with his palm, the metallic clang echoing across the empty kitchen. The prep stations gleamed under fluorescent lights, each surface scrubbed spotless in preparation for tomorrow's high-profile event. The invitation-only dinner promised to be his biggest break yet, a chance to solidify his reputation as a culinary genius. But right now, all he could taste was frustration.

"Where the hell is she?" he muttered, pacing the floor.

Celeste Laurent, the renowned sommelier, was supposed to arrive an hour ago to finalize the wine pairings for his carefully curated menu. Adrian wasn't used to waiting-especially not for someone with a reputation for being difficult.

The door to the kitchen creaked open, and Adrian turned sharply. His breath hitched.

Celeste walked in, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor. Her auburn hair was swept into a loose bun, tendrils framing her sharp cheekbones. She wore a sleek black dress, her emerald eyes scanning the room with the air of someone who owned it.

"You're late," Adrian snapped, crossing his arms over his chest.

Celeste arched an elegant brow, unbothered by his tone. "Punctuality is for amateurs," she replied, her voice smooth and laced with a faint French accent.

Adrian clenched his jaw, refusing to let her rattle him. "We're on a tight schedule. I don't have time for your games."

"Neither do I," she said, setting her leather portfolio on the counter. "Let's get to work, shall we?"

Despite his irritation, Adrian couldn't deny the way his pulse quickened in her presence. There was something magnetic about Celeste-her confidence, her defiance, the way she seemed to command attention without trying. It annoyed him as much as it intrigued him.

"Fine," he said curtly. "Let's start with the amuse-bouche. I'm thinking citrus and fennel to wake up the palate."

Celeste opened her portfolio, revealing a list of wine notes in meticulous handwriting. "A Sancerre, perhaps? Its crisp acidity will complement the citrus without overpowering it."

Adrian nodded begrudgingly. "Not bad."

"Not bad?" she repeated, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Careful, Chef. That almost sounded like a compliment."

He ignored her and moved on to the next course, but the tension between them crackled like static electricity. Each decision-every wine, every ingredient-was a battle of wills. Adrian was used to being in control, but Celeste challenged him at every turn, her sharp tongue keeping him on edge.

As the hours passed, their professional clashes took on an almost flirtatious undercurrent. A casual brush of her hand against his, a lingering glance across the counter. By the time they reached the dessert course, Adrian's irritation had morphed into something else entirely-a smoldering attraction he couldn't ignore.

"Chocolate ganache with a hint of chili," he said, plating a sample. "Rich, decadent, with just enough heat to surprise you."

Celeste tasted the dessert, her eyes fluttering closed as the flavors unfolded on her tongue. Adrian watched, transfixed, as a soft moan escaped her lips.

"Perfect," she murmured, setting down her fork.

His throat went dry. "The wine?"

"A Tawny Port," she said, her voice husky. "Sweet and complex, with a finish as lingering as..." She trailed off, her gaze locking with his.

Adrian swallowed hard, the air between them thick with unspoken desire. He knew this was dangerous-mixing business with pleasure-but he couldn't stop himself.

"Celeste," he said, stepping closer.

She didn't move away. Instead, she tilted her head, her lips curving into a knowing smile. "What is it, Chef?"

His hand brushed against hers, and the contact sent a jolt of electricity through his body. Before he could think better of it, he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss.

Celeste responded instantly, her hands tangling in his hair as she pressed against him. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the heat of their connection. Adrian's control-so carefully maintained in the kitchen-shattered completely.

They stumbled against the counter, their bodies colliding in a frenzy of need. Adrian's hands roamed her curves, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened. Celeste gasped against his lips, her nails digging into his shoulders as she matched his intensity.

The cold metal of the counter bit into Adrian's back as Celeste pushed him down, her dominance both surprising and exhilarating. She straddled him, her dress hiking up to reveal long, shapely legs that he couldn't resist running his hands over.

"This is madness," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.

"Maybe," Adrian said, his voice ragged. "But it feels damn good."

Their passion burned like a wildfire, consuming them both. Every kiss, every touch, every breath was an intoxicating blend of lust and defiance.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathing hard, their clothes disheveled. Adrian stared at her, his mind racing.

"This doesn't change anything," he said, his tone harsher than he intended.

Celeste smirked, her green eyes glittering with amusement. "Of course not, Chef. It's just... a pairing."

Her words stung more than he cared to admit, but he nodded, forcing himself to focus on the task at hand.

As Celeste gathered her things and prepared to leave, Adrian couldn't shake the feeling that their night of indulgence was only the beginning.

And he was right.

Because the next day, everything would unravel.

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