Chapter 1 : One Night Only
Another stupid party.
Shinomiya Kojiro breathed in deeply and let out a huge sigh. He drummed his fingers on the bar top as he sat there, seeming to be in his own little world. He managed to dodge a few ladies who desperately tried to throw themselves at him a few minutes ago. He was getting impatient at the lone bartender who was dealing with about twenty drink orders at the same time. How hard was it to give him a glass of whiskey? It must have been about ten minutes already and he grew more peeved by the minute.
A woman with long brown hair squeezed herself in between the tipsy guests crowding over the bar. "Excuse me!" she cried, trying her best to get to the front. "Really, just get a drink and go, please!" she rolled her eyes.
Finally making it to the front, she took a breath and stabilized her hands on the counter top. "A gin and tonic." she requested, putting her pointer up to the bartender. He didn't seem to hear her. "A gin and tonic, please!" she repeated, hoping he would hear her this time.
Making her way into the crowd resulted into disheveling her long, brown hair. She ran her fingers through it and flipped a few strands back. She then smoothed out her tight, red, mini dress. "Geez," she mumbled as she looked at the bartender who was still struggling to take orders.
She looked left and right before pushing a few glasses off the counter top. She grabbed a napkin and wiped the drops of liquid on the counter before carelessly discarding it. Then, she turned around and pushed herself up over the counter, kicking her heels in the process. Nobody seemed to notice what was happening, except for the coral-haired chef who was just a bar stool away from her. She was able to notice him staring at her. To which, she just smirked and placed a finger on her lips, as if to say that what she was doing was a secret.
From behind the bar, she grabbed the bottle of gin and a can of tonic. She placed it in front of him, when she stopped and thought about her audience. The brunette turned to him and placed a hand on her hip. "Can I get you anything?" she asked.
"Well, whiskey, neat." he replied. He might as well take advantage of the situation while she was there.
She grabbed a bottle of the finest whiskey on display and placed it in front of him. "Knock yourself out." she said and skilfully pushed herself up and over the bar top again.
"No glass?" he quipped.
She sighed and rolled her eyes at him. "Ungrateful bastard." she smirked and reached behind the bar for a clean glass. "You're welcome." she added sarcastically.
The brunette then grabbed her heels and quickly placed them back on her feet. When she looked up, she was surprised to see the chef holding out the bottle of gin and can of tonic out for her. She took it from him, "Thank you."
She nodded her head and walked away slowly, but then turned back and called out, "Hey, how long do you want to sit around here with all these drunken nitwits?"
She walked in a straight line, her hips swaying back and forth seductively as her tight dress did justice to accentuating her reasonably good looking backside. Kojiro couldn't help but take a quick glance at this as he walked behind her with his bottle of gin. "Where on earth are we going?' he finally asked, trying to distract himself from the naughty thoughts in his head.
"Somewhere more quiet." she simply replied. "What should I call you?"
He hesitated at first to say his name. In the past, he didn't even need an introduction. It was refreshing to hear someone still ask such a rare question. But with his shock, he was also a bit insulted that this girl did not know who he was. He was Shinomiya Kojiro, of course. The Pluspol award winning chef. He was brilliant, extremely attractive, and wealthy. Every man and woman was throwing themselves at him at the party. How could she not notice? How could she be so ignorant?
"Just to let you know, I know who you are." she stopped and turned to him. "I mean, I just think its polite of me to ask."
Keeping the same, stoic expression on his face, he replied, "Shinomiya Kojiro."
"Nice to meet you," she said with a smile. "Yamamoto Bella. Call me Bella."
He didn't show much interest at this, so she just turned around and continued walking. A minute later, they finally wound up at the rooftop patio of the hotel. "Ah, here we are," she declared, balancing the can and bottle with one arm and pushing the door open with another. "The best view of the city and the best way to get away from all the drunk perverts."
"You say that, and yet, you've worn such a revealing dress." he pointed out.
She placed down the liquor on a table. "The way I dress doesn't give you the right to take advantage of me." there was a hint of agitation in her voice.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that with me." he affirmed, taking a seat and pouring in the whiskey in a glass.
"I know." she answered and joined him. She opened the bottle of gin and can of tonic. Since she did not bother bringing a glass with her, she basically took a swig of the alcohol and used the tonic as a chaser. Kojiro was surprised with her lack of refinement.
"So, chef, what brings you here to this party?" she asked, intently looking at his amber eyes.
"To show respect to Totsuki."
"My, my, how very noble of you."
It was the New Year's Eve party of the Totsuki International Group. All the notable alumni of the school were invited, that included Shinomiya and his friends, Hinako, Donato, and Mizuhara. However, at one point in the party, some of them were getting pretty tipsy and annoying that Kojiro decided to leave them and find his own peace. He just wasn't in the mood to mingle, especially since he was getting pissed off at all the desperate ladies who kept coming up to him.
They sat in silence, drinking and taking in the cool, night air. It was nice to get away from all the chaos. As much as Kojiro cherished the silence, his couldn't contain his curiosity. "What's your business here?"
Bella smirked at his question. She was glad she finally sensed his interest in her. "I'm Chef Donato's sous chef. I'm here with him."
He was a little surprised at this information. He hadn't noticed them come in together. Moreover, Donato didn't even bother to introduce her earlier. An attractive woman like her, he guessed that his friend must have been dating her. "And you just left your boyfriend?" he asked.
She stifled laughter. "Boyfriend? Are you serious? He's my boss."
"And so?"
"Well, is there an unwritten code of conduct that sous chefs are automatically required to date their supervisors?"
He smirked at her ferocity. "Touché."
She checked her slim wristwatch. "Oh, it's almost time." she exclaimed, jumping out of her seat. Bella walked excitedly to the ledge. She looked back at him and waved her hand, inviting him over. "Come on,"
"I'm fine." he said, keeping himself in his seat.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Fine, whatever," she answered and turned to the sky. "Five, four, three, two, one." she whispered to herself and on cue, a booming sound erupted as the multi-colored fireworks took over the night sky.
Bella clasped her hands together and smiled. She had been waiting for this the entire year. "You're a fan of fireworks?" Kojiro asked, as she was surprised to find him standing behind her.
Without looking at him, she replied, "Pretty much."
"I thought children were the only ones who got excited about them." he mocked.
"I thought children were the only ones who got cranky at this hour." she retorted, keeping her hazel eyes on the view.
He was half amused, half pissed at her reply. "You've got a lot of nerve, don't you?"
"You can thank me for that bottle of whiskey by shutting up and letting me enjoy this moment."
"What a brat." he commented.
"Tsk," Bella spat. "You really are ungrateful, aren't you?" she turned to him with a hand on her hip.
He took a step forward with the glass of whiskey and raised it to her. "Thank you."
A smirked etched on her lips as she grabbed the glass and took a sip. She turned back to the fireworks. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you said 'thank you'. Wouldn't want to tarnish your intense reputation now, would we?"
She could hear his voice loud and clear from a few inches away. "What else can you keep a secret?" Kojiro asked.
Bella turned and found his eyes wandering about her figure. "I'm great at keeping my mouth shut, chef." her voice thick and heavy at the title.
No words were needed as they've both already understood their body language. His hands landed on the small of her back as he pulled her close. Maybe it was the number of glasses of whiskey he's had. Perhaps it was also just the fact that she was the most exciting thing he's seen all night. Whatever it was, he felt like playing around. If ever this girl was just another fan waiting for an exposé about their one night affair, he would easily be able to ignore it. Nobody would believe a commoner compared to a superstar like him.
Kojiro leaned in and kissed her. His tongue licked hers, begging for entrance as she kissed him with just as much fervor. Her hands settled on his hair, running through them gently as he pulled her in tighter to his body. "Mmm," she moaned into the kiss. This sent out a signal to the chef that she was ready for more. He then moved his lips away from hers and slid them to her neck, nipping, kissing and licking as she kept letting off sounds of satisfaction.
Her hands travelled to the buttons of his dress shirt. She started to loosen a few just so she's able to place her hand on his bare chest. As she did this, his hands traveled down to her bottom. He felt it up, basking in the satisfaction of feeding his curiosity from just staring at it earlier.
As the sounds of the fireworks died down, Bella's common sense suddenly kicked in. "Your place or mine?" she whispered to him, her breath hot and heavy in his ear.
"Mine." he simply replied.
Kojiro unlocked the door and pulled her inside his hotel room. The minute the door clicked to lock itself, he pinned her to the wall and continued to shower her with kisses. She motioned to slide off his coat, and he searched for the zipper of her dress. They moved onto the bed, not keeping their hands and lips away from each other.
"Chef," she called. There was something sexy about the way she said it. Perhaps it was the fact that he felt more in command whenever she moaned the title to him.
"Mmm," he answered, his lips still on her skin as he was sliding her dress off.
"Get me a drink." she demanded.
He was taken aback by her command. He stood up and said, "Shouldn't you be the one getting me a drink?"
She kissed his torso before answering, "I'm a sous chef, not a slave."
He huffed and just decided to fulfil her request. Anyway, he was thirsty as well. A few seconds later, he came in with two drinks.
"Thank you." she said, taking the drink from him.
He sat next to her. As he sipped on his whiskey, his hand trailed her back, drawing circles as he enjoyed feeling her soft skin against his fingers. "How long have you been with Donato?"
"A year now." she answered, taking a huge swig of her drink. "We met each other in Italy over the summer, and he invited me to work for him back in Tokyo."
"Are you from Italy?"
She took a quick side glance at him and finished her drink. After setting it down on the table, she then positioned her legs over him, straddling his waist. "No personal questions, chef." she said and reached out her hand to take his glass. "May I?"
He reached up and placed a kiss on her lips before letting her discard the glass. Kojiro laid back and allowed himself to marvel at this mysterious woman. Her voluptuous figure was accentuated by her lacy red underwear. But more importantly, it was her personality that made her much more attractive. Everything she did was nonchalantly taken into consideration. There were no strings, no headaches, and most of all, nothing personal; just the way he liked it. He surely would enjoy this night after all.
Bella slid off his shirt and started grazing her lips on his neck. Her lips curved up in delight when she heard him let out deep sighs and grunts. She moved back to kiss him on the lips, biting and teasing as she allowed her hips to brush back and forth his pelvis. The foreplay was enjoyable, but he was already feeling his arousal, and he wanted to let things move quicker. He guided her hands to his belt, giving her permission to undress him. She chuckled at his impatience.
"Getting impatient now, are we?" she hummed into his ear as she pressed her pelvis more against his.
He grunted and flipped her over, letting her be underneath him. Kojiro looked at her and became intoxicated with the sight of her disheveled hair, wide hazel eyes, and half opened lips. She started to unbuckle his belt as she reached for his lips. And then she felt him kicking off his pants after she loosened them.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
The sound of a phone ringing broke her concentration. There was no mistaking it, it was definitely her cellphone. Kojiro didn't mind it though, as Bella pulled herself up to look around the room in search for it. He continued by reaching for the lock of her brassiere to unhinge it.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Sorry," she said, putting a hand on his chest.
He grunted in annoyance, just as he was able to unhook her intimates. She covered her chest and grabbed her phone, pushing the call button to answer, "Yes, Chef?"
Kojiro looked away and felt a little disappointed upon hearing her use the title with another person. He liked hearing her say it to him, but he forgot he wasn't the only one she had to use it with. He knew exactly whom she was talking to and he made a mental note to punch his friend the next time they saw each other. How dare he disturb them at this time.
Bella ended the call and gathered her clothes, dressing up quickly. "Donato needs me. Sorry about that." she said.
He walked over to her and pinned her against the wall. "We're not done here." he hissed, kissing and nibbling her collarbone area.
"I know," she nonchalantly replied, unfazed by his actions. "But I'm being called. You know how it is." she reminded as she slid her fingers down over his boxers, running through his hardness. He shuddered a bit at the contact. "I'll take care of that next time." she told him with a wink and slipped under him.
"You're seriously going to leave right now?" he exasperatingly ran his fingers through his hair. "God, you're a tease."
"Duty calls." she simply replied, zipping up her dress.
She grabbed her things and prepared to walk out the door. "Nice meeting you, chef." she said, grabbing the door knob. "Let's do this again...if you'll have me."
Bella didn't even wait for him to react or even give a response as she exited the room. She wasn't interested in knowing what he had to say, because for her, the mission was over. She got into an elevator and exited on the 7th floor. She walked the hallways, looking for a particular room, until she stopped and knocked three times.
"Bella," Hinako greeted, as she opened the door.
"I'm back." she said, entering the room.
Before her were Kojiro's three friends, sitting in the living room area of the hotel suite as they sipped on various liquids. Mizuhara was chugging down water, trying to sober up from all the alcohol she was drinking. Hinako was drinking tea. Donato, her boss, was still nursing a glass of liquor.
"How did it go?" Donato asked.
She took a seat next to Mizuhara. "I guess it went well...hopefully."
"Would you like some tea or a glass of scotch?" Hinako offered.
The brunette waved her hand. "No more liquor, please. I've already taken a lot with your friend. Tea would be just fine."
Hinako turned to the kitchen and got to work in preparing the tea. "So, where did you end up?" Mizuhara asked.
"His room, actually. We were kind of in the middle of something when you called." a flush streamed across her cheeks as she looked at her boss.
Donato chuckled in delight. "And then?"
"I left him hanging, just as you said I should. You called at the right time as well."
"No way!" Hinako laughed as she placed the tea cup down.
"You guys, is it really okay that we're messing with Kojiro like this?" Mizuhara grew concerned.
"He deserves it!" Hinako crossed her arms over her chest. "Kojiro's been too much of a grouch lately. It's payback time."
"I don't know where you guys are getting at with this, really." Bella commented, taking a sip of herbal tea. "I mean, a lot of women have been throwing themselves at him during the party. For all we know, he could be calling someone right now to take care of his 'business' since I didn't."
"Or, you know...he could just be sadly jerking himself off." Mizuhara pointed out and the entire room burst out laughing.
"Such crude humor," Bella commented at her seniors. "I can't believe you guys are actually having a ball at this."
Donato stood up and reach out his hand out to his sous chef. "Great job, Bella." he said as he shook her hand. "If there's anything we know about our friend, Kojiro, is that he hates not getting what he wants."
"It's torture for him, really." Hinako added.
"And you leaving at such a crucial time…" Donato chuckled. "That was horrible, not for you, but for him."
Bella ran her fingers through her hair. "Chef, you better give me a bonus for this." she jested.
"Let's see how pissed off Kojiro is tomorrow when he sees you with Donato." Hinako tried to stifle her laughter.
"You really love to push his buttons, huh?" Bella pointed out.
"It's not everyday that we get to do so." Mizuhara commented.
"And that dress, Bella," Donato gazed at his sous chef, "Bellissima," he praised, blowing a kiss towards her.
"Kojiro loves a woman in red," Hinako chimed in. "We've always known deep down he was such a pervert too."
Bella sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. I guess it was pretty normal for friends to play trick on one another. At first, she felt offended when she was asked to do such a task. But then, she was always someone who was up for a little bit of fun. With just a tiny bit of reluctance, she decided to give into their request. She had no regrets, though. It's been a while since she's been touched by a man anyway.
As the four of them laughed and exchanged stories about the world-renowned chef they have just fooled, little did they know that Shinomiya Kojiro was on his way to their room.
Author's Note:First Shinomiya story! If you love naughty fiction, this might be for you! Hahaha. Leave me some love in the reviews? Merry Christmas!