Ray's current house^

Ray's POV:

"Hey Chris?" I looked up from my plate to see Chris devouring his serving of lagsania.

"Yup?" He spoke with his mouth full, resulting some bits of food to fly out. Disgusting.

"Do you think that he or she will like the breakfast and lunch which I've made?"

"The one who you're working for? Are you seriously asking me that? Obviously yes! Your cooking is as good as a chef from a five star restaurant." He moaned out loud shamelessly as he stuffed another mouthful of it.

"Good?" I raised my eyebrow at his word jokingly, making him roll his eyes.

"Fine...awesome. Okay? Arrogant ass." He muttered the last part under his breath thinking that I won't hear it but I heard it loud and clear.

"Did you just call me an arrogant ass."

"Yeah. So what are you going to do about it-"

"Lazy pig." The playful spark in his eyes lit up as he smirked widely.

"Irritating monkey."

"Small dick."

"It's not small. Mind you, you cock sucker." He held up his fork in front of me, thinking I'll feel threatened. Like it will even hurt at all. I guess?

"Vagina eater."

"Ah grosss! I'm gay you bird brain!" He shot me a disgusted look as he fake puked.

"Pussy lover."

"Cats are cute so why not?"

"You know I don't mean that pussy."

"Then what do you mean?" He acted innocent as he put his plate into the sink and walked back to my side of the table.

"Choke on a dick would you?" He grinned playfully as he tugged onto the waistband of my boxers.

"Yours? Gladly." Ewwww. No way. Shoving him away quickly, he laughed out loud as he went back to the sink to wash his utensils. He's nuts.

"I'm not nuts. I just love nuts." He winked flirtingly while lying on the huge couch. Did I tell you how big the house is? It's like freaking big and the main house is like a palace!

"Shut up you horny dog. Oh ya! Can you help me create an ad?"

"Sure. For what?"

"Cooking/Baking lessons. At this house, on every Saturday, 9-11am, $60 per month. Minimum 5 to start."

"Seems like you've had it all planned out. Okay. I'll get it done before dinner."

"Thanks."

"By the way, you on for tomorrow night? Same place same time?"

"Sure. Why not. Now I just need to think what to cook for tonight..."

"Cook your specialty then! I mean, $300 for 3 meals! Lobster pasta...and macaroons?"

"Lobster pasta is ok but macaroons may be too sweet to take after the meal...maybe custard tarts with lemom zest. Sweet, light and tangy at the same time."

"Mhmmm yes please! Those custard tarts are the best! Make sure to make extras!" He groaned out as he remembered the taste of the tarts. I made it for him before and he always wanted more but I wouldn't, unless...I want something from him.

"Ok ok. Then I'll go out now to buy the ingredients."

"Can you get fruit loops and ketchup for me?!" He shouted from the stairs as he climbed up with ease.

"Fruit loops, yes. Ketchup, no." His face contorted to one of horror when I said no ketchup. Ketchup goes well with most things but definitely not fruit loops.

"What?! I need my ket-" Closing the door in his face, I turned on my engine before speeding down the road.

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Just a touch of basil leaves and... "Done!" I look at my dishes satisfied as I heard Chris running downstairs. Seems like he's done too.

"I'm done! Here! How is it?" Nodding with approval, he whooped before dashing to the fridge for a tart.

"This is heaven!" He moaned as he savoured the flavours. "You should set up your own shop, Ray."

"I did and look what happened."

"That's just a one time thing. With your awesome skills, you can surely earn a lot."

"If you've forgotten, I still have this job here and I should be going now before the food turns cold. Yours is on the table. You can start first."

"Its alright. I prefer eating together. Now go quickly." He grins cutely as he shooed me out.

Taking a tray, I place the plates of pasta and tarts onto it before walking out carefully to pass it to Joey, the butler of the main house who is like younger than me by 5 years.

"Here you go." He nodded gratefully as he took the tray from me.

"Thank you Ray. The Master is really pleased with your cooking till now. He said to keep up the good work. By the way, it's the first time he ever praised the cook. You must be really good."

"Thanks. I'm glad that he likes it. I have made lemon custard tarts so I can give you some later if you want." His eyes lit up like a child's making my heart thump.

"Yes please. I'll like to try your skills. Thank you Ray. Sorry but I have to go now, I'll pop by to get them later." Joey smiled warmly before walking back into the house professionally with the tray in his hand.

The 'master' must be glad he has such a great butler like him. Good food, good life, full of riches, what else would he even need?

Dimitri's POV:

"Here you go Master." He place the tray in front of me before standing next to the door.

"Thank you." I turned to look at the tray to see a steaming plate of pasta and a plate of creamy tarts. They look amazing.

"What would you like to drink, Master?" Pointing to my shelve of English teas, he nodded without hesitation, understanding what I wanted.

Having a mouth of the delicious looking pasta, I swear I had an orgasm in my mouth. The explosion of flavours blends perfectly together. The lobster meat is juicy and cooked to perfection, neither undercooked or overcooked. This is like version 2.0 of my mum's lobster pasta. Sorry mum, somone just won you in cooking.

"Here you go Master. Camomile tea."

"Is this cooked by the same cook?"

"Yes Master. The meals are prepared by the same cook."

"What's his name again?" I can't remember names well.

"Ray." Oh yeah. That's the name.

"Tell my mum that he's a keeper. Make sure that she does not sack him without my permission."

"Yes, Master."

"You may go now."

"Thank you Master. Enjoy your meal." Bowing slightly, he turned and walked out of the dining hall, leaving me alone to my thoughts.

Ray...I wonder how he looks like.