CHAPTER 91
“You can really cook?” Azalea gazed amusingly at Dimitri while he towered over the kitchen counter wearing an apron. She didn’t expect it, and it was hard to picture his tall frame doing kitchen tasks.
Earlier, Dimitri took off his coat, rolled his sleeves up to his elbow, and put on an apron. Azalea didn’t know how to describe his look at that moment. He was so manly to wear the apron, yet he looked comfortable like he was operating the kitchen all his life. He moved with ease even when he was cutting the vegetables and preparing the meat. He was so out-of-place and yet so relaxed at the same time.
Azalea sat on the stool by the kitchen island and watched him prepare everything with ease.
Dimitri glanced at her and winked, “You’ll fall in love with me when you taste my fo
