Pedro wasn't just good-looking; he was also a kind and polite person, unlike my boss who was often quiet and moody, as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. "Thank you," I said as I sat down. "By the way, thank you for helping me in the kitchen earlier."

"Don't worry," he said with a smile on his face, trying to charm my innocent heart.

I admired him even more, and my infatuation with him made it hard for me to think about anything else. My mind went blank, and all I could do was stare at him. He could cook, bake, and captivate me with...