I followed Emilio’s instructions and opened up a large door leading into a chef's kitchen. It was absolutely amazing, a type of kitchen a girl could dream of.
The cabinets were a champagne color, with a huge island in the middle with white marble countertops that matched the floor.
A couple boxes of pizza sat in the middle of that island, peaking my interest even more.
I searched through the boxes, settling on a slice of cheese pizza. I didn’t even bother heating it up, it wasn’t that old.
I leaned over the counter as I ate the room temperature slice of cheese pizza. It honestly wasn’t that bad, I was too hungry to complain.
The door to the kitchen opened up, revealing Emilio.
He was wearing a white tee and a pair of black jogger sweatpants. I couldn’t help but stare at the lar
