Chapter 89

Cecilia "All I have is fruit," I said helplessly, gesturing to the plate I'd arranged. Alpha Sebastian's brow smoothed out as he considered the offering, then gave a slight nod of understanding. For a moment, I thought he was going to let it go—but then he pulled out his phone and called for someone to deliver ingredients. Seriously? At this hour? How hungry could he possibly be? By the time the ingredients arrived and I'd finished cooking, it was already 11 PM. To my surprise, Alpha Sebastian ate with obvious enjoyment. Watching him devour the meal I'd prepared, I wondered if I'd been seriously underestimating my culinary skills all this time. Maybe I could give Liam a run for his money—hell, maybe I could even compete for a Michelin star. By 11:45, I was fighting to keep my eyes open. Between yesterday's restless night and that brief afternoon nap, exhaustion was hitting me hard. When we went upstairs and Alpha Sebastian headed toward his office, I didn't bother asking if he needed a