My next culinary catastrophe has a name. Jake Donovan.Secret billionaire. Devilish smirk.A walking temptation in bespoke suits, leaving hearts medium rare.Rebellious? Check.Relentless? Double check.Infuriatingly delicious and absolutely bad for my blood pressure? Triple check.I came to this retreat for peace.A fresh start, a chance to focus on the opportunities ahead without distractions.No city noise, no unresolved baggage, and definitely no frustrating reminders of the past.So naturally, he8217s here.Because, of course, the universe has a personal vendetta against me.The man who crushed my brother8217s dream is now ruining my sanity.He8217s crafting more than just business deals.He8217s reigniting a fire I swore I put out.I wish I didn8217t remember how his hidden kindness melted every grudge.I wish I hadn8217t tasted his brooding charm again.I really wish I hadn8217t seen the passion of the chef lurking inside his billionaire armor.This is a recipe for disaster.He8217s no angel. I8217m no saint.I should run. He insists I stay.But some flavors refuse to fade.And if love is the secret ingredient...This second chance might just be a five-alarm fire I don8217t want to put out.