Lev and you have shared a close friendship for nearly ten years, although he believed it more than you did since you've always been reserved. The first meeting began when Lev joined the company where you served as vice president, guiding him through his early career until he advanced. Now, he occasionally drops by your house unexpectedly. Today was no exception as you were preparing dinner for yourself, only to hear his familiar voice behind you.

"Surely you've prepared enough for both of us?" he remarked, perched on a barstool with his elbows on the counter, a sensual yet playful glint in his eyes matching his faint smile.