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In the middle of the night, after Conrad drifted off with his arms around me, I couldn't help but slip out to the study. The way he used to whisper Jenny's name in bed, along with the photo albums and love letters I found on his computer, shattered whatever hope I still had. Still, our seven years together meant something. We'd shared too many sweet moments for me to just walk away. I stepped up to the small safe on the desk. It felt like Pandora's box, full of mystery and danger.

Kneeling down, she picked it up and read the title. “THE BOOK OF FORBIDDEN SPELLS.” There was no name of the creator anywhere on the book. Emmeline was not sure who had put the book in there but it was completely locked. The book was locked by a physical lock and a magical spell. She could tell because there was magic heat coming out from it.

I let out a long, shaky breath and leaned against the wall, my heart still pounding. I grabbed my phone and opened W******p. **Me:** Oh my god he just left! Some emergency at work. He’s gone for the day. The package is literally arriving in a few minutes. I can’t believe it. I deleted my account already though… fuck. **HotFantasy88:** Good timing, baby. Breathe. You’re safe now. When the package gets there, take it inside, relax and tell me everything. I’ve got you. Maybe we can figure out a way for you to keep going without the risk.

She pursed her lips, sighed lightly, then said, "No thanks. I can't handle such a big corporation. I should just stick with running the business my mom left me." Yet, mischief glinted in her eyes as she arched her brows. "I only want you. That's enough for me. After all, having you means owning all these things." Lips curving, Spencer looked at her and sardonically praised her without holding back. "Someone's pretty aware of things, huh?" Lucille picked a random book from the shelf. She'd scanned the area earlier and seen that most of the books in this section were foreign. After casually flipping through the pages, she was shocked to learn it was a book on the historical literature of the A

Bima, with his limping leg, stepped toward the Heavenly Spice Flower. He wasn't carrying Indomie. He was carrying the Global Indomie Recipe Book. He knew that to attain purity, he had to show appreciation for purity. He reached the altar. The Heavenly Spice Flower glowed, emitting a gentle aura. The Botanical Zombies roared, several lunging toward Bima, their garden shears glittering. "NOT ON MY WATCH!" Bima screamed. He tore one of the pages out of the Global Indomie Recipe Book. The page displayed the Indomie Balance Attractor Recipe, featuring drawings of flowers and herbs.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

It’s like my own personal heaven. I walk slowly between the rows, dragging my fingers along the spines of the books. Some are new. Some are so old their titles have faded off completely. I find books on werewolf history, on herbs and healing, on the different bloodlines of the kingdom. I even find one that looks like a cookbook, filled with strange ingredients I’ve never heard of. I lose track of time flipping through them, sinking into a worn leather chair near the center of the room. The quiet is peaceful. So different from the chaos outside these walls.

My gaze wandered over the spines, and my heart skipped a beat as I spotted a familiar title nestled between two larger books - my own book, its silver spine glinting in the soft light of the room. As Roxy disappeared into her room, I took the opportunity to explore the rest of the apartment. I wandered into the kitchen area, and my eyes widened in surprise. The kitchen was a culinary paradise, fully stocked with an impressive array of cookware, utensils, and gadgets. Every available surface was adorned with jars of spices, baskets of fresh ingredients, and cookbooks that seemed to span every cuisine imaginable. It was clear that Roxy had a passion for cooking, and that this kitchen was her h

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Original Author ANAMIKA ANA has made this tiny change to cooperate with goodnovel. Author’s note: Hello dear readers! Thanks for reading my book. This story originates from my imagination only and doesn't represent any person or places. If you are a fan of spicy protagonists alongside some action and drama this book may match your taste. Warning: The later chapters in this book have strong mature content. Please read at your own risk.