Love'n The Kitchen Novels & Stories

So I put on a pair of boxers with a sleeveless white shirt and took my phone to the kitchen. A clatter of cups and spoons makes me assume that Cheryn is still up. When I passed by the living room, I checked by the clock to confirm what time exactly it was and it's ten PM. Not exactly late. I entered the kitchen and someone little was trying to reach for the highest shelf in the refrigerator. Louisa, I think is her name, was on the kitchen stool and still on her tip toes to try and get something in there. This kid is really small, how old is she again ?

Pauline angrily said while gritting her teeth, wishing she could pounce on Loraine and teach her some lesson. However, Loraine sighed and saw that there was no point in keeping up the conversation with her right now. Loraine politely bowed her head and calmly said, “I'll cook right now. Excuse me.” After she said that, she turned around and left, leaving Pauline who was trembling from anger, wishing she could kill Loraine. Kavier turned his gaze at her and happily followed her. “I'll help you! You don't know how to cook!” Aaron, on the other hand, couldn't help but clench his fist as he watched Kavier and Loraine went to the kitchen to cook.

“Very well my lady. Is there anything I can assist you with?” I contemplate Celine's offer a bit before shaking my head, and sending her off with a soft smile. “It's alright, you go see the rest of the workers,” I tell her and she nods, sparing me one last uneasy glance before leaving the kitchen. Once she's gone, I clap my hands and tighten the apron around my waist, taking a cursory glance around the kitchen. The kitchen in the Shield mansion was a sight to behold. It was spacious, with gleaming marble countertops that stretched along the walls, catching the light and reflecting it in a dazzling display. The appliances were all state-of-the-art stainless steel, each one a testament to luxu

As she stepped into the kitchen, she'd be lying if she said that the sight of her soon to be fake husband with an apron tied around his waist as he quietly hummed to whatever song was playing softly somewhere in the speakers around there, plating something, didn't make her stomach flip in the best way possible. Trinity took a moment to appreciate the way his shirt fit perfectly over his broad shoulders, his muscles flexing as he moved with ease in his large kitchen. The place was every chef's wet dream come true, complete with a double door refrigerator and every state of the appliance you could ever require for cooking and baking. Trinity cleared her throat as Dmitri placed their food on th

Since I know that I won’t win this time I just groaned at my husband’s stubbornness We went to our dinner table and eat the dinner I prepared. Warren moaned at the delicious taste of the food I cooked and I smiled secretly everytime he does that. He loves every food that I cook and he always eats all of them not wasting anything. I don’t know how he can still have those muscles when he eats a lot. He suddenly looked up when he noticed me staring at him and I immediately averted my gaze and continued to eat.

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

Now, though, she just felt like an outsider among the crowd that had gathered at his house. "Look, Bella. Everyone's here to celebrate your recovery," Damian said gently. He was about to explain more when a sickly, sweet voice rang out, "Hey, Damian? Where do you store your spices?" He immediately started toward the kitchen. "Hold on. I'm coming! You won't be able to find it on your own even if I tell you, trust me!" he chuckled. "Ugh, rude!" Dakota replied, her tone too cutesy to be anything but flirtatious.

Later that evening, after taking some rest, we wander downstairs to the dining room and almost everyone was gathered there except Kara, she was making dinner for all of us by herself so I decided to help her, I went to the kitchen, and she was surprised seeing me there. "Hello, I thought I could help you with making dinner since you are doing everything by yourself" I clarified. She smiled, "Thank you so much, dear" "So, You make food every day?" I asked. She nodded, "Yeah, I love cooking " After that, we kept talking about numerous things, she is teaching me how to make German food, she is such a sweet lady I like that, I never met my mother but she keeps reminding me of her, it's not givin

On Friday night, I made a full table of simple, homemade dishes. Meatloaf. Barbecue pork ribs. Grilled lamb chops. All the things Harry and Adrian used to love. All labeled as junk food by Larisse. When Harry came home with Adrian and saw the table full of "forbidden" dishes, his face turned green. "Suzy, what's this supposed to mean?" Adrian pinched his nose, his face twisting in disgust. "It's so greasy. Mom, this isn't healthy. You shouldn't be eating this."

Rain said as Daniel nods his head and Rain gives a peek kiss to Daniel's forehead. ~~~ After the two clean up the mess this time Daniel decided to drag Rain with him to a street bar karaoke to enjoy themselves and escape what situation they've just in and just enjoy themselves together. "What are you making?"Rain asked as he peeks at Daniel's work. "I'm trying to make some short story."He said. "What kind of?"Rain asked. "It's about our love."He said as Rain's interest got caught. "What's the title?"He asked. "It's about.."Daniel gives a pause as he gives Rain a kiss on the lips before he continues as he smiled. "Loving Rain.."