Love'n The Kitchen Novels & Stories

I said. The kitchen inside was everything I loved — rustic and beautiful, filled with light and old-world charm. The counters were made of polished wood, the cabinets painted a soft cream, and the open shelves held jars of preserves and dried herbs. A huge cast-iron skillet hung by the stove, and the scent of fresh basil and earth filled the air.

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

she tells me before rushing over to Malachi, who was freshly showered in a clean Armani suit and jumps into his arms. We chuckle at her cuteness as we head downstairs to the kitchen. I freeze in the doorway when I see my bestfriend straddling some unknown man at the kitchen table. I hear Malachi sigh in annoyance before saying loudly "Not in my fuckin kitchen!! If anyone will be having sex in this kitchen it will be me" Jack squeals in surprise almost falling on the floor whereas his friend only replies in broken English "Sorry boss. Can't help it. He cute." Malachi just rolls his eyes muttering angry words in another language before handing angel to me as he starts pulling out food for us.

CHAPTER 12 SOFIA Sophia stood in the kitchen with her parents, the aroma of freshly cooked breakfast filling the air. Her mom was expertly flipping pancakes, while her dad was setting the table. Sophia smiled as she cracked eggs into the skillet, feeling grateful for these quiet morning moments with her family. The warmth and love in the kitchen was palpable, and Sophia felt at peace. As she watched her parents work together, she couldn't help but think about her own relationships and the people who brought joy to her life. Little did she know, her thoughts would soon drift to Ethan and the complicated feelings she had for him.

"I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared." "Okay?" "He was sick and needed money for a kidney transplant. Because of how much I loved him, I emptied my account just so I could gather up the money needed for the transplant. I took a loan from my boss to complete the money, only for me to discover that he wasn't sick and he needed the money to cater for his wife and son he hid in another state." "My God, how did you get to know?" "All thanks to Mr. Ethan, he said he knew that Vincent didn't love me but was only using me to get money."

“Blake’s mother.” Amelia stared at her, the realization settling in. Blake’s mother had been best friends with her own mother? That meant— Oh, God. Blake’s mother knew her mother. As if reading her thoughts, Evelyn laughed lightly. “Come inside, dear. We have a lot to talk about.” She ushered Amelia into the house, and if Amelia had been impressed by the exterior, the inside was even more stunning. The foyer was vast, with high ceilings and a chandelier that glittered like a cascade of diamonds. The floors were polished marble, reflecting the soft, golden lighting that filled the space. A grand staircase curved elegantly upward, leading to what looked like a second-floor balcony overlooking

She knows she will do everything for her. "Are you okay?" Chris asked her when she stayed quiet. She looked around in her room. It was quite big and he likes its design. The color green paint makes the room lively. She seems to really love her mother's garden and he adores her more. "Yes, I just feel sad when I think I'll leave this house because I'll have my own family." "Don't think about that yet, I'm just here and I'll wait until you're ready." He pulled her close to him and hugged her tight. He wants to make her feel his entire love for her.

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

Derek said dramatically. Shirley, ignoring Khan's protests, brought a spoon to his mouth, offering him a bite despite his thrashing and whining. "Open wide," she insisted. "I don't want it!" Khan protested, grabbing Derek's shirt and leaning forward to wipe his mouth on it. Quickly, Shirley slipped a paper napkin between Khan's mouth and Derek's shoulder, saving Derek's fancy shirt from any mess. Laughter filled the room as our lively family breakfast continued with its usual mix of chaos and joy.

So, I ended up promising to buy him a meal next time. Later, I found out through Professor Tate that cooking was Leo's hobby. Apparently, he often shared his meals with other seniors, too. It turned out he didn't have family or friends here, which was why he invited me that night. I didn't want to pry into something so personal, so I left it at that. Time slipped by, and before I knew it, the day had come for Christopher and me to finalize our divorce. I waited outside the courthouse for an hour before he finally showed up.