Mated to Three Handsome Nightmares
A maid entered, pushing a cart with trays of steaming food, seafood drenched in spicy sauce, surrounded by vibrant vegetables and slices of exotic fish that looked like they’d just been caught.
"Lunch is served," the maid said softly, setting the dishes on the small table beside the window.
"Thank you," Kira said, and the maid quietly exited.
The scent hit my nose, and my stomach growled audibly. I blushed, and Kira chuckled.
"Go on, eat. You’re probably starving."
"I am."
We sat at the table together. I picked at a golden slice of fish, savoring the rich, tangy taste before looking over at the book still sitting beside Kira’s seat.
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