Novel & Cerita Lust Sweetener

I asked lifelessly. "Yes, Josh!" she replied with a wide smile. I took the cupcakes from her, and then I handed them to Ramil, who was beside me, surprising him. "Bro, you should have given this to me later—" Ramil whispered to me, but I cut him off. "I don't like sweets," I said bluntly to the girl in front of me. Her expression changed abruptly again from surprise to softening, and a sweet smile returned to her lips. "Sorry, I didn't know. You don't like sweets, but you always accept everything I gave to you. You appreciate everything I do," she said to me.

He gave a judgement. Less sugar? Really? I added 5 whole Cups of sugar and he found it less? What was he? A sugar-craving monster? Everyone in the table laughed at it. "That's Lavi, bro. She puts one spoon sugar, where two is needed. We have grown accustom of it, you too will." This Vansh! He was being too vocal. I controlled the urge to fill his mouth with those less-sugared Emartis. ____

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm thrilled to introduce you to euphorix, the revolutionary new product from the Sovian Group. The breakthrough sweetener is not only a game changer for the beverage industry but also a potential gold mine for Brown's co-operation." She highlighted the benefits of euphorix, emphasizing its unique properties and the timely advantage it offered amidst the rising price of sugar. "Imagine being able to sweeten your beverages with a product that's not only cheaper but also fifty percent more profitable than sugar. It's a win-win situation!" she announced enthusiastically before taking her seat. The room fell silent and all eyes were moved to me, waiting for my response. Af

"Do you know about Lucas's preference? Do you know how sweet he likes his coffee to be?" Corinne shook her head honestly. "I don't. It's my first day on the job today, so I still don't know my boss' habits!" Rosie rolled her eyes at Corinne with disgust. "If I wasn't afraid you'll get the coffee wrong and make Lucas upset, I wouldn't have told you! Listen carefully. Lucas has a sweet tooth. Ten cubes of sugar and two capsules of creamer have to be added to his coffee every time. Got it?"

Victor looked down at me with that dark hungry smile, his eyes roaming over my naked body like he owned every inch of it. He brought his wet fingers up to his mouth and sucked them clean right in front of me, his tongue sliding over them slowly. “Fuck, you taste sweet, Lila. That pussy is dripping like it knows it belongs to me tonight.” I swallowed hard, my throat dry even though my mouth was watering for some reason. My voice came out shaky when I finally spoke. “Victor… that was… I shouldn’t have let you do that. We have to stop before someone comes looking for us.”

After that, you got dead drunk and cried the entire way home. [That was when I knew you would never get over her.] [Luckily for you, she came back.] [Ethan, if you two get back together, you’ll restore my faith in love.] I froze. The sweet chocolate in my mouth suddenly tasted bitter. I did not have a sweet tooth, but I specifically loved this brand of chocolate. It was all because Ethan used two pieces of chocolate from this brand to win my heart three years ago. Back then, he was chased out of his house with nothing to his name and struggled to build a company from scratch.

This fucking Demigod looked like he had just walked out of a magazine. I had always wondered how he'd look while naked. Sorry, us. And here we were, clothes ripped off and ready for sin. “You'd be my stepsister in a few weeks, don't you care?” I shook my head quickly, almost like cutting him off. “No, I don't.” “This is forbidden.” He pressed a smirk on his lips. He wasn't just interrogating me, he wanted to know the level of my desperation—how eager I was for this. “Rotten Fruit tastes sweetest,” I mentioned, grinning like an idiot. “Soren, now I don't care about fucking taboos.”

I sweetened it not with sugar, but with the anticipation of sugar. The Literalizer hovered closer, its beams scanning my bowl. Its display flashed: [ANALYSIS: SUSPENSION OF FINE PARTICULATES IN LIPID MATRIX. SWEETENER: UNDETECTABLE. PROCESS: INEFFICIENT. CONCLUSION: NON-NUTRITIVE.] “It doesn’t understand,” I whispered, pouring the batter into a pan. “It can’t taste the question.” We put our creations together on a central table. The Roux of Regret swirled with grey and gold. The Broth of Unanswered Questions steamed with geometric uncertainty. My cake sat there, smelling profoundly of curiosity.

"Even if you can't have children anymore, we can always adopt. I'll treat the child as my own." If I hadn't heard his cruel words earlier, I might have been deceived by his convincing act. I shook my head defiantly. "It's different…" After I eventually calmed down, he brought over a food container and said, "Selene, have some. I made this soup myself. You used to love it." Staring blankly into the distance, I numbly swallowed the soup he fed me. Just then, his phone chimed with a notification, and he picked it up without hesitation.

“I mean if you want.” I glanced at the pastries and then her. I picked one up and took a cautious bite. It was warm, soft and unexpected teddy sweet. “You mentioned there were no added sugar?” Isabella nodded. “Yes, no added sugar. Just some crashed apples and dates.” She said with a wide smile on her face. I took another bite, slower this time and looked at Ms. Lulu to confirm if Isabella's claims were true. She nodded with a little smile tugged around her lips.