Mikasa Lemons Novels & Stories

Misaki kept stuffing her mouth with the fish, and even though it was hot, it was hard for her to talk, she kept stuffing her mouth. Mitaka was stunned, but he knew that Misaki didn't understand the meaning of her question, but he knew that Monica's technique must already belong to the category of secret arts in the culinary world, so Misaki's words already belong to asking about other people's business secrets and family background, although, he knew that Misaki didn't mean that, nor she had a brain to think about it, but he knew very well that her question was very rude.

" Really?" " Yes! Just call me Jasmin, that's my code name but if you want to see our faces you can't. Each of my colleagues here has a code name too. And our chief was Sapphire. So far you haven't seen her here. She is on vacation now. We wear a mask or face mask because that is the only barrier to covering our personalities. Oh, are you now happy because I already answered your questions?" He laughed again. "Really?" He said in a sarcastic tone. "Very superficial reason. Let me out of here. I'm getting bored here."

Jessica is in tears and I have shown her each item inside the fridge, but we cannot find her ‘Water Mai Mai’. “What are you girls doing?” Jonas asks and I turn. My expression stunned. He is wearing a crisp dark blue suit, which fits him perfectly, Odd considering that it belongs to Mikolaj. He has Jessica’s dress in his hand. “You are going alone, you know that, Right?” “WATER MAI MAI!” Jessica screams again and I wince. Jonas leans into the open fridge to pick up a half cut lemon. “This is what she is asking.” I sigh and Jessica jumps. I showed her the lemon, but she was busy crying instead of paying attention.

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She stopped stirring, slowly dropping the bowl and dusting her hands on her apron. She bowed her head and wrung her wrist as she struggled to speak up. “What's going on here?” I cut in with a sharp tone, glaring at the maid on their knees. Lena had flour covered all over her bodies while the maids watched her like a spectacle when it was their job to work. They froze and trembled to speak up. “G… good… morning,” she spoke up, nervous and faint. “Is anyone going to answer my question?” I thundered.

Eros threatened with a deep tone. "Touch a single hair on Keisha's body, I dare you," he added to his sentence as he menacingly glared at the man. "Who the fuck even are you?" Eros asked with a raised eyebrow and the man in front of him turned to his wife with a curious look. Keisha just shrugged at Daimon. "Ah, so you haven't told him," he concluded with a sigh. He stood up from the couch and walked to the desk. They're currently inside his office and when he reached his desk, he opened the locked drawer. He grabbed the fox mask that he always wore during his assassinations and threw it across the room toward Eros. He caught it mid-air and started inspecting it.

It made me wonder just who she really is. I was literally gaping at the interior of the place, fascinated by how soundproofed it was. I could no longer hear any of the blasting music. Looking forward, I realized that there was now some distance between myself and Lady Misaki, as I had been too busy gaping at everything. I watched her grab a flute of champagne from a masked female, who was in nothing but tiny, see-through lingerie.

My mouth watered when I saw all the fresh fruit and cream stuffed crêpes. ‘Nice to see you here, Zayka’ Lyosha breathed into my ear popping up out of nowhere. I jumped in surprise and he smiled at me. He had tied his hair up in a messy man bun, he hadn’t shaved in a few days and his deep blue eyes seemed to stare right into my soul. ‘Care to join me for lunch?’ he asked. Not waiting for my answer he motioned to the clerk that he was ready to order. ‘What would you like?’ he asked with a heart melting smile showcasing his perfectly straight white teeth. I stuttered my order to the clerk, ordering a strawberry and cream stuffed crêpe while Lyosha ordered a banana and chocolate one. He handed