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I can see that there are many foods to be cooked aJef’'s kitchen seems to be a market with all the ingredients you’ll need for cooking. I cooked immediately because I am so focused cooking… with heart of course. I am doing all things with heart… not mad because it would be a disaster if you are doing it not in mood. WARNING: Hi Readers! Please don’t unlock the succeeding chapters. I need to edit some grammatical errors and please do understand. If this note has been removed, you may now continue! Thank you and have a happy new year! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update)

As bad as Calistha was when it came to the kitchen, that woman shouldn't be causing the mess she used to. In the kitchen, Aiden was slightly amazed by the kitchen which now looked different. Every corner in the kitchen is now filled with small notepads that contain descriptions of each spice. Then there were some rather large pieces of paper on the kitchen wall that contained recipes. Aiden pulled the corner of his lips slightly to the right to smile. Even though it wasn't the kind of smile that was sincere, not even a big smile, but at least Aiden had smiled. It was rare, if not impossible, for a sniper like him to smile. His cold, fierce face was far more useful for bluffing his damn foes

I bought some new bedding and some throw pillows for the room. I would have stopped there but I passed the kitchen section and the sterile kitchen popped into my head. Yes, he had everything a chef could need to make food but it was more gray countertops, white walls, and black cabinets. It felt like the kitchen of Patrick Bateman. A set of rustic canisters set out before me, old style with some fruit on them like you’d see in some Nonna's house.

I bet you would no doubt hunt for Nixx too. Lykon: *chuckles* someone's learning something about using the only weapon you have as retort. Me: Learnt from the best. I smirk smugly. I search the kitchen cupboards until i find the recipe book. Lykon: Hmm, what do we have there? He asks, earning an eye roll from me. Lykon: A cooking book? Would you look at that? I have a feeling this will be an epic 'love story'. This is only the start and I must say, you're doing good, mate.

She still intended to clear the air and call out the games he played, interfering in her life and forcibly involving even the people she interacted with - Atlas had lied. The kitchen was far more spacious than she would have expected from any condo unit, but maybe that was just the optical illusion presented by the gorgeous granite-top island counter in the middle of it. And even more gorgeous were the plates situated on top of that kitchen island, all covered with stainless steel dome lids similar to the ones that she had always used to serve the patrons back at La Dolce Vita. Jia couldn't even see what was under them, but it didn't matter. Another wave of mixed aromas floated her way, and

I told him as I was dragging him along their hallway. No one speaks between us as we walk. “Uh.. Lucifer?” “What?” “Where’s your kitchen?” “Stupid.” “Hehehe…” He removed my grip on his hand and held mine instead. Does it mean that we’re okay now? (_ _) Maybe I’m just having false hopes. After a very long walk, we finally arrived inside a huge white-washed room filled with different kitchen utensils which are usually used for baking. The centerpiece light hanging from the ceiling made it more elegant and dashing to look at. It has a butcher block island, viking ovens, a brick oven and at least, five sinks.

Saying this she left the kitchen. RK saw her leaving from behind and pursed his lips and clenched his fists. Sohu's words made RK serious which made the kitchen environment too serious. Now no one was talking in the kitchen, only Jenny and Kunal were talking about food that how to do this and that? Almost an hour later, they cooked dishes, they cooked parathas(shallow fry roti or flatbread) and veg biryani, cooked two to three varieties of vegetables with omelet and egg curry, and kheer for dessert which cooked by Kunal

It was my sexy contribution to the outfit. I could be a sex kitten if I wanted. Still trying to decipher Nox's culinary skills, I slid my stocking feet along the hallway and quietly entered the kitchen. For only a moment, I stood in the doorway and watched as Nox stared down at the stovetop with a spatula in his hand. His protruding brow and clenched jaw told me that whatever he was cooking was receiving his full attention. It was completely out of character and surprisingly arousing. Sneaking up behind him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and peered around his body. "Grilled cheese?" I laughed. "That's your culinary skill, the reason you cancelled Lana?"

Alexei’s POV I was currently in Axel’s kitchen, which, by the way, is way too clean. It looks like a showroom, not a place where people actually eat. I was simmering a light consommé because the man literally looks like he’s about to evaporate from lack of nutrients.

He could only rely on his emperor to handle it on his side. Izfar heaved a sigh filled with frustration. *** Noel "Uhm, Mr. Noel." Rukael mumbled. In front of him were plates of various types of dishes ranging from the soupy ones to the fried ones. Meanwhile, Noel was whistling happily as he gratefully finished all the resources that he could find left in the library's kitchen. Rukael didn't mean to interrupt that blessful moments of Noel, but what was the purpose of them being in the kitchen again?