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She filled her mouth after a spoon of noddles. “This is my best flavor. It tastes better than the rest,” Rosalyn said. It was a spicy chicken flavor. “Spicy. I don’t do spicy,” Nathaniel said. “What really? Spicy food is the best,” Rosalyn said in alarm. She was shocked that he didn’t like spicy food. “Yeah I’ve been told,” Nathaniel said remembering how Emily also enjoyed spicy food. “You’re really attractive when you smile,” Rosalyn said looking into his eyes. She watched how quickly his smile turned into a blank look. It was like he didn’t know how to take her words.

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She nodded and said, "Okay, I like spicy pork. Do you have any?" "... You also like spicy sticks!" Cecelia loved spicy sticks the most. He felt like he had met someone from the same sect. After the excitement, she sighed deeply and said, "I didn't. My little brother doesn't allow me to eat spicy sticks. He said they were rubbish food."

The good kind. The kind I was done running from. And yes, I was about to have the fuck of my life. THE END (Watch out for my next book xx ^~^ more spicy 🌶️) Coming soon…

The universe and the Moon Goddess loved nothing more than taking a proud man's words and jamming them right back down his damn throat. "Okay," I breathed out, wiping my sweaty brow with my forearm. "The spaghetti is done. We have five good plantains. Now I just need to fry the eggs and add the grounded pepper for flavor." I grabbed a small bowl of spicy, bright red grounded pepper that Alicia kept on her spice rack. I sprinkled a pinch over the bubbling sauce, feeling a wave of deep relief wash over me. It was almost over. I was going to pull this off. And then, as if the universe decided I hadn't suffered enough today... my right eye began to itch.

Grace sneered, still with a sardonic look and her guard not yet down. "Justin always gives me the best he can." Celine plunged the spoon full of the delicious spaghetti. Chewing voraciously as if she was starving. She did not care if there was a lot of creamy sauce splattered around her mouth from the spaghetti. What she wanted to show was innocence and helplessness if Celine was not hidden immediately.

when I reached for spices. I’d also done something else. When Claire wasn’t looking, I’d slipped a generous pinch of the ghost pepper spice mix Ethan loved into her serving of the sauce. The same spice she’d always complained about at family dinners—“too hot, too much, I can’t handle it.” She would always say. She hated it while He adored it. I smiled sweetly as I plated her food. Lunch started politely. Claire complimented Ethan’s cooking, laughed at his jokes, touched his forearm when she spoke. Every time her fingers grazed him, my stomach twisted with something dark and possessive.

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Léon My mouth finds her, full, open, burning. I taste her, truly, for the first time. Without barrier. Her pure, complex, intoxicating essence. I drink her. My tongue explores every fold, every secret recess, finds the nerve center, pulsing, and lingers there with delicate cruelty. I eat her. As one consumes an offering. With devotion and voracity.