Ownership of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit

In the spacious, brightly lit kitchen on the palace's ground floor.

Stella, wearing an apron, happily hummed an unknown but beautiful tune. The sharp kitchen knife in her hand rose and fell with precision and speed, cutting all kinds of fresh ingredients into even shapes.

She planned to prepare the most lavish and nourishing meal for Adams the moment he woke up, replenishing the strength he had expended.

The kitchen's heavy door silently swung open, and Adams's tall figure entered, almost blocking the light from the doorway.

Sensing something, Stella turned around. When she saw Adams, a smile warmer and more delighted than sunlight instantly blossomed across her face.

"Darling! You're awake!"

Adams stepped forward and naturally drew her slender waist into his embrace. He lowered his head to inhale the fragrance in her hair, then glanced at the precious ingredients piled high on the counter.

"Mm. Are you preparing food for me?"

Nestled against his solid chest, Stella softly murmured an "Mm," her face flushed as she felt the reassuring aura of strength around him.

A hint of difficulty appeared on Adams's face as he looked at the amount of ingredients—enough to feed ten people.

"So much... I might not be able to finish it. I slept for three days, but my strength has mostly recovered already."

Just as Stella was about to say that eating more could never hurt, Adams's voice came from above her, carrying a trace of wicked amusement.

"So, beautiful Miss Stella, how about you help me 'use up' some of this excess energy first?"

Before she could react, Adams lowered his head and accurately captured her soft red lips, kissing her with domineering tenderness.

At the same time, a pair of large hands began wandering restlessly over her body, deftly untying the apron strings