Baddie

Adam watched Luca walk around from the kitchen counter, making the special noodles she was so proud of. According to her, it was the food she used to make in the past due to her busy schedule. At the beginning of her career, Luca barely had free time she would go home past midnight and with an empty stomach. 

Therefore, she would constantly cook noodles to fill her stomach. That was how she learned how to make the "best" noodles.

"Tada!" Luca grinned proudly, serving him the small pot where she cooked the noodles with her favorite side dishes. "Dig in!"

"So, this is how you make it." Adam glanced up at her. "It looks appetizing."

"Of course." She shrugged, spreading her hands on the edge of the kitchen counter across from him. "Taste it and you'll never forget about me." 

Adam chuckled, watching her wink playfully. 

"Well, if my wife cooks for me, even if it's poisoned. I don't mind," he remarked teasingly, picking up the cutlery.