Chapter 11 Delaying Her Orgasm

• Edward and I are sitting at the dining table, enjoying our breakfast together. I take the first bite of my oats, but to my disappointment, they don’t taste as delicious as they used to.
• Edward notices my discontent and comments, “The breakfast doesn’t taste as good as before, bro.”
• It becomes clear to me why the breakfast lacks its previous flavour—Sana didn’t prepare it. I had recently relieved her of her cooking duties, but now I realise that was a mistake. She possesses a unique talent that seems to infuse her dishes with a touch of magic.