Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

It wasn't just him who was under the thumb of his wife. Nick, too, now followed Irene's every word. If Irene told him to go east, he wouldn't dare head west. If she told him to stand, he wouldn't dare sit.

Asher and Robert, though still single at the moment, would undoubtedly be the same once they had girlfriends. These men, who commanded the winds and rains outside, turned into obedient lambs at home. When it came to their wives, there was only one word to describe them: submission.

"Since you're all idle now, why don't we make dumplings? Later, we'll steam them," someone suggested.

Robert frowned at the idea. "Isn't it easier to just buy pre-made dumplings from the supermarket? Why go through all this trouble to make them ourselves?"

"Supermarket dumplings can't compare to homemade ones. Don't you know how to make them? If not, I can teach you," Asher said, rolling up his sleeves and heading to the sink to wash his hands.

"Wash your hands and get ready to make dumplings," Julian ordered in his usual commanding tone. Robert looked helplessly at Nick, silently pleading for help.

At that moment, Irene, standing at the kitchen door, gave Nick a quick glance. Without hesitation, Nick stood up. "Wash your hands," he said.

"Bro..." Robert's face was full of despair.

Denis, his expression complicated as if lost in thought, also obediently went to wash his hands.

The dough was already prepared. Asher began rolling out the wrappers and proceeded to teach the group how to make dumplings.

For Denis, the scene in front of him triggered a flood of memories. He saw an image in his mind: his younger self and Daria sitting around their mother, who was carefully rolling out dumpling wrappers with a rolling pin.

"Today, I'll teach you how to make dumplings," their mother had said.

"Mom, I love dumplings! Teach me quickly!" Daria had chirped, sitting on a small stool with a bright, eager smile.

"Alright. Denis, you should learn too," their mom had encouraged.

mother's hands. He had always been a quick learner, and in no time, he managed to copy her movements and make

the wrapper. "Denis, how did your dumpling turn out so pretty? Look at mine! The filling's

much meat in there?" Denis had

I like meat," she had replied

to guide her.

had asked softly

how to make dumplings!" Daria had exclaimed with a laugh. Her laughter

at her laughter, lost in the moment. Daria, noticing his dazed expression, had mischievously waved her hand in front of his face. "Denis,

a sly grin, she had dipped her fingers in flour and smeared it on his nose. "Haha! Denis, you're

little brat!" Denis had retaliated, dipping his fingers in flour to draw lines on her face, turning her into a little flour-covered

you're so mean!" she had protested

alright. You two, calm down!" their mother had intervened, catching the two flour-covered children as they

Denis couldn't help but

the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Asher waved a hand in front of

Denis was thinking about Daria again but chose not to call

the group were beginners, Asher kept the lesson simple, teaching them a basic method of folding dumplings. It wasn't fancy-just closing the edges of the wrapper. The group barely managed

dumpling-making. His dumplings were intricately folded with delicate pleats, standing out among the simpler

gave Asher a cold glance. "Why didn't you teach us how to make those fancy ones? Don't think I don't know what you're

dropped the dumpling wrapper in his hand. Was this really the Julian he knew? How had his intelligence suddenly plummeted? Competing over who made the prettiest dumplings? And all just to impress Aurora? So

fancy ones might be too difficult for you. If you

beginning to learn

Nick quietly made his dumplings without saying a word. He even set aside a small section of the table for his dumplings. If anyone dared place their dumplings

he would pick them up and toss them aside-literally throw

proudly showed it off. "Bro, look at this one!

Nick to pick it up and throw it