Novel & Cerita Beware Of Chicken

My eyes scanned through the table, looking for the next plate I was going to eat from. I reached for the plate of deep-fried chicken, taking large bites from the different pieces on the plates, food dropping from my mouth as I chewed like a monster. Christian smirked proudly, leaning back into the chair, his watchful gaze remained on me, satisfied that I was eating, and not caring that I was grabbing the food off plates with my bare hands. “Slow down, you’re going to choke.” He warned, chuckling softly, but I didn’t care; it’s not every day I get to see so much food that tasted so good. The flavor burst in my tongue, and I moaned loudly and shamelessly.

Pulled it out. "These?" "Those." I dropped them on the counter, trying not to gag. "Why are there organs inside the chicken?" "That's where organs go. Now rinse the bird under cold water." I carried the chicken to the sink. Turned on the water. It splashed everywhere—on my robe, on the counter, on the floor. The chicken was slippery. I nearly dropped it. "Careful. You break it, you've ruined our only chicken." No pressure. I managed to rinse it without dropping it. Pat it dry with a cloth.

Giovanna glared at him angrily and said, "I am so many years older than her, so I will not bully her.What are we going to do with this chicken?" "Take out the bones and boil it for soup." "Okay." Giovanna started to take out the chicken bones, and even put the bones together, making a whole chicken skeleton. "This chicken is not very healthy. It had osteoporosis." "Right. We won't buy any chicken from this store anymore. It's not good for the health." "I know an organic vegetable restaurant, and all of the food is clean and sanitary. When I found that restaurant, I thought you would definitely like it. How about we go there next time?"

"If you don't know whether you should say it, then I suggest you don't." Hayden's words were cut off, leaving him visibly frustrated. Nicole watched in delight as Hayden finally got a taste of his own medicine. She was grinning from ear to ear, almost ready to applaud Marcia. Hayden shot her a glance, but then pushed the plate of raw beef closer to Marcia. "Eating too much raw beef could give you mad cow disease. You might want to be careful." It took him a while to say that, but when he did, Hayden seemed quite pleased with himself.

Her eyes pleading with me to keep her safe. FUCK!!!...Xavier’s curse word rings in my head.

Something told me he would. “Don’t worry about that anyway, Harlow. Get whatever you want.” I raised an eyebrow at Ben, not sure what he was saying. Raven leaned across the table and whispered, “He gets a discount, and he always gives it to us,” and then winked as if it was a secret--one Ben could easily hear. I snickered. “Then what do you recommend?” “The adult chicken fingers aren’t bad,” he said, “if that’s what you’re in the mood for. Just stay away from the seafood and the Mexican fare and you should be fine.”

I went ahead and gave him the brief version of events and he listened intently, stroking his chin at times in thought. “I would never, ever recommend teleporting into a random house. If anyone has a gun you’re a goner in seconds. So don’t do that. We can track her to the house she’s in and see what we’re dealing with,” he said, turning to speak to Jesse. RING RING RING A chorus of “it’s not mine” broke out. I quickly realized I hadn’t looked at my phone for hours. Pretty fucking stupid when I’m dying for news. I didn’t recognize the number.