Breakfast At Tiffany's Novels & Stories

Tiffany cleared her throat and I was waiting for her to speak when a knock came in with the maids carrying a tray of the pastries. “Yahhh, Bianca let's eat. I so much love these cookies with the nuts". She said sheepishly focusing on the mouth watering pastries as a perfect way to ignore my questions. I waved it all equally as well and delved into the milky pancakes . Yummy! I commented and we ate in silence before the chess table was brought in for us I remembered Tiffany had asked me to teach how to play Chess and I agreed but I wasn't expecting it today. “Really pumpkin? I questioned and she melted.

I look for my phone which I had put on the table. I check it. There was hardly any connection last night. As soon as I restart my phone, a ton of missed calls from both Ivanna and Christian pop up on the screen. I immediately call them up. Sebastian I'm already done with making breakfast when Tiffany shows up in the kitchen. "Hey! You should have stayed in bed. I was getting herbal tea for you. Dad's recipe for all kinds of pain", I tell her. She gets onto the chair opposite the counter.

"And about as useful." Her stomach growled again — louder this time — like it was fed up with her too. Tiffany placed both hands on the counter, thinking. Then her eyes lit up. "Mika's Kitchen ain't too far from here," she said slowly, as if convincing herself. She checked their website real quick — still open. "Hah! Bet. That's why y'all my day ones," she said to nobody, already heading back to her room. She threw on her puffer jacket, slid into her rainbow fuzzy slippers because cute > practical always, and grabbed her keys

She silently bid her goodbye to Tiffany before walking to her own office. Tiffany, on the other hand, started sweating so hard. Her office is right outside the office of the CEO. So, whenever there’s a guest, they are always sent to her first. It was her anniversary today so she was taking her time. She usually comes five minutes earlier than the CEO, but today, she didn’t. She came just in time. At times like this, the probability of the CEO being in his office earlier than her is high. She must hurry! Upon arriving on her office, she managed to fix her looks first before pushing the door open. The first she saw was the lady sitting in front of her work desk. She had a toddler sitting on he

The morning after the gala felt like a neon-lit hangover, despite Tiffany having only had three glasses of champagne. The adrenaline of walking out on Julian Ravencourt’s arm had carried her through the night, but the cold reality of Tuesday morning was a different beast entirely. "You’re actually going to do it? Tiffany, he’s a literal shark. He eats decorators for breakfast and spits out the bones," Leo said over the phone, his voice crackling with disbelief. Tiffany tucked her chin to hold the phone against her shoulder as she struggled into a slightly oversized orange blouse. "I’m not a decorator today, Leo. I’m 'Express Logistics.' And I’m not being eaten. I’m being persistent."