Chater Ate Romane & Geschichten

The man's smile dropped but he tried hard to pull it back. Chuckling, he replied, “You really don't remember, do you? We had a great night together.” “What's your name?” Antonio asked, settling back on his chair. He waved his hand swiftly in the air, dismissing his bodyguards. The young man sat in front of Antonio, keeping a forced but playful smile on his face. “I'm Alessandro Bianchi.” He replied, his voice resolute. Antonio nodded, his lips conformed into an even thinner line as he drummed with his finger on the table.

She ate one piece of shrimp chips after another. In just a few minutes, she had finished eating all the shrimp chips in the small plate. Charlotte looked up and found Leandro looking at her. She looked around awkwardly, took the water beside her, and took a sip. "I'm so hungry." "Another snack, please?" She shook her head awkwardly and said, "It's a little better now." When Charlotte said this, she also raised her hand and made a gesture with her thumb and index finger to indicate "a little bit".

Hearing my words, Chad pursed his lips and didn't say anything more. Suddenly he stood up. "Get rid of it; I don't eat." I didn't ask much, so I put it back in the tray. But I only made it halfway; Chad grabbed my hand, pulled me back, and pointed at the food table. “You eat.” "I have already eaten," I answered, but suddenly remembering Clara's group, I asked. “Can I bring this food to my sisters?”

The way he’d looked at Emory right after, recalibrating, almost amused, it wasn’t the second thing. My thigh throbbed. I set the tea down. Chandler reached over and took one of my sweet potato fries. I looked at him. “Those are mine.” “You weren’t eating them.” “I was about to.” “Were you.” He picked up another one. Not a question. “Walk me through that.”

Chester heard her speak as soon as he opened the car door, so he turned around with a burning gaze. Charity became annoyed. “Why must I be the one wishing for you to return? Will you do it if I ask you to?” “Yeah.” Chester nodded. “If you ask me to do it, I will.” “If I ask you to eat poop, will you do it?” Charity asked sarcastically in spite of herself. Without hesitation, Chester answered, “Yes.” “...” ‘You win.’ Charity snorted. “Go ahead and eat it then. I won’t be satisfied until I see poop on your mouth.”

Thanks, I definitely will do that. Alright. I will see you later young Zach, my mate has been mind-linking me for the past ten minutes to come home and eat. You go and enjoy your mate, Chap, I told him. I'll see you tomorrow morning for some real training. With that, he bowed and left. Then I went inside as well to grab something to eat. I looked in the refrigerator and there were several containers with food in them. Let's see here there was fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, steamed veggies, potatoes, steak, and for dessert, Lemon Meringue Pie. Oh boy, did Carla, our cook know that these items right here were my favorite. I have to hand it to her though, she remembers everything.

Charlotte followed me inside and shut the door, turning and leaning against it nervously. I continued looking around the small space trying to find the words I was looking for to tell her everything, about us being mates, about how I found her and most importantly- why I had acted like such an ass earlier and how utterly sorry I was about it. My thoughts were interrupted when her light sobs reached my ears. Turning back to her, I now saw that she was slumped down and slightly hunched over, barely still standing and trying her best not cry. Seeing her like this made my chest ache with regret. I walked over to her slowly, placing my hand under her chin I brought her face up to look at me. Afte

Back to reality: "Mommy?" Chad asks her mother since her Mom seems to be thinking while driving. "Yes son.," Kristina said to her son. " Are you hungry? We can have a drive-thru at Mc Donalds if you want. Chat shouts excitedly. "Yes Mommy I Want Chicken Nuggets, Spaghetti, and French Fries,". "Alright.!" Kristina drove at Mc Donalds and brought Chad's requests.

He then pulled a chair and sat down. Chad smiled as he looked up at him with gratefulness. He smiled then started to eat, he paused as he chewed on his first scope. ‘This is too good to be true,’ he thought then took turned his eyes to Alpha Zavier who was staring at him. Alpha Zavier smirked, “Enjoy your meal, you never know when your next meal will be,” He advised. Chad stared at him without a word, “You think I have poisoned your food? Why in the world should I do that?”

I just sat there looking at the wall. "I'm assuming you haven't eaten anything?" Chad said as he reached into his backpack. "Correct." "How are you not hangry?" "Did you just say 'hangry'?" I asked as Chad handed me an MRE. He let out a sigh. "Amber has been rubbing off on me." "Don't you dare get soft on me; You're my most trusted soldier, and I can't rely on anyone else to do your work." "Yes, sir." I opened the MRE and began to eat.