Erik Menendez Lemon Novels & Stories

Only then did Madeline give the lemon water a look. "You're supposed to remove the lemon seeds since they're bitter. You didn't take out any. The water shouldn't be too hot, it ruins the vitamin C. Your lemon water doesn't make the grade." Hector lost his temper, slamming his hand down on the table. "Madeline, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Any other day, he would not even bother with lemon water. However, Madeline had to nitpick repeatedly. Did she really think he was desperate to work for her?

Returning to the room, Alessia found Uncle Erasmo still enthusing over his culinary masterpieces, his exuberant gushing serving as a temporary balm to the awkward and tense atmosphere that had settled upon them. He had moved on to dessert. ‘…I know not everyone is a fan of lemon desserts, but I assure you, sir, our lemon posset is different. The cream and sugar balance out the tartness of the lemon, creating a smooth and velvety texture that melts in your mouth.’ Alessia smiled. ‘That’s one of my favourite desserts.’ Uncle Erasmo rubbed his palms gleefully. ‘Then it’s settled. I’ll bring it by after you are done with your lamb shanks.’

Hearing what she said, Eric could not help but laugh. It was rare for the two of them to get along so peacefully. This was the first time they spoke as if nothing had happened between them after their argument. It was much better than the awkwardness just now. After that, Selena picked up the glass, took a sip, and spit it back out in an instant. “How much lemon sour did you put in this?” It was concentrated. Eric squinted his eyes and looked at the bottle in front of him. “Half a bottle.”

Rose adds as she places the water container on the floor. After an hour of nonstop food preparation, Liam decides to make a quick sweet salad with cherry and honey to make food easier to digest. "Please come inside and make yourself at home." Liam greets his long-lost pal Derick, who hands him a two-finger heart as he enters the house.

Just when he made to drink it, his phone buzzed with a message. **Leo:** I’m disappointed in you, Short Witch. Should I always remind you that you’re allergic to pineapple? He knows. Jaxon looked around, trying to find any sign of him—and he did. Leonard sat at a table not far from theirs. He was obviously in a dinner meeting. Their gaze locked and he winked at Jaxon. His heart skipped a beat. TO BE CONTINUED...

“Your angel sure is impressive; meanwhile, her brother is still stuck in the bathroom.” The fans of Alex and Olivia were momentarily silenced. On the other side, Justin and his team walked in, seeing Elric and the others seated in the courtyard, deeply engrossed in their meal. Lindsay was eating leisurely, while the other three seemed unable to stop devouring their food. Wendy, looking utterly satisfied, said, "This lemon herb baked fish is amazing." Elric looked up and added, "This is the best lemon herb baked fish I've ever had."

Dave looked at me and started grinding from hear to hear and I wondered why he was doing that. Meanwhile, Damion said he'd get me the lemon. We finished at the restaurant and left. We stopped at a mall to get some lemons and when Damion handed them over to me I couldn't stop smiling. I would have started eating them right inside the car but he stopped me and said I should until we got home, so a maid could wash and slice them for me.

Jerry asked. He was not happy with the order that Liam had given him since he believed that it would be disrespectful to Carmen if he did. "I said, open it up!" Liam said in a rough tone. "Okay, sir." Jerry stated in fear. He unwrapped the package and opened the box. He then looked back at Liam. What's in it?" Liam asked. "There's Reuben Sandwich, Ham Sandwich, Watermelon And Feta Salad, BLT Sushi and a bottle of water."

Tsk. “Ugh, you’re always so flirtatious, Rianne. See? You just embarrassed yourself! Tsk, can’t keep it together, huh?” Ericka said, rolling her eyes at Marianne. Lexus gently pulled me away from the group, stopping at a buko juice vendor. “You want some?” he asked, and I nodded. “Two of the 15-peso ones, please,” he told the vendor. His casual tone made me laugh, especially with his all-black outfit that screamed anything but casual.

He took another bite. "Who cooked this?" the chef asked. "We did," Elion said. "Which one of you?" "Both," Cale said. "He did the prep. I did the heat." The chef looked at Cale. "This is technical perfection. Where did you train?" "I watch a lot of YouTube," Cale said deadpan. The chef laughed. "Right. YouTube. This is restaurant quality. The balance of acid and fat is... surprising." "It's the lemon," Elion said, looking at Cale. "It cuts the air."