He Wants To Order Novels & Stories

He lifted me up, and then carefully placed me on the bed and get on top of me. We made out. He stopped before anything more intimate happened. “Have you eaten?” He asked, as if we weren’t so close to crying just a while ago. “You haven’t, right? What do you want to eat?” “What do you have?” He looked back to me, then propped his hand on the soft bed. “Nothing. I’ll just order.” “Then, I’d have what you’d have.” “No. Tell me what you want.” He demanded. He stood up, and get his phone on the side table. “I’ll call Angelo. Tell him our order.”

He is in the mansion as that evening , he ask the mansion's chiefs to boiled water and keep them in the water barrel , fill all the water tanks with pipes water , fills a thousand and five hundred of water containers with hot drink water ,hot tea , watermelon and orange juice . He also ask them to cooked porridge and steamed rice to fills the five hundred rice containers. After keeping everything in his space and taking five motorbike from his father vehicles warehouse to keep in his space , he waits for the KFC and Pizza to send his orders . He orders five hundred buckets of spices fried chicken and five hundred buckets of original flavour fried chickens , a thousand packets fun fries and a

He said without looking away from his laptop. "It's fine, take your time." How did we go from a minute to over twenty minutes? Maybe I should order for something to eat, we might be here longer than I envisaged. "I want to order for dinner, what will you like?" I asked curiously as I picked up my phone. It will be selfish to order for myself alone when he is here trying to help me when he should be at his place by now. "Ummm, I will just have crispy spicy fried chicken and fries." He stated as he removed his suit jacket.

"Fine. I'll order you a new suit." "Don't worry," he states, pulling out his phone. "I can do it myself." "I said I'll do it," I insist firmly. "You're in my room. I'll handle it. Just… sit down or something." He hesitates, clearly about to argue, but then he nods, settling into the chair near the window. "Alright. Thank you." I walk over to the nightstand and grab my phone, already scrolling through options for same-day delivery. But then he speaks again, his tone casual. "Do you have an extra towel?"

I said “I wanna see your house,then we can just place an order and they’ll bring it there” “Uh,alright,you should place the order now” “I’ll order pizza and burgers,is that okay?”I asked. “Add drinks and maybe chicken” “Done”. We got to a ritzy part that looked like where only the wealthy people could afford to live.He came to stop in front of a mansion and my eyes widened.He pushed a button on an intercom and a voice came through asking who it was.The gates opened and he drives in,parking the vehicle close to some others.

He looks at me and nods. We cross the road and step inside the chain. We walk to the counter as we stare at the menu. "You want to dine-in or takeout?" He asks. "Take-out, I want to eat at the picnic grounds." He nods. The crew greets us and asks for our order. "What do you want?" I hum as my finger rubs my chin, thinking about my order. "I want a chicken sandwich, large fries, and chocolate sundae." He nods and notifies our order to the crew.

I look and see he has sent a link. "O-okay," I stutter, trying to calm my nerves. "One second." "Take your time," he says, his tone surprisingly patient. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I quickly scroll through the menu, trying to decide on something that won't upset him further. Finally, I made my decision and let him know. "Okay, I've made my choice," I say, my voice shaking slightly. "Good," he responds. "I'll order it."

With padlocks. Again, he grabbed the phone and hit a button. "Please put in an order for..." He looked at Peyton. "Do you eat Chinese food?" After she nodded, he spoke into the receiver. "Chinese, an hour from now. When it's delivered, you can leave for the day." He suddenly closed his eyes. "No, I'm not ill. Yes, I'm certain. I'm giving Miss Smoke a tour" He pinched the bridge of his nose. "By myself, yes. Hold all my calls."

He asks me. Of course, he recognized me. “Yes, it’s me.” “I was right. What are you going buy?” “Uhm, wait a sec,” I say and I go to the station of chips and yogurts then I go back to him. “Pack them for me, please.” “Sure. Hang on.” He packs them for me. While he is packing my order, I keep wandering my eyes, searching for Khai. Looks like he's not here? “Are you looking for Khai?” Ronny asks me which makes me look at him.

Gosh! "Uhm..." "Order anything you want. The bill is on me," He finally says to her, and she snaps her head to look at him. "But..." "Give her anything she wants. The healthiest meal in here, I mean," He turns to the waiter and says to him politely. "I'll go get your order now, Sir," the waiter bows slightly before he walks away to take their order. "Thank you," She says to him shyly, and he nods his head. 'Is this the right time to question him?