He Wants To Order Novels & Stories

He closes the menu and folds his arms. God, why me? "Are you so used to always getting your way?" "Not really. Place your order." That does not seem like a request. "I'll have the shrimp salad and chicken salad wrap." "Good." He turns to the waiter. "Turkey sandwich and coffee." "Really? I order that and you'll have just coffee and a sandwich?" "Exactly why you shouldn't have opted to have whatever I was going to have. You'd starve." That's not something new.

he wants to know. Shit.

“Just when I thought I would have a great day.” She sighed. She dropped her bag on her couch, folded her arms, and turned to him. He was seated on her chair with his legs on her table. “What do you want?” She asked. He ran his eyes on her before speaking. “My kids. I want my kids back.” He replied, Clara chuckled. She found his response funny. “I don't get it, did you ever have them?” She asked. “I want them.” He said sternly. His face held no expression, he sounded so cold too.

The woman hurried to sign for the package, and I slipped toward the exit. By the time she turned around, I was already standing outside. “Ma’am, I can’t complete this order today. I’ll file an incident report with the app. If you really need pet care, please place a new order with clear details.” I left immediately. At the time, I thought it was just a weird mix-up. I had no idea that from the moment I stepped into that mansion, I was already being targeted.

She wasn’t hungry at all and it seemed that he had read her mind. “You don’t look well,” he mumbled. “We both are not well, Hannah.” She was silent as she started choosing foods. “It doesn’t matter.” She chuckled. “Can I take this out for them to choose?” He smiled and nodded. “But I want to see what you would order for yourself. I think you should order a lot.” He crossed his arms. “We both need to drown our pain in food.” She giggled. “I will come back after I get their orders.”

he ordered. “Immediately!”

I exhale deeply and order. "Drive!" ****

He immediately understood that I had already chosen something, so he grabbed a tablet which was placed on the side before looking at me. He mumbled politely, "You can now state what you want to order and I will put it here on the tablet. I nodded my head and told him politely, "I would like to get a beef steak with rice, chicken soup, and an iced tea, please." Mac immediately looks down at the tablet he was carrying while tapping and doing something on it as we watch him in silence. After a few seconds, he raised his head and smiled at us, which I assume meant he was already done encoding our orders.

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