Regular Show Steak Me Amadeus นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Ready, love?" I took it, nodding. "Let’s go." Gibsons Steakhouse in Rosemont was as upscale as I remembered, the dim lighting and rich mahogany decor adding to the intimate ambiance. I was grateful when Adamo requested a private room, giving us space to talk without feeling like we were on display. After ordering drinks, we browsed the menu, and I settled on the filet mignon, medium well, with potatoes and green beans. Adamo chuckled when I made a face at his choice. "Medium rare? Seriously?"

We both smile and laugh a little when a couple seated a few tables away from us starts arguing and calling each other names. “So, shall we order now?” Grace asks. I nod with a smile, now feeling more relaxed than when I'd arrive here with a heavy chest. “La Blanc makes one of the best steaks out there, simply juicy and delectable. You have to try it, dear.” Grace's eyes twinkle like stars. “Oh I'll be damned. I'm so famished.” “I think I'll have the coleslaw.” I say looking at the menu and nothing in particular really catches my interest.

"What's wrong, Daphne?" "Nothing. Nothing." I felt nervous and uncomfortable. This impulse of passion came out of the blue while I was having a serious conversation with Asher. "How about we have lunch? Are you hungry?" "Don't take me to your weird recommendations. I just want to eat nearby." "How about we have lunch at EatMeat?" EatMeat is a restaurant that serves various steaks with meat from various countries. Horse meat is the most favored menu there. A five-star meat restaurant is nearby. It's in the hotel and mall area. A good choice.

Yaya Grace giggled. Ramina smiled at that. "My home is always open for you, Yaya. Remember that," she told her. "Excuse me, Ma'am. Here's your order." Their conversation stops when the waiter came and served them their order. Prescelle clasped her hands as her eyes twinkled while hungrily looking at the foods in front of her. "It looks delicious!" she beamed. The waiter chuckled because of her cuteness. "Enjoy your food, sweetie," the waiter says before leaving.

Sure enough, Lila spoke up, pointing at Dad and demanding of the host, "He's the one who started it. Why aren't you making him leave?" The host looked at her with pity. "Because he's Mr. Lloyd." At those words, Owen's pupils contracted sharply. There was only one Lloyd at this banquet. The very man Owen had been hoping to meet. Lila fell silent. Owen went quiet too. His legs gave out. He stumbled backward several steps, nearly crashing into the champagne tower behind him. "Are you alright?" Mom supported Dad, then shot me a glare. Knowing I was at fault, I obediently bowed my head in apology.

I said, shaking my head with a fake smile that didn't reach my eyes. Someone made a weird noise behind us and we both turned, only to see Natt Jackson and Aaron Hunter, standing there with their arms spread wide. "Aren't we going to get a hug too?" Natt whined, pouting his lips. "You're the worst manager ever!" Aaron backed him up, pouting like a child. "Oh, Maree! You don't have to rub it on our faces, we already know Easton is your favourite." That was Pierre, giving me a subtle wink.

Gracie says with a smile. “I am in the mood for steak tonight, what about you? Peter mentions with a charming smile, and empathetic eyes. “I could go for steak for dinner!” the woman responds enthusiastically “There is a steakhouse off Bandera and 1604, want to meet there?” The fairly tall handsome man asks. “Ok I will meet you there at six!” Gracie exclaims! Peter steps around to Gracie’s door to open it for her.

"Leave the chair. Moretti isn’t so poor that it can’t afford one empty seat." The butler froze, then immediately straightened the chair. Celeste dug her nails into her palm and forced herself to sit down with a smile. Dinner began on a strained note. She placed a slice of steak on Adrian’s plate and said softly, "I had the kitchen make it medium rare. That’s your favorite." Adrian looked at the plate and suddenly remembered how Elena always removed the rosemary he never touched. Elena also remembered he couldn’t drink hard liquor when his old injury acted up. Celeste knew the version of him he showed the world. Elena knew the habits he hated letting anyone see.

He looked like the trophy husband. "Hey beautiful! Flowers to express your inhumane look tonight". I was flushed. I mean he is very charming. "Thank you Troy and I must say— you look good too" With that he helped me get into my seat and we made sure to place our order. "I will be having a medium steak, with Quinoa salad". I said to the waiter smiling. It seems men here just have one job and that is to look good. "For me I will have the regular salad along with medium steak and make it a bit cheesy." Wow! This is new.

I will eat this yummy beef that called steak that Grey Grey ordered for me. The whole steak was bigger than my palm. There's mash and corn cob on the side. The waiter ask us if we want wine but they all decline and just choose a bottomless soda and iced tea. The meat literally melts in my mouth. I'm again in love. I don't care if my bloating doubles and my cramps increased tonight. I'll eat everything on my plate. "I love this." I moan. Greyson glance down at me with a smile on his face.