THIRD PERSON POV
"What do you want?" She questioned trying to free her hands from his giant once.
"As the manager of this restaurant, what can you recommend for your guest dinner tonight? And a wine that would be perfect also." He voiced out while she rolled her eyes at him.
"Cut the crap, Lycan. I'm not your server. You don't have to worry about that because I would call one for you." She said, finally pulling her hands away. She strutted towards the kitchen direction and the moment she walked inside, she let out a frustrated scream.
"Hey darling, what's wrong?" Her aunt Loretta asked, a frown very visible on her face. The old lady was dressed in her usual hairnet and apron. A sharp knife in her hands as she chopped the veggies with scary speed and efficiency.
"Jeeezzzz, he is back
