Chapter 156. Rare

“I will take whatever you’re having,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though the knot in my stomach tightened with every passing second. My appetite was a tricky thing right now—one part hunger, one part dread. 

Darco raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment on my vague response. “Suit yourself,” He muttered. It was kind of cute the way he said, almost as if he was a seven-year-old child. He relaxed in the chair he was in and then focused on one of the maids who was walking up to him. 

“What would it be, sir?” She asked, her voice sweet and simple. She was an older lady and it seemed like she loved working here. 

“Well, my guest says she would be having anything that I would be having,” He replied, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips. He was up to something and although I could not put my finger on it, I just knew it. 

“Oh,” The lady said in a soft voice, giggling before glancing at me for a quick second and looking back to her boss. “So th