Chapter Twenty-Two- Where Is The Blood?

Damian woke up a bit early the next morning, Layla was still fast asleep. He called the room service to make an order. “ I want to speak to chef Philip”

In a few minutes, a different but familiar voice spoke on the line, “ Chef Philip on the line”

“ I need a basket of eggs, salad, bacon, baked beans, and pancakes. Instead of coffee, I want freshly squeezed orange juice and something that relieves menstrual pain”. Damian said.

“ I can blend natural herbs with tea.” Chef Philip recommended and Damian agreed to it instantly, he knew about it because his mom used to give it to Kendra his sister anytime she complained of cramps seriously.

“ I know, but make sure it’s very bitter,” Damian ordered but his tone was rather low, he don’t want to wake his newly wedded bride up.

“ Mr. Wilson, women prefer sour-tasting food and a few sweet and salty foods in their period” The chef protested.

“ This one likes bitter stuff. Please make it quick, I don’t want my wife to wake up hungry”

“ Yes Mr W