Feed Anderson Novels & Stories

From the first day I met Anderson, I knew he was great at something— something athletic and I wasn't wrong. Not only was his body built for it, but he seemed to have a strong devotion to it. The other day after Morgan came to get me at the station, we also dropped him off for training. I may have never gotten the chance to stand up for what I really wanted but Anderson is a great person and something in me wanted to find out more. I heard the faint sound of the gear shifting and the engine revving down and my heart leaped. That was Morgan. I shut down the laptop and quickly changed into a top and cargo pants before looking out through my window.

" Are you telling us she has been saying nothing but the truth? " " When I met Miss Anderson for the first time,she came to the hospital for a pregnancy test which turned out positive. When she had a relapse at the office, she was brought to the hospital. Meeting Mr Black, I could see the fear of losing the mother and baby in his eyes but amidst that, I saw the joy and happiness in him when he realized they were both fine. He took every single instruction I gave to him concerning Miss Anderson and the baby seriously. He took it upon himself to prepare every single meal she ate even though he had chefs around." The doctor said,

“Go on. You better tell us every fucking thing because this is the last time I’ll ever give you a chance to speak.” Anderson was hurt by the harsh tone Ethan used but he masked it. “Andrew got upset that I was taking away his favorite toy. So he threatened to go to the media. I couldn’t have that. So, I made a deal with him. In exchange for keeping his mouth shut, I’d make him my heir and give him the majority of the shares in the company. So, he agreed. To avoid the pressing issue, he pretended to be her husband so you wouldn’t be labeled as a child born out of wedlock.”

Even after she had walked away, his expression remained the same; he smiled as he lowered his head. Meanwhile, Mr. Anderson was attending a banquet. The Anderson family could only be regarded as a bottom-ranking family in San Joto. They could only get into a banquet of such level using the name of the director of the Royal Creek Institute. Even so, after coming in, no one would pay them much attention. So, Mr. Anderson was in a very embarrassing situation and took the call to prop himself up. He pretended to put down the phone solemnly and then immediately regretted it. He had nothing to do anyway, and chatting with Mr. Kennedy would have made him look a little busier.

"Babe...I workout everyday, besides he's light" "Daddy, daddy...". I never saw Asa this hyper and excited. I'm very happy to see his smile. "Are you brave enough to feed them?" Andrew asked as he saw a few kids feeding the elephant. "No!" He hugged Andrew and burried his face. "He doesn't bite Asa, they're kind". "No". "Daddy want to feed them...will you join daddy or do you want to stay with mommy?" He looked at me and Andrew continuously. "Uhhh". He shook his head.

Marcus finalized which made Amanda clap. "Awwnn. So sweet." Amanda said with a clap but she soon stopped when she saw a tall man approaching them Anderson only intends to have a relaxing meal in this restaurant because their food is famous for being delicious but he never expected to see his business competitor, Eric in the restaurant. Anderson swaggered toward Eric pridefully, "Long time, Eric. How are you and that son of yours, how have you both been? I think you are fine seeing that you haven't died from heartbreak yet." Anderson said which made Eric clenched his fist in anger

It caught me off guard, but then again, when has he not caught me off guard? “Morning wifey.” Anderson grins, leaning against the counter as he reaches for an apple from the fruit bowl Celine put out. He takes a bite from it, his gaze bouncing about the kitchen. “What are you doing in the kitchen?” “Dancing,” I reply, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “What else do they do in the kitchen Mr. Shield.” Anderson's smirk came slow and I instinctively knew what he was going to say next. “Oh baby, we can do a lot of things in the kitchen.”

“Why aren’t you dead? You can be with Jordan if you die. Isn’t that great?” After I said that, I left. A year later, Harper interned at my company. She was as bubbly as she was in the past, and her eyes were still pure. “Morning, Colhern!” I smiled and extended my hand. “Let me reintroduce myself, I’m Colhern Didley.” I was no longer that version of myself who almost died. I was a new person with my own company and a bright future.

sofa. "Is anderson still asleep?" He asked with a smile. "Yes, it's better that you just wake him up" andrea replied smiling. "All right" andrea replied smiling. "Anyway, is wilson? Still sleeping? He asked smiling. "Wilson left early because he had an important place to go for business" andrea smiled. "Is that so? Well, good for him" he said smiling. He went to anderson's room and saw the child sleeping soundly. She smiled as she watched anderson's gentle face. He is not a real child but he cannot deny that he loves this child very much. He sat down next to anderson and held his hand. He stroked Anderson's hair and slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. He was glad to see him. "Daddy?"

"Let's not use a dress, let's use something more like… Food! Yes. Andy's favorite food is pizza, he loves specifically five kinds. Nothing else lasts with him. Now for me to last, I have to be a pizza he can never get tired of, one he will forever crave. Now I know it would take a lot of commitment, a lot of time, and constant work, but in the end, it would pay off." "If I was someone else, you would have succeeded in confusing me, not advising me. I understand what you mean though, I get it. Thank you, bestie." She leaned forward and wrapped her hands around me. We remained in a loose embrace, her head resting on my shoulder. We remained in silence for as long as we could before I broke it.