Sweet and sour Demands

Natalia entered Allesandro's office, her usual calm demeanor replaced with a hint of irritation. She had a new request one that, to her, seemed completely reasonable, but to Allesandro, was just another round of endless demands.

"Allesandro," she began, sitting down on the leather chair opposite him, "the baby has cravings."

Allesandro, who had been reviewing some papers on his desk, didn't look up immediately. He was exhausted from dealing with the endless business negotiations, and the last thing he wanted was to indulge Natalia's whims yet again.

"What kind of cravings?" he asked, his tone detached.

Natalia leaned in, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she spoke. "The baby craves a BMW car... and sour candies. You have to get it for me. I've been feeling stressed, and we both know how this baby is affecting me."