Clara's POVLuciano suggested to bring me to the famous restaurant in Carlos Hotel for lunch since he would also need some honest feedback about the food from me. I was hesitant in heading there for lunch as I heard about the pricey food they served over there and I didn't want to max out my budget for this trip, so I tucked at the edge of Luciano's blazer when he was about to enter the restaurant and I told him about my concern, "Hold on a second... I'm not too sure about this, but I don't really have enough money to afford this..." I was ashamed at how pathetic I sounded.
"Oh I forgot to tell you, all meals in Carlos Hotel are complimentary for us since we're the guests of the presidential suite. So you don't have to worry, let's go." Luciano said as he laid his hands behind my waist and ushered me into the restaurant.
The restaurant in Carlos looked posh, the furniture, the setting of the place, the chandelier, the cutlery, and even the uniform of the waiters and waitresses were smartly pressed without even a single crease on it. I immediately told Luciano, "If 100 is the maximum on the scale, this restaurant has got to be way off the scale." Luciano smiled after hearing it.
I sat down on the comfy cushioned chair when Luciano pulled out the chair for me. Everything about him is just so gentlemen, it's like it's instilled in him that he knows what to do as a man, he is a rare gem indeed.
As he sat down across the table, he crossed his legs and got the waiter to show us the menu. When I flipped opened the menu, I was dumbfounded as lines of French words and unfamiliar names of cuisine surfaced in front of me. I've completely no idea on what the food are in this menu. Oh gosh... What should I do to get myself out of this embarrassing situation?Luciano called out for the waiter when he was done looking at what he wanted to order and then a slew of fluent French words came out of his mouth that for a moment I thought I was in France. When it was my turn to order, Luciano turned and looked at me, "What would you like to get, Clara?"
My heart started to tremble as the waiter looked at me, waiting for my order. I decided to make my order by pointing at any random stuff off the menu to escape from the embarrassing fact that I don't understand the menu at all. "I would like to get one of this. Thank you," as I pointed to one of the lines in the menu while trying to look confident.
The waiter dropped his jaw while I saw Luciano trying hard to hold back his laughter as he said, "That's the name of the chef that is serving us today, my dear."
Oh god!! I felt like picking up the fork in front of me and poking myself in the head for being so stupid!! I could felt the flush of heat from embarrassment burning my face. I quickly composed myself from the embarrassment and told the waiter, "Well, I will just have whatever he ordered as well."
After the waiter left, Luciano was still not over with the joke I made out of myself earlier on. I could see that he was trying hard not to laugh out loud as he bit his own lips but the tears of laughter were giving him away. At first, I was embarrassed, but watching his reaction tickled me too. I started to laugh at my own stupidity as well as I said to him, "Ok, fine, I don't know French."
Luciano looked like he really wanted to stop himself from laughing but he just couldn't get over with the joke for the time being as he said to me, "I'm...*cough* I'm sorry..."
I could only shake my head and laughed along with him. He finally stopped laughing when our food came. Damn.. I didn't know he ordered ribs, it's one of the food that I'm super bad at eating. I think it was obvious to him that I wasn't trained in dining etiquette at all as I struggled with the ribs. Thank god, Luciano was gentlemen enough to initiate to help me cut the meat off the ribs into smaller pieces. Just when I got mesmerised with this thoughtful act of his, I saw a familiar scene over his shoulder - It was Sam and his hot bitch PDA-ing in public again!
What the hell? Why do I even keep running into them? When will this nightmare ever ends?!
I hated Sam to the core, but it still hurts me to see him getting cuddly with that hot bitch as it constantly reminded of the insults and scar he left me with. My face immediately blackened upon seeing them, I had no appetite at all.
Sam seem to have noticed me as he continues to be intimate with his hot bitch. I would have walked out of the restaurant now if not for Luciano. I couldn't possibly interrupt his lunch, so I forced myself to stay on as I shifted my sight away from what disgusted me.
It didn't take long for Luciano to realise that I wasn't eating my food, he looked at me with a concerned look and asked, "Are you okay? Is there something wrong with the food?"
I shook my head and replied, "Nothing" even though I was extremely disturbed at the scene behind him. He turned around and saw Sam and his hot bitch as well. Within an instance, Luciano stood up and pulled his chair next to me. I looked up at him with a confused look, not knowing what was he trying to do. He sat down next to me, wrapped his right arm around my shoulder while caressing it as he used his left hand to feed me with food. There was this flood of affection through his eyes as he fed me. Oh god... I've never felt this pampered before. Then I realised Sam and his hot bitch didn't look too happy about our behaviour, Sam dragged his hot bitch out of the restaurant even though she wanted to stay on.
I knew Luciano was helping me to revenge on Sam once again, I should be happy about it, but somewhere in me felt disappointed that it was all for an act.
Luciano's POV
I decided to bring Clara to our famous restaurant for lunch since I would also like to get her honest feedback about our restaurant but she seems hesitant about it. Then I realised it was because she was worried about the pricey meal. I blamed myself for being insensitive to her and fabricated yet another lie to ease that burden off her chest, "Oh I forgot to tell you, all meals in Carlos Hotel are complimentary for us since we're the guests of the presidential suite. So you don't have to worry, let's go."
I was heartened to hear a good rating from her about our restaurant, goes to show that all these standards I put up haven't gone to a waste.
I got the waiter to take my order as soon as I was done with my order and turned to Clara for her turn. She looked panicky for some reason when the waiter was waiting for her order. Well, maybe she was spoilt for choice and felt too rushed for a decision. She finally made her order after a while by pointing to one of the lines in the menu. I took a closer look and realised she was pointing to the name of the chef that was serving us today! I couldn't help bursting out into laughter at what happened as I realised she was trying to make an order even though she couldn't read French. God... She is so cute, especially with that red flushed face of hers, I've never had anyone who could make me laughed this hard for a long time.
I didn't want to make her feel embarrassed further so I tried my very best to contain my laughter but that joke continues to stick in my head. I was shocked that Clara didn't felt offended and laughed along with me instead. I could have easily earned a splash of water in my face for that if that person wasn't Clara but some other snobbish women. Clara is indeed a special woman.
When our food came, I realised she struggled with the ribs, so it was only right for me to help her out with her food. After a while, I realised she wasn't really eating her food, I thought maybe the food wasn't to her liking but she just said "nothing". She looked somewhat disturbed at a scene behind me, so I turned around and saw her ex-boyfriend who cheated on her was having an intimate time with his new girlfriend. No wonder Clara was upset.
I stood up and pulled a chair next to Clara and started being affectionate towards her as I sat next to her. I'm not sure why I felt the need to do that for Clara, but one of the plausible reason could be because I hated men who cheat and I wanted them to feel the pain that they put their betrayed one through.
I thought Clara would be happy when the revenge worked, but she continues to be moody even after that.
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