My Italian Billionaire

10

We had arrived at the restaurant after a very long drive. We entered inside and sat down, imagine if I actually wore my normal clothes, everyone here is super dressed up. I would look very much out of place.

"Order whatever you want." He said almost as if I wasn't going to take the opportunity and do just that. He called over the waiter and we began ordering, the food didn't take much time only a few minutes. When it came it looked so good.

"This is really good." I said.

"I know, I hope that this date - sorry get together goes well, so that you decide a second get together for us."

"Do I have to plan our next get together? I am terrible at this stuff, why do you think I've never been on a date before?"

"Oh no I would never leave the planning to you, well not yet at least. I want you to know what a good get together looks like first and obviously you need to know more about me first."

"So go ahead."

"Oh, I am just a google search away."

"I'm not going to pull out my phone to have a google search on you, plus google doesn't always tell the truth you know."

"That is true, it likes to exaggerate every story. It can get pretty annoying."

"I have a question for you." I said.

"Sure go ahead."

"Why don't you have bodyguards following you around everywhere? Being this rich I thought that you'd be scared of people stealing your stuff."

"Well I've built a thing called 'trust' with my father and now he trusts me enough to not have them follow me around."

"What is your father like anyway."

"Is this gonna be like never been kissed?"

"You watched never been kissed?"

"Well- no. My sister did and she forced me to watch with her."

"No this is not another version of never been kissed. I work at a restaurant actually."

"You work?" He asked surprised.

"Yes, I'm not rich you know."

"Yeah it's just I haven't met another person who works for a while."

"Now you have. That is an experience."

"About my father, he's a nice man. I mean he's never there but he's generally decent, I think he cares about me but who knows. He's much better than my mother."

"She abandoned you? My parents got divorced, it's been pretty hard going back and forth with the two. It's been pretty annoying and now my dad has a new family."

"I'm glad that you still have your mom...I don't think I'm gonna like your dad very much. I hope you don't mind me saying."

"No it's ok, I really don't think that we would have gotten along but it doesn't matter, I'm just glad that I don't have to deal with their fights anymore."

"I hate my mother. I'm pretty sure she only used my dad because once she got her tiny amount of fame and money, she ditched us. I don't know where she is but I truly do not care, I wish the worst for her. Ugh I'm sorry if this is depressing, this get together was supposed to be fun."

"No it's ok. Most people wouldn't feel comfortable telling anyone about that stuff, you deserved better."

"So did you. Now, are you ready to go to that art gallery? "

"Yes, you said we're going to my favourite one right?"

"Yep. Now come on let's go."
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