The Billionaire Darkness

Chapter Forty-One

Several hours later as I finished making dinner, I set all the food on the counter before getting plates for me and Sav to eat at the dining room table. She had stayed after out movie which had been an unexpected surprise but with her I should have expected as much.

When we finished getting our food, I walked into the dining room and set down the rather full plate of food that I had chosen, the New York lights shining in through my windows giving my dining room an ambience that typically felt empty, and was now filled by Sav on the opposite end of my long dining table. She also hadn't been here before, and sharing my space had never been an easy thing for me, though I also wasn't a trusting person, a fact she was aware of. Yet here she was sitting opposite me hours later in one of the ten dining chairs occasionally glancing at me between the bites of her food which were starting to slowly becoming more and more spaced out.

"Getting full Sav?" I ask which she just smiles at.

"Yes, I took more then I could eat," she admits and I nod simply without an expression as I was still attempting to get used to having someone in my house, let alone having watched a movie with me. It was both the most uncomfortable I'd been but also the most interested, and I didn't know which was more deeply set.

She was throwing off my expectations of people slightly, however she did still conform to what the world would view as a privileged rich girl. Though I was the definition of a billionaire's son from how the media portrayed us.

"What are you thinking about Adrian, you haven't touched your food in five minutes and you have a distant look," Sav observes, that quirked smile I expected from her lifting one side of her lips.

"I was just reflecting on how you and me both were exactly what the world viewed as the highly privileged children of the world's elite. We drive sports cars, live in mansions, and go to fancy schools," I say staring at her over the top of my folded hands.

"Is that a bad thing?" she muses holding her fork midair.

"It's amusing at best, mostly I find people that lust after all the money and flashiness that gets associated annoying. Like go to Monaco if they want to take pictures and videos of the wealthy lifestyle, not try and catch me at Madison Park for a dinner with my friends," I reply bitterly.

"You hate the attention," she states more then asks and I crack a smile which was rare before it slid off my face.

"Yes, I like my life even if I have too much money, but I just wish it allowed me privacy. I also don't want to talk about money," I say before quickly adding, "please."

It was probably the tackiest thing anyone could talk about and the bragging that followed was always the most pointless schmoozing I'd ever seen when it happened at events or dinners.

"I can see how that would be annoying, however I think that may be the reason you pay for secrecy, and live in areas people would never see you," Sav says her eyebrows lifting slightly.

I wouldn't deny the truth in her speculation, as every piece of it was right, I did do that as a way of avoiding public attention. I also enjoyed my name being known but not my face unless people knew where to look and even then, the pictures were years too old.

"You caught me there," I admit before suddenly thinking about something.

"I have a house in Brooklyn Heights being built, I wanted to have a home that was closer to school, and closer to you since you seem to spend a majority of your time at your family's townhouse," I say, wanting her to know this since she was one of the few people who I wanted to try and trust outside of my regular friends.

"Really you wouldn't mind showing me, would you?" she asks and I laugh lightly.

I sat and thought about it for a moment completely unfamiliar once again with the premise of someone being in my life, but I also wanted Sav in my life though I didn't know how close I was willing to let her become. That was the risk, out of everything.