His Little One✔️

5. Keep my distance.

"I heard that table five has made a special request for you, Amia," Before saying to me, Elizabeth grinned dubiously. I scowled and wondered who it was.

I was surprised to see Marcello waiting for me as soon as I entered the restaurant's eating area. He studied at me intently as he took in everything about me and I did the same, which caused me to pause in my stride. He was more enticing than ever to me since he was so easy to see in the light.

"Marcello, w-what are you doing here?" While seated at the table in front of him, I stammered out a query in a flushed voice.

I was unable to look at him for too long because he fixed his focus on me and was closely observing every motion I made as I cast my eyes down to his neck to take in all of his tattoos. I was greatly soothed by his pleasant scent.

Was asking if he had a girlfriend inappropriate on my part?

The others were watching me when I carefully glanced behind, but they soon resumed their tasks to make it seem like they weren't just observing.

"Are you upset that I'm here, little one?" My attention was drawn to his question by the blue eyes that were still closely observing me.

"I'm just a little surprised, that's all. I was about to reply to your text when you showed up, but how did you find out that I was working here?" Curiosity prompted me to ask him a few questions while supporting my chin on the table with my palms.

Was he following me?

Marcello took the menu card without responding, ignoring my question as I pouted. Was my presence that ignorable to him? He might not have been here to see me; he might have just come by for lunch and had seen me serving other customers.

Great, good work Amia.

"What is your preferred food to order on this menu, little one?" Marcello queried.

"In any case, I definitely think you should try the cacio e pepe or the Margherita pizza! It's great to have both of them!" I quickly recommend to him but after realizing that I had enthusiastically clasped my hand over his hand which was probably inappropriate I quickly withdrew it.

I hastily said my apologizes after realizing Marcello had been staring at my hand resting on his. I flushed when I noticed how foolish my actions were.

"Unfortunately, I will have to leave you soon because I risk getting into trouble if my manager notices that I'm not doing anything while on the job. So that I can inform the kitchen staff of your needs, kindly let me know what you'll need from the menu." As I rose from my seat, I told him.

I was ready to leave when my manager abruptly appeared next to me and before he could commence reprimanding me he turned to Marcello and asked, "Is there anything I can get for you, boss?" Totally surprising me and my eyes widened.

"Yes, I was having a quiet conversation with my close friend Amia, but she is concerned about getting in trouble for taking a small break from her job." Marcello added.

"Before you make a choice, Mr. Ortega, Amia is completely free. Naturally, since you control the establishment, you have the final say." My supervisor made a startling statement before urging me to reclaim my seat.

"Serve us a platter of Cacio e pepe and Margherita pizza before you leave," I requested. My supervisor nodded as Marcello gave the order and then he left.

"I find it hard to believe you own this establishment." I questioned in awe.

"Amia, I own a number of enterprises." Marcello added making me even more surprised.