[DARK ROMANCE NOVEL]
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"You and I are forever one."
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Aria Belowe is a single mother, always thriving for money to take care of her baby.
Silas Lodge is the richest man on earth, CEO of the biggest company 'Lodge Ind...
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Aria Belowe
"Lodge."
My jaw drops at the sound of his surname. "L-Lodge? As in Silas Lodge?" I gasp.
He chuckles at my reaction and shakes his head. "No, darling." he speaks, grabbing his credit card out of his pocket. "It's Elliot Lodge. Silas is my brother."
I look him up and down. He looks like a bike rider type of boy. He's surely handsome. He catches me checking him out and raises his eyebrows. "My order?" he grins.
"Oh-- yes!" I focus on the screen in front of me and type in Lodge. I click on the order and make my way to the fridge. I open the fridge door and grab the tray with his order.
I turn around and place the tray on the counter. I pick up one of the boxes and carefully put the cake in it. I place it in front of him.
"Amazing service," he smiles at me. I feel my cheeks become red. "That will be 15 dollars." I say as I place the small cash machine in front of him. He slides his card against it and types a number.
I check the screen. Something isn't right. 5000?
"5000? It was 15 dollars." I say to him with furrowed brows.
He grins. "Consider it a tip," he says to me as he grabs my hand and kisses it. "only if you go on a date with me."
I sigh and pull my hand from his grasp. I've had this exact moment a million times these two months, but they all end up saying 'nevermind' when I tell them I have a daughter.
"What's wrong?" he asks me confused. I smile at him to cheer him up but he demands an answer out of me.
I just choose to say it, rather than to wait. "I-I'm a mother." I quietly say. I stare at the floor, afraid to see his facial expression right now.
"So I guess that means you're not single, huh?" he questions me with a little pain in his voice. I shoot my eyes up at him.
"I kind of am, actually."
"Kind of?" he frowns. I chuckle at his eyebrows pulling in like that.
I sigh once again. "My boyfriend died two months ago," I admit to him. I normally wouldn't say this to a guy I met 5 minutes ago, but something about him makes me feel like I can trust him. "I was 9 months pregnant at the time."
He grabs my hand again. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that alone." he says to me. He looks effected by what I just told him.
