"You need to go back." said Andrea as I was preparing drinks at the bar.
"What do you mean I need to go back?" I was confused
"To the asshole table Nicholas Laudel is demanding that you tend to their table."
I sighed.
"Scarlett you do realize who Nicholas Laudel is?"
"No, I don't know who Nicholas Laudel is."
"Let's just say he is very, very, very important and please for everything that I have done for you suck it up and make sure he doesn't leave unhappy."
I've never seen her with such a serious face. The last time she spoke to me like this was when we first met.
"Okay. I'll take care of it."
I walk back to the reserved table to the three men sitting at the table. I keep my head down from looking at any of them, "Are you ready to order?" I asked them.
"Yes, I'll have the steak special." Said one of them.
" And I'll have the Chicken Piccata." Said the pig.
"Look at me when I speak to you." The man I the black suit spoke. I hesitated but slowly turned my head up. My eyes were instantly drawn to his deep grey eyes. I could see deeply into that blue shade of grey for miles and miles.
"I'll have the steak as well, Scarlett." He spoke so deeply and when he said my name I felt electricity run through my fingers. I quickly turned around and made my way to the kitchen. What was that? What the hell just happened to me? I walk into the bathroom felling flushed I splash some water on my cheeks hoping to wake up. Was it just me or did I just meet the devil dressed as an angel?
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Running
RomansaScarlett has always been a runner. The fear of rejection, failure and commitment have made her a nomadic. But what happens when she meets a man who won't let her go? Won't let her run away? Will his money,charm and possessiveness be enough to keep h...
