Part 7

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LEOS POV

Ivy was clumsy but didn't stop me from finding her attractive. She wasn't like Chloe. She wasn't made up. She wasn't fake. She was clean. Naive.

I am only dealing with chloe due to my dad. He is forcing me into a marriage with her. I couldn't say no.

My dad did many many stuff for me.

I couldn't ruin things, I promised my dad. That I will marry Chloe before he dies.

Chloe felt hungry so she wanted to eat, So we decided to eat at my restaurant.

As soon as I entered the restaurant I noticed her. She couldn't be un noticeable her honey long blonde hair was blowing slightly by the wind.

I noticed Dan next to her, I felt so angry. what is Dan doing?

" Miss clumsy is there" as soon as chloe said that I felt her look, so I fake laughed. Chloe laughed back.

Chloe decided to sit near them, I for some reason didn't mind.

I was looking at her on and off to see what she was doing. But she was in her own thoughts. She kept looking back but I instantly looked away.

I saw the waiters drop a plate of pasta in front of her and Dan.

" Leo, my mum is wondering when we are getting married" she smiled with her heavily made face.

I looked at her sipping my wine. " Soon probably" I said bluntly cutting my steak and eating it nodding slowly.

Chloe was eating her salad. She spoke " We are going to be so happy" she smiled and put her hands over mine.

I bluntly moved my hand to drink my wine again.

For some reason I couldn't hold it any longer and looked over at her.

I was boiling with steam. When I saw Dan rubbing near her lips and looking at his finger. I let go of my knife and fork and cracked my neck and headed over to there table.

Her head instantly turned to face me, she looked so naive. Yet giving me the whats going on face. Ugh she's just something else.

" I need you we have a meeting" I lied bluntly.

She looked at Dan giving him a I'm sorry look. I rolled my eyes and put my hands in my pocket and headed out with her. I left chloe there.

I was so mad.

Boiling.

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