After Paradise: Book Two • jb

Chapter 19

I think I'm falling in love with Diana... idc she's too precious for all of this

anyone who hates Diana can leave lmfao she's actually putting up some effort right now

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"What's your favourite movie?" Christian grinned. He had been secure in himself ever since we left the office, ever since I agreed to this dinner. It annoyed me, for some reason. He seemed too self-assured, still, it attracted me.

In reality, I only wanted some free food. He's rich, probably a billionaire and he began showing that by inviting me to the most expensive restaurant I had ever been in. I don't think he knew how little Justin actually invited me out for dinner, I wasn't used to these places even though I've had a millionaire boyfriend. It hadn't even crossed my mind that Justin didn't take me out that often. I wonder why.

My cheeks suddenly heated up of the thought of him. I was sitting with another man at a dinner whilst thinking about the one that counted. Luckily me, Christian didn't notice.

I rethought what his question was, "I don't know, I really don't have a favourite one. I usually watch series instead. Those girly ones, really."

Christian chuckled as he began telling me about his favourite movie. It was an action type of movie. One that I would probably not find interested at all. We didn't have much in common but that felt good. It felt great not having to relate to anything he said, it was actually a relief.

I stayed silent as I watched him talk. He had a habit of talking about himself quite a lot. I didn't mind currently. I was glad if he didn't ask questions about me because I didn't know much about myself. It was when I got the question 'what was your childhood like' that I realised I don't know anything. It's not normal to forget your past.

I was thinking of seeking therapy. I've heard your memory can be brought back with that. I read somewhere that you could have flashbacks but unknowingly. For some reason, I could relate to that too. I had flashbacks of a girl and a boy, playing in the snow. Then there was all these pictures I had come across in my home which there still was no explanation for of why the exact same picture was in Justin's home.

It was confusing and frustrating. I wanted to know everything but it all came back to me in small pieces, and those pieces was not enough. Annoyingly.

"What about you?" Christian suddenly interrupted my thoughts, making me blush at the fact I hadn't listened to anything he had been talking about. I excused myself and asked him what the question was. "We were talking about previous jobs and education?"

"Oh, I quit education when I was younger." I shrugged before I realised it was a big deal to a businessman like him. I had no education and he was my boss. He could fire me within a minute if he got to know about my past. I cleared my throat, "I got a job back then so I could pursue myself without education."

"Really? Must have been a very special job then?" He raised his eyebrows at me, suspiciously, and I prayed that the waiter that was coming our way would give us our food and interrupt our conversation. I was in luck. "What kind of job was that-"

"Here's your food sir." She served Christian first, giving him a flirtatious smile. It didn't affect me. I wasn't interested in him but the food surely looked good. She gave mine without telling me anything as if that man owed me and was the only one who deserved some respect. It was wrong of her and I wanted to point that out but Christian beat me to it.

"To think that waitresses don't have any respect for people anymore." He shook his head, "not even for themselves it seems like."

I was about to ask him what he meant but he held up a napkin that someone had written a number on as well as the words 'call me' with a smiley that winked. I was impressed when he used the napkin immediately, wiping away the number showing that he wasn't interested at all. It felt like such a gentleman thing to do.