Ch. 11

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Kimberly Stratus :

"Dinner?" I asked, wondering if I heard right. Beside me, Marcella's jaw dropped.

"Yeah. I never properly thanked you for saving me." He explained.

"I don't know," I said. My mind wondered to what Marcella said the night I met her.

"I'm not taking no for an answer, Kimberly." He firmly said, "See you at 8."

The phone call ended. I stood still, processing what happened.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom," I told Marcella as I handed her phone back.

I walked down the hall and entered the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror as I went over my thoughts. I had a bad feeling about this. Marcella once brought up that he had never been in a relationship before, only spending one night stands for sexual release.

I didn't want to end up like the other girls. I rolled my eyes and looked at myself in the mirror. Is that what you think this dinner is going to lead to? I mentally told myself in the mirror. He only wants to say thanks, I shrugged.

"I knew he was trying to get into your pants." I heard Marcella from outside.

I opened the door to see her back. Marcella was cupping her ears towards the door, waiting for my reply.

"Marcella." I laughed, "You're talking to the closet."

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I looked at myself in the body length mirror. I was back at the mafia house. Before getting ready, I had enough time to unpack my things and organize my room. I was wearing a black lace dress with red heels. My black clutch had gold studs matched well with my jewelry.

There was a knock at my door, and I looked down at my watch, 7:55

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There was a knock at my door, and I looked down at my watch, 7:55.

I opened my door and smiled when I saw it was Matteo.

"You're here early." I teased.

"Couldn't wait." He shrugged.

"Where are we going?" I asked as we walked down the stairs.

"To get dinner."

I rolled my eyes, "Where are we going to get dinner?"

"You'll see."

He leads me out the door. Outside, there was already a car in the driveway. He opened the passenger door for me when we reached the black vehicle. After I was seated, he closed the door and went around the car. As he did, I took this time to check him out.

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