Conflict of Interest

Chapter 11

A/N; I'm so sorry for not updating in so long! I had gotten a fever, and then I went to camp for a week. We weren't allowed to have electronics. Please vote and comment! Thanks for all the support!

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Twenty minutes later I heard a knock on the door. Automatically Claire started squealing and clapping her hands while I rolled my eyes. I got up, smoothed out my dress and slowly walked to the door. I opened the door and my eyes bulged out of my head and my mouth slightly parted. I was met with Giovanni in a white button down shirt and a black blazer accompanied with a sexy smile. I suddenly forgot how to speak English.

''Estelle? Estelle, are you okay? What's the holdup?'' I could hear Claire coming down and I quickly found my voice. ''Uh, nothing. We're just leaving!'' I yelled as I began to close the door.

''No, wait! I want to meet him!'' I hear her footsteps thudding lowder on our wooden floor and I shut the door and locked it right as I saw her brown hair. I grabbed Giovanni's hand and said, ''Let's go.''

He looked stunned for a second but then led me to his car.

Right as the engine revved, I looked back and saw Claire throwing me the middle finger from the door to our apartment.

I threw my head back in laughter and I heard the beautiful man beside me say, ''You have a lovely laugh, Estelle.''

I felt my cheeks heat up at his compliment. ''Thank you.''

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In a few minutes we arrived at lavish restaurant.

We were seated in seconds, pretty much as soon as we walked in. There were a long line of people grumbling behind us as the waiter took us to our table. We were seated in a corner away from most of the people.

''For privacy reasons.'' Giovanni stated as he say me look around at our peculiar seating.

I nodded, understanding.

''So, tell me a joke.'' He said with a mischevious spark in his eye.

''Uh, I don't really know a good one. I'm not that funny.'' 

''Nonsense. Tell me a joke, I promise I'll laugh even if it's lame.'' 

''Okay fine. What kind of pie do ghosts eat?'' I bit my lip from laughing, this was my favorite joke.

''Um, I don't know? I-Scream Pie?'' 

''No, a Boo-Berry pie! Get it? Boo-Berry, blueberry?'' 

''Aha, I get it!'' he chuckled to himself. ''You really are bad at jokes.'' he laughed.

A frown took over my features and as soon as he saw it he abruptly stopped laughing. 

''Aw, sweetheart don't be mad. Although you look so cute when you pout.'' Giovanni said as he poked my cheek.

I felt my cheeks instantly heat up at his term of endearment and the warm sensation of his finger touching me. I was slowly turning to mush.

We sat there for about an hour, eating and making corny jokes. Soon the evening was over and we just finished dessert.

''Estelle, I know our relationship is built on an agreement. You agree to be my girlfriend, and I give you information regarding my father's innocence. I have something to show you but I left it at my house cause I couldn't bring it here.'' 

I nodded, very interested. ''Okay, continue.''

''If you'd like we could go now, so I could show it to you.''

''Yes, let's go.'' I was very excited. If Vincent was innocent, then we could get another mobster in prison.

Giovanni paid the bill and we left the restaurant.

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A/N; Sorry it's a lame chapter lol. I just wanted you guys to have a little something to read. Please vote, follow and comment. Thanks!