"This girl is mine! You can't take her away from me."
"Actually I can."
"Who the hell you think you are?! You punk!"
"I am, the PRINCE."
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"Do you often go here?" I asked because we're eating in the Hotel in front of my Hotel. I told him to choose and this happened.
"No." He shortly answered.
"Do you like this Hotel better than my hotel?" I was mind blown because of this dude.
"Your Hotel?" He looked up to me.
I rolled my eyes at him, he supposed to know what I mean. He doesn't look stupid.
Mafia and their personalities.
We talk very little, and eat a lot. The Salmon steak here is the best. Even though we didn't talk much, maybe he doesn't like chit chatting. I kind of like this vibe that is surrounding us.
Then it clicked me.
*gulp* This is me swallowing the food in my mouth. "I don't even know you!" I Princess Anneliese of the Netherlands is having dinner with a guy I don't know the name of and where he comes from.
I didn't even bother to introduce myself because people automatically knows who I am. I was literally blinded by his gorgeousness.
"You really don't know who I am?" He's looking at me in disbelief, but at the same time he was amused by me not knowing who he is.
"Do I look like playing a game? If you're a mafia I am going to call the cops!" I said in my most threatening voice.
"I would love to see you try, and I am not a mafia." He half smirked before nodding at me to eat and not say anything else before he finishes his dinner.
That didn't took that long at all. Five minutes after that conversation we had our dessert.
"So what's your name?" I finally asked, since he doesn't seem to be the one to start it.
"Dan. Yours?" Really Dan? What a disappointment. I thought it would be something like River or Allec or Charles. But Dan? Damn, bummer.
"Anne." I simply replied and he nodded at my answer. Probably repeating it again and again in his head. "How old are you Dan?" Those are the simple question everyone asked at a blind date.
"Old enough to be your boyfriend." Alert! The cockiness have reached the surface! I rolled and scoffed at it. Literally, I wouldn't mind to be his girlfriend, Heheh.
But obviously, Im not princess Anna. Who said 'yes' to a propose from a guy she just met that day.
While I was watching him finishing his bowl of ice-cream, I found him laughing at himself .
"What's up?" I asked, because his small laugh seems genuine. And its cute too.
"The last time I ate dinner with someone that doesn't concern business was 3 years ago." I was surprised that he confessed. I thought he'd be the kind to say 'none of your damn business'
