Chapter 8

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"I miss you too very much." I finally bring myself to say. I quickly look around and see Aaron, Gabe, Mark, Whore face, Mr. Haunts my nightmare Mega Whore, and a new girl that looks like a whore. Well this will be interesting.

"Um.. I'm sorry do you know everyone?" Miss Whore like asks me directly. "Yes, hoe this is Isa or better known as Orian's Isabell." Aaron says. "This is her? I pictured someone more suitable." She replied. "I'm sorry who are you?" I ask. "Not that I have to tell you but I'm Mr. Danover's new...." she was cut off by Mr. Danover himself. "She is my new fiancee. Is that a problem Isabell?" He speaks. "Not for me I don't have to bang her so I'm good but thanks for asking. By the way it's Isa thanks. Now what can I get everyone?" I ask. Trying my best to look unaffected. "Where have you been Isabell?" He asks. "Again it's Isa and I don't have to tell you anything. Now what can I get all of you?" I replied.

BANG....

Mr. Danover's hand slams on the table. "You can get me some answers Isabell. Like for starters where you were this whole time. I searched your company and your school. Did you drop out just to scrap by at a diner?" He hissed. "I don't need too...." I began but was cut off by Aiden. He comes from behind me and wraps his arm around my waist.

"Good evening everyone is there an issue that I can help you with?" Aiden speaks. "Yes, you can start by getting  your damn arm off of her and going away." Mr. Danover says. "Excuse me?" Aiden asks shocked. "It's nothing Aiden... Mr. Danover and his friends were just about..." again I get interrupted. "Mr. Danover as in your you know?" Aiden whispered. I nodded yes.

"Is there a problem here or can you let our waitress go back to her job?" Mr. Danover asked. "I'm sorry Sir but Isa was requested at the bar so we will be switching wait staff. Thank you for your patience." Aiden says. "No, Isabell is to be here with me. I mean who are you to take her from me?" Mr. Danover says. "Well Mr. Danover is it? I'm not only her shift manager but I'm also her fiancee so again I'm sorry for the switch but unfortunately Isa is now unavailable in more ways then one." Aiden explains.

Mr. Danover's knuckles turn white due to the tightness of his fist. "Isabell, what is this about are you engaged? Tell me this is a joke." He gritted out. "I'm sorry everyone it was nice to see you all again and as for you I'm sorry I didn't get your name so I'll call you Mrs. Danover it was nice meeting you congratulations on the engagement and upcoming wedding. Have a great evening but I must go." I say quickly and walk away.

I walk to the back in the wine cellar and turn to Aiden whom had a hold of me this whole time. "Thank you for everything but what in the world?" I asked Aiden as I hugged him. "Girl I was not about to let him rub that nasty looking hoe in your face.... so as far as I see we can act as a couple give him a taste of what he is missing... but by the way bitch you did not tell me he is fine as hell." He says. "Let's just get me through tonight shall we?" I say.

For the rest of the night I could feel eyes watching me. I wouldn't even look his way because I already knew. He use to watch me like a hawk when I was his. Every move I made he would examine. It seems as nothing has changed except I no longer belong to him. Aiden was such a big help on keeping me distracted. He had me laughing and dancing around the bar all night to the customers delight. Tips were amazing. He at one point had me sing to an elderly gentleman and his wife.

"Thank God it's time to go home." I said out loud. "Yes speaking of that how about I at least walk you to your door. I have a date tonight but i could cancel if not let me at least make sure your in safe." Aiden spoke. " Yeah, we will all walk you so it's a group of us. Strength in numbers girl. We're walking by that way anyway." Susannah said. "Yeah okay that would be nice." I say walking out of the back to of the restaurant and smack dab into the chest of Mr. Danover.

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