It's Not All Roses

Chapter-03

ANASTASIA'S P.O.V

As I was going through the menu my phone rang up. It was Papà. I picked it up with shaking hands," Hello Papà."

"Did you meet him?"

No how are you, did you reach safely, are you safe. It seems like he doesn't care about us anymore. He has been like this ever since mom died. So cold...and uncaring. "I did not yet. I m sitting in the café though..."

"Ok. Make sure to behave with him nicely.", with that he hangs up. I sighed, trying hard not to cry. I wonder what would have happened if mom was still alive. Maybe I could still have been in Italy and maybe my family would not have broken to pieces leaving things shattered among us. I checked my phone and realize I don't have much charge left. I wonder how long will it take for him to get here...or is he here already? I look around the café inconspicuously trying to find someone who would fit the name Tyler. None grabbed my attention. I texted Papà to send me his number so that I can call him up. I looked at the menu again. My mouth-watering at the pictures of decadent chocolate cakes, brownies, different assortments of drinks and whatnot.

I finally decided to order a Matcha latte. I got up and walked towards the counter and waited in the queue patiently. Finally, my turn came. It didn't take long for them to serve my order. I flashed a smile at the barista and walked towards my chair only to realize I forgot to take a straw. I went back to the counter with my drink in one hand and asked for a straw. As I was waiting for it patiently, my phone vibrated in my hand. Opening it, I saw a message from Zach. How cute that he is worried about me at this age. I replied to him that I had reached safely and I will call him once I reach the penthouse. I took the straw and pushed it in my drink, taking a sip I started to walk towards my table, my eyes on my phone.

Next thing I know I had bumped into a wall and my drink is no longer in my hand. I looked front to realize it's a guy, ashamed I did not look at his face and instead focused on the rather large stain I made on his white shirt. "I..I am so very sorry..." I started to ramble and took the blame for bumping into him. I quickly take out a napkin and start to wipe off the stain. All of a sudden he screams and pushes my hands away and starts swearing at me. "I am so very sorry. I wasn't thinking right, my whole day is messed up and I was just going through some important messages and I didn't notice you. If you want, I can buy you a new t-shirt or get it dry-cleaned for you. My driver is just outside the café, I'll get it in no time..." I ramble on nervously, shivering at the tone of his voice. He grabs my face out of nowhere and lifts up my head to look at him. I look straight in his eyes. The side of my mouth started to hurt as his grip tightened around it.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Do you think I don't have money to get myself a t-shirt? Or that I'll give you my shirt so that you can get it dry-cleaned while I wait for it over here shirtless?" He roared coming near my face. I snapped. I pushed him away and threw the rest of the drink on top of his head, "What an asshole!" I scream and get the hell out before he could get out of his shock and run inside the car. I tell the driver to take me straight to the penthouse. My phone vibrates again. This time it was a message from my dad. He had sent me his number so I decided to call him. I rang his phone up but it went straight to voicemail. I decided to leave him a message instead.

Anastasia: It's me, Anastasia. I am sorry but I had already left the café. Looking forward to meeting you at the penthouse.

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