Emilo's POV
It's been 2weeks since my incident with that Joanne lady. Vic got back to me 10hrs after my request and I must say I like her already.
Vic got me every information I needed to know about her, from her name down to her shoe size. She sure is a millionaire's rebellious child from Germany, Joanne Lola Castillo.
"Sir, we are ready to move " I was finally drawn back to earth by Vic's voice. I decided to pay her a visit in her favorite restaurant where she goes to eat at this time.
"Ok, I will be out in a minute" I said to Vic. As Vic silently left my room, I adjusted my suit one more time and headed off to my already waiting convoy.
30 MINUTES Later.
We arrived at this small infamous restaurant 5min away from the school. I saw her sitting pretty and eating her lunch.
"I will be going in alone. Tell the rest to stay back" I ordered Vic
"But sir, the President order..." Vic was still talking when I became impatient
"Vic the President isn't here and I'm giving out the order here. Or do you prefer I call my grandmother and inform her you disobeyed me?" Everyone is scared of the great Mrs Emilia Santiago, she is one woman you don't want to mess with, my father included.
"I'm sorry sir." He withdrew 2 steps away from me and spoke into his earphone "stay back everyone".
I went inside and I walked up to her table, I pulled a seat close to her and sat right beside her.
"Hello, remember me?" I said.
Her face still glued to her food she responded "ok"
"Ok? I didn't ask you an OK question, I asked if you remember me" I said.
"Alright" she responded again, without looking at who was talking to her.
"Miss, you aren't been funny here" getting angry at her attitude. She's intentionally ignoring me
She angrily drank some water and breath in and out to calm herself then finally turned to look at me directly into my eyes, I must say she scared me a little .
"Look here Mr, it's not funny either if you disturb people whilst the eat. Haven't you heard of table manners? You are meant to eat in silence, and that's what I'm doing here Mr. " She said Angrily"I'm so sorry about my ignorance then. I was just trying to start a conversation with you Miss" I responded with a straight face
"Then wait for me to finish my meal before you say anything. And besides who are you that should be of importance to my memory?" She responded a little bit calm now
"Oh yeah I am Emilio Santiago" I said
"Why should I remember you Mr Emilio?" She looked confuse
"Oh right" realizing my mistake "I'm the guy you bombed into on campus two weeks ago. Remember?" She still looked confuse. "The one with the many guards that could scare other students, remember?" I laughed a little remembering her outburst that day.
She seemed to remember "oh! Yes!!! Is you Mr. In need of a babysitter" she responded with a little smile
"Don't call me that" I said firmly "my name is Emilio and those weren't intentionally my fault. "I defended myself
"Oh right, you think I will buy that crap. So what are you doing here Mr Emilio?" She said
"I came to see you" I responded
"Why? Wait, were you following me? Are you some kind of a psycho I should be careful of?" She said almost whispering
"No I'm not a psycho. I just came to get something and saw you through the window eating and i decided to say hi to you" I had to lie before she discover I'm truly a psychopath who ran an investigation on her on the first day of accidentally meeting her.
"Oh ok then. Hi!" She said and returned back to eating her food.
Smiling at how difficult and different she is I said " do you mind telling me your name and phone number?"
She threw her spoon into her plate like I had gone too far or I was frustrating her at the moment "Mr Emilio can't you see I'm trying not to loose my appetite with your presence here?" She shouted angrily at me
I chuckled a little "I'm sorry Miss, give me your name and phone number and I promise I will let you eat in peace and quiet. Please " I pleaded. Of course I have to act like I don't know her name or phone number.
Thinking of me begging for something, I really wish my mother was here to see me plead for something for the first time, she would have given me the lecture on why I am a Santiago.
Fed up with my talks I presume, she rolled her eyes and breath out of frustration " ok fine, my name is Joanne Castillo" she looked at me "hand me your phone, I can't scream out my number" she demanded stretching out her hands
I reached for my phone " oh sorry about that." Getting my phone I handed it to her. She typed her number and saved it as Joanne C. And handed me back my phone. "Thank you, Joan I really appreciate"
She nodded her head as she resumed eating her food.
Standing up and ready to leave "I will be leaving now" I said to her. But she didn't respond, she just raised her left hand to wave me bye. I smiled at how much attention she was given to her food " ok then bye. I will be calling you" I walked out of the restaurant to my convoy and went back to my apartment.
I couldn't stop myself from thinking how lovely she looks even when she's angry. Joanne Lola Castillo is definitely going to be MINE.
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