Bella

That guy from the cafe that I thought was a waiter drove me away in his fancy car to a quiet restaurant. He didn’t answer any of my questions. He just looked so calm at me and told me to wait.

Once we stepped inside this fancy restaurant, honestly, I couldn’t wait anymore. There was something fishy and not understandable at all to me. He was obviously too rich to work as a waiter.

I groaned “who the hell are you again? And how did you know my name?”

He chuckled “calm down, princess! I made my investigations.”

Fuck! He said, princess! No one said this word to me...