The Contract

C H A P T E R T E N

Edited**

Xavier's Pov

stupid men!

I wanted to pull their eyeballs out for staring at her like that. And why did she wear that dress?

Ugh!

Glancing her way, I saw Emily poking her head out of the window as the wind hit her beautiful hair.

I have to admit, she looked indeed beautiful today but I would prefer her without makeup.

Why am I even thinking about her?

Clearing all my thought from her out of my mind, I scanned my phone to see if I had any messages.

"Aren't we going back to the hotel?" She asked and I shot my head back to her.

She was now facing me and her dress rolled up to her thigh.

Averting my eyes, I clear my throat. "We're going for lunch at a restaurant"

"Oh" she replied at poked her head back out the window.

Shaking my head at her, I went back to scanning my phone.

...

Pulling up to the restaurant, I exit the car and she followed behind.

"Remember what I said" I warned her and she nodded.

And there she goes with her act again. Walking in front me, swaying her hips side to side while her flipping her hair.

That was pretty hot though...

Wait What's wrong with me?!

"Mr. Stephano" the manager himself came and greet me.

"Mr. Richard," I said and shook his hands.

" Questa è mia moglie Emily." I introduced Emily to him. (Translation: this is my wife Emily)

"Ah, È un piacere m," he said and shook her hands while she gives him a polite smile. (Translation: It's a pleasure to meet you)

"Per di qua," he said and guided us to a table. (Translation: this way"

We sat there and minutes later, was attended by a waiter who kept looking at Emily.

" Posso avere 2 Piatti di spaghetti alla carbonara e 2 tazze di bellini" I ordered and the waiter nodded his head while writing in his note pad. (Translation: Can I get 2 Plate of spaghetti and 2 glass of bellini?)

"qualche altra cosa?" He asked and I turned to Emily. (Translation: Anything else?)

"Would you like any other thing?" I asked and she began to think.

"Do they have burgers? If yes can I have tw---"

" no è tutto" I cut her off by speaking to the Waiter. (Translation: No that's all)

" Va bene. Torno tra qualche minuto" he said and left (translation: okay, I'll be back in a few minutes)

"Did you order my burgers?" She asked.

"Emily, they don't make that here" I replied.

"Why? How can they not---"

"Can you just stop talking? You're annoying" I said to her in an annoying tone.

Rolling her eyes at me, she folded her arms and her eyes scanned the room.

A few minutes later the waiter was back with our food and we ate.