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Chapter Seventeen

"Where are you going?" He repeats pulling me back to face him.

"I told you, Amelia and I are going out all day. Can I have a day off? I'll be back before 6:30."

"Okay fine." He lets go of my hand and I proceed to go on my date.

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"So you don't plan on going back to the strip club?" He asks.

"Yeah, it was really a one-time thing to kind of piss off a guy." I confess with a small laugh.

He chuckles before taking a sip of his red wine. "What type of guy would piss off a pretty girl like you?"

My face goes red. "A complete asshole," I mutter thinking of Vincenzo.

"So you want to get back at him by hanging out with me?" He pretends to be offended.

"No, well, kind of, I don't know, maybe." I ramble.

He laughs and calls a waiter to get our cheque. "Don't worry I'll help."

I smirk. "Thank you but let me help you with the cheque."

"Don't think I can afford it?" He asks pulling out two $100 bill from his wallet. The meal wasn't even that expensive. "Keep the change." He smiles at the waiter and walks out of the restaurant with me. "I'll drive you to your place where he is and then we can make him jealous."

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"You ready?" He asks, pulling me close to him. I nod my head and he crashes his lips against mine.

It was nothing like kissing Vincenzo because this time he was more gentle and stroked his hand against my skin which sent tingles everywhere. I pull away once my alarm goes off and give him an apologetic smile.

"It was fun hanging out with you, until next time." I wave at him as we part our separate ways.

I rush into the kitchen and quickly bring his food up to his room. I completely forget to knock on his door and catch him staring outside the window.

"Your food is ready." I inform him, placing the tray on his bed.

"Who was that?" He asks, still backing me.

"A friend." I honestly state.

He turns around to look at me with an angry look "What?" I ask innocently.

"I thought you were out with Amelia." He reminds me of my previous words.

I fake a surprised expression and look at him. "Well I changed my plans, plus, I thought you were up Claire's ass."

Slowly, he walks closer to me and his face comes really close to mine. "Was he a better kisser than me, Tesoro?"

"I'm not going to allow you to play these games with me, Mr Varallo. You chose Claire, so forget about having me." I inform.

He groans rolling his eyes. "I didn't fucking choose Claire, Arabella. Claire advised me to be in a relationship to make me happy and I've never been in one before. I was just practising with her, but I didn't tell her that." He explains.

I stand there dumbfounded due to his words. "The truth is," He begins sitting back on his bed. "every single time I was fucking her, I was thinking of you."

I stand there even more confused than before. He takes a bit out of his Caprese salad with pesto sauce as he watches me comprehend what I had just heard.

"Okay." I respond.

"Okay? That's how you're going to react? With an okay?" He questions.

"I don't know what else to say. You go around sleeping with random girls, ignore me and then come out of nowhere and tell me this. I don't understand you, Mr Varallo."

"You know you can call me by my first name." He reminds.

Sadly, I look at him with an annoyed face and collect his empty plate. "Thanks." He says. Just as I reach the door he speaks up. "You want me to trust you, si?" [Italian Translation: Yes]

I turn around and look at him. I nod my head while saying yes.

"Then you have to tell me the truth from where you came from." He states.

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What a boring date. Arabella left Vinny for Frankie?? Vincenzo, I'm always here!!!

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Updating Tuesday 8th December 2020 12:00pm-15:00pm (GMT+1)

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