Bella pov
That guy from the cafe, that I thought was a waiter, drove me away by 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 except Angelo! How did that guy know?! is he a ghost?!
I gasped "what?"
He pushed me to have a seat "see! As you could see clearly. I'm not a real waiter. I'm rich. Actually, this fancy restaurant belongs to my famil
