Chapter 9: Lunch is on me
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Before heading to the food court to eat, Isabelle called Leo and got him to place the bags in the trunk. Of course they didn't fit, so the backseat had to hold bags too.
It took him five trips to get the bags (with him mumbling "why were malls created?" at every trip).
When all the bags were finally packed, she and Anahi headed to Pizza Hut to get something to eat.
As soon as they entered, all eyes were on Isabelle, because everyone knew her brother. Some even feared him.
She led Anahi to a table and proceeded to buy a vegetarian pizza, just to be on the safe side.
Anahi sat at the table and waited.
She thought of this place, whatever the name, as a home, except that you had to pay for the food.
Whatever was cooking in the kitchen smelled good, she thought.
"Well this must be my lucky day. First I meet you at the mall, then at Pizza Hut." said a voice, startling her.
She spun around to face Sebastian, who was smiling at her.
"Sebastian?" she said.
He nodded. "I'm surprised Nublas didn't say anything bad about me. Where is she?"
She pointed to where Isabelle was.
"Thank you, off to pick some trouble." he said before rushing to Isabelle.
Anahi smiled as she saw him walk up to her.
Maybe he likes her...
If so, they'd make a really cute couple.
Like you and Mr. Dante?
She blushed just thinking about it.
Then Isabelle stomped back to her with Sebastian following behind her.
"Why don't you just leave me the hell alone Reignas?" she snapped.
"I will if you stop following me Nublas." he said.
She spun around to face him.
"You came here after us. You're the one playing The Perfect Guy!"
"I'm not Michael Ealy, but for you I could be."
They sat down and Isabelle opened the pizza and took out a slice. Anahi followed suit as well as Sebastian.
Anahi bit into the pizza and sighed.
"This tastes heavenly."
"Welcome to pizza Ana." said Isabelle
"Wait, she doesn't know about pizza?" asked Sebastian, sounding shocked.
"She's not Spanish." said Isabelle, rolling her eyes.
"Noooooo," said Sebastian sarcastically, "She's from Africa."
"You're a blockhead, you know-"
"Ma'am," said the cashier, interrupting her, "you haven't paid for the pizza yet."
"I'll pay," said Sebastian, reaching for his wallet.
"No you don't. I am a Nublas."
Anahi looked at Sebastian and Isabelle.
Maybe they won't make a cute couple.
"Doesn't matter Nublas, I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for Ana."
"Her name is Anahi and only I am allowed to call her Ana. My nickname for her, not yours."
"Whatever, lunch is on me."
"But I don't see lunch on you." said Anahi, obviously interested in Sebastian's choice of words.
Before Isabelle could explain what he really meant, he took a slice of pizza and put it on his shirt.
"Now, lunch is on me." he said laughing.
Anahi laughed while Isabelle rolled her eyes.
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It seemed as though Anahi and Isabelle wouldn't be back for days and it was driving Dante nuts.
How long does it take for two women to do a little shopping?
He face palmed when he realized that he sent Isabelle with Anahi.
Oh dear Lord.
She may be his sister, but he swore that other X chromosome inside her made her go coco over spending money.
And now Anahi is going to be just like that.
Yeah right, he thought, Anahi is different.
A fresh contrast from his sister.
Anahi was shy, while Isabelle, well, wasn't.
He could go on and on about how different she was.
Then he heard a crash in the banquet hall.
Good Lord, can't these people do anything right?
He stormed into the hall.
"I thought I said I wanted no noise!"
The cook was slumped on the ground, chocolate all over her face.
"Sorry Your Grace," she said, "I was just-"
He waved his hand dismissively. "Leaving, I'll get another cook."
"But-" she started, "I need this job-"
"Oh really? If you did, there won't be such a horrid mess on my floor. You had your chance, now leave!" he shouted, pointing to the door.
He turned to Felice. "Call another chef."
"But Your Grace, I-"
She was interrupted by his hand gripping her arm tightly.
He threw her out of the mansion.
She hit the floor, the little white on her apron becoming dirty.
She went down on her knees. He rolled his eyes
"Forgive me, it won't happen again."
"You can bet on that. Not only won't it happen again in my kitchen, but in all the other kitchens in Spain!" he roared, causing her to flinch.
She had every reason to be scared. He could have her license revoked and she'd have no source of income.
How would she raise her children?
Just then he pulled her off the ground and pushed her.
"What are you doing?!" yelled a voice.
He spun around to face Anahi.
And boy did she look super angry.
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*retches* Another horrible update.
A double update?
Why, you ask?
I didn't update yesterday and to make up for it, BAM another yucky thing.
So, who do you ship?
Dante and Anahi
OR
Sebastian and Anahi?
OR
Would you prefer that Isabelle get this annoying prick all to herself.
Tata!
-Safiello
- Writer
