⇰ 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗥𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘇 struggles to hide her relationship with her boyfriend, Joseph, from the people she loves and being the only daughter of the well-known business man, Arturo Rodriguez, means her decisions and movements are always being w...
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Fuck, I can't believe they saw me. I'm so fucking stupid.
"Lina," Danny's voice pulls me away from my thoughts as he steps into the kitchen, curiously looking at me.
"Danny," I clear my throat, stepping away from the wall and meeting his mocha colored eyes. "Good morning," I smile at him politely while fidgeting with the dress in my hands.
"Good morning," a boyish grin forms on his lips. "Do you want to have breakfast together? I haven't ate yet and I know you like to eat outside," he kindly offers and I nod my head.
I need to talk to him anyways.
"Sure, I would like that," I hum and watch eyes glimmer in delight at my answer. Before walking over to the stove to serve myself, I place my dress on the chair of the small table that no one uses.
I hope it doesn't get dirty.
I walk over to Danny who already has two plates out for us. "The dress is beautiful," he compliments it and I nod in agreement.
"It is, Elena got it for me," I tell him, reaching over him to get my plate so I can serve myself but he pushes my hand away.
"I'll serve you," he says and before I can protest he shushes me, causing me to roll my eyes.
"Thank you, Danny," I say nonetheless, grabbing my plate filled with food from his hands. I don't know how I'm going to tell him that Luca will be taking his place.
Danny is a good friend and has always treated me with kindness but Luca can the job better.
"Let's go," I say once I see that he's done serving himself. He shoves a piece of bacon in his mouth while playfully wiggling his eyebrows at me. I giggle, walking past him and leading the way outside to the gazebo.
Once we sit down I immediately begin to devour my food. God, Elena makes the best scrambled egg. I look up from my plate, taking a small breather from inhaling my food. My eyes move over to find Danny smiling at me with an amused glint in his eyes.
"Is there something on my face? I ask, quickly grabbing my napkin to wipe the corners of my mouth.
"No, it's just," his cheeks begin to grow red and I tilt my head at him, wondering what is wrong with him. "Never mind," he clears his throat and takes a sip of his coffee.
Instead of asking him what he was going to say I just raise my eyebrows at him and continue to eat the rest of my food while trying to figure out what to tell him.
"Danny, I need to talk to you about something important," I take a sip of my lemonade before giving him my full attention.
"Is something wrong?" He asks, concern painted all over his face. Fuck, now I feel bad.
"No, well, yes," I stumble with my words, my hands starting to sweat. "Something happened this morning," I exhale deeply and his eyes widen in panic.
