Chapter 10: Friends

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*Anthea's pov*

And that's how I got here, standing at this big buildings entry.

Spade had asked me to go out to dinner with him, after I cheered him up.

As friends, of course.

I had to go to work first so I'm kinda tired.

I hum, walking in, feeling quite out of place, with my blue thigh length dress, and really tall heels, with my hair falling to my hips lazily.

I decided to dress not so fancy, because it wasn't like this was a date or anything.

Although, for some reason, my heart wouldn't stop beating.

I brush it off, entering the exquisite looking place.

There's a few people present already, making me kinda nervous.

It's almost funny, I mean in only a few months I reconnected with Spade, and I thought id never talk to him again.

I go to one of the staff.

"Hi. Is there a reservation here, for Spade and Anthea?" I ask.

"Yes, why?"

"I'm Anthea" I say.

She almost drops her glasses of champagne.

"One moment" she says, rushing to somewhere.

I feel uneasy.

"Everyone! We've been informed that someone has rented the restaurant for tonight. You have to leave" the same staff member shouts.

Everyone starts getting up, to leave respectfully.

Well mannered people.

I start to walk to the door.

"Except you Anthea" the staff member says.

"Why am I staying? Someone bought the place didn't they-"

"Mr Villanueva rented it" she says.

I gasp.

Why would he do something like that? Is he crazy? Just going around buying expensive things.

She leads me to the center of the floor, where a small table is with blue roses decorating it.

My heart clutches as I look at the roses.

Perhaps he knows about my obsession with them?

The staff member leaves and I'm left to my thoughts and the menu.

I can't believe he rented a restaurant just for our dinner together.

I notice a note in the middle of the table.

'Blue roses are beautiful. Everytime I think about them only one thing comes to mind: you. I want you to have this, for not leaving yet.- S" I read, the elegant note holding so much meaning.

I look at the note confused, but my heart doing a 360 at his sweet words.

He wants me to have what?

Another staff member comes to grab my arm, seeing me put the note down.

I would panic, if my mind wasn't on that note from spade.

He leads me outside and my eyes widen.

Spade is leaning against a black McLaren elva, with black sunglasses on.

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