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I picked my luggage and Cam got hers.

I called my parents letting them know that we have reached Italy.

After a quick call with my parent.

We grabbed all our luggage and exited airport.

Before we hail a cab, my Dad called.

Oh! Sneaky I forgot to tell you that my friend's son is coming to pick both of you. And I gave your number, I think he already there he just texted me. Be nice to him he is an innocent boy don't scare him and you're staying with them before university dorms open, okay, behave and be nice.

With that my dad closed our call

Within no time another ring appears,

I lifted the call and heard a familiar voice,

No, not once I didn't talk with my dad's friend's son.

But all this cleared up when I saw a familiar figure coming from a black porsche car wearing black jeans paired with black formal shirt.

Nice to meet you Baby didn't thought we will be able meet again within a short time.

Cam is confusingly looking at me.

I told her what has happened "that night" but I didn't telll her what his name is because I don't even his name.

You're my Dad's friend's son,

Yes, I'm your Dad's friend's son.

Can you all grab your luggage and move your feet because I ain't got all day.

Idiot, I muttered.

What honey did you say anything,

Yes, You Idiot.

Do you need to teach me some manners, Sneaky.

How hell did you know my pet name.

From your Papa.

The ride was silent.

I know my friend is racking her brain to find out what is happening right now.

It's evident in her eyes.

Pleading me to relieve her from this torture.

Okay I'll tell you we reach home up until stay alive.

We reached his home which is a very huge building with a beautiful garden of roses and all colorful flowers.

One of the maids approached us and asked us to handover the luggage.

We gave our luggage to a maid.

Mr and Mrs. Jonathan are waiting for you in living room.

We marched to the living room following the Asshole.

We're wished by his parents,

Did Jamie create any troubles for you while getting here, his dad asked us with a smile on his face while his mother is patting his fathers shoulder.

No, Mr.Jonathan.

One rule that you have to follow , that is

Don't ever call us Mr and Mrs. Jonathan.

Call us Dad and Mom, okay.

Okay, Dad.


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