It's been a week . A week since the meeting with Mr saverio and I've not heard a word from him.
For some odd reasons, I've not been able to get my mind off him and I cannot fathom why .
Is it his looks? His civility ? Wealth ? Power ? or the danger that radiates off him. It's probably the fact that he has my dad, in fact it has to be . I can't let myself have any thought about him that doesn't deal with my dad, and besides I already have a boyfriend and he's the sweetest. so I have to banish all ungodly thoughts about him.Okay, so he's very attractive , confident, and commanding but on the flip side, he's arrogant and for all his impeccable manners he's autocratic and cold .
I am pulled out of my train of thoughts when I hear my mum talking to someone at the door .
'who could that be' I thought .
well it'll do no harm to find out so I go down to check .
"Is Gianna falco in?" asks a masculine voice.
"Yes I am." I say before my mum could speak.
"I'm here under the orders of Mr saverio." he says.
'Finally' I thought to myself.
"Okay?" I urge him on.
"He has required your presence for dinner and has asked that you wear what's in this bag." he hands over a white designer bag.
"Oh thank you , you'd do well to exercise a little patience so I can get ready." I smile politely .
I go up to my room and take the dress out of the bag. It is a silver satin, thin strapped floor length dress with a low cut v-neck.
The dress looks so expensive and gorgeous, I was almost afraid to put it on .
'It's just a dress Gianna' I thought with a sigh.
I put on the dress, quickly apply my makeup, and finish the look with the silver stilettos that came with the dress .
I went down and saw the chauffeur still standing at the porch.
"Gianna what's going on?" my mum asks with worry etched in her voice.
"It's okay mum, I'll be back." I give a reassuring smile .
"I'm ready" I say loud enough for him to hear.
"Okay miss." he nods, then opens the back door of the sleek car for me to get in.
I settle back against the soft leather of the seat, willing myself to calm down and enjoy the drive .
The chauffeur pulls up to the curb of what looks like a five point restaurant.
He gets down and swings the door open, just enough for me to get down.
I run a palm down both sides of my dress to smooth out any bunching as I take in a deep breath. seeing him again gives me this feel I can't place my hand on. For some reasons I find myself eager to him."What's your reservation ?" a waiter asks us the moment we enter the restaurant.
"Mr saverio." the chauffeur says and I see the waiters face go slack then nervous .
"Oh ri..right, th.. this way please." he stammers.
'Is this how much fear his name puts in people ?' I thought.
We were led up to a private and exclusive part of the restaurant, where I see him, seated calmly like owns the place .
He stands, when he sees me coming towards him."I see you spent a lot on this dress." I say.
His eyes rakes up and down my body, and lingers his gaze on the low-cut of my dress then he smiles appreciatively.
My breath gets cut up in my throat and I feel Like my temperature instantly rose two degrees.
YOU ARE READING
BARGAIN
RomanceGianna Falco gets stuck as she finds out that her father has been seen as a traitor in the most dangerous crime organizations. But knowing her father, she is sure that he isn't and is willing to do anything to vindicate him. After much thought she c...