THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 38's. Dinner with Friend
"How old are you?"
"35." In accordance with my estimate.
"You don't have a boyfriend?" Little asked his personal problems out of curiosity
"No." Since he is happy to go with me like this then surely the answer is no. But he had a promise not to seduce me because we were friends. Friends don't seduce each other.
"Why not?"
"Not found what moved my heart."
"Hmmm..." I thought of another reason he answered.
"Maybe too busy to find a way back." He was silent now, I imagine with all the events that had befallen him, his hatred for his stepmother must have been enormous, he was trying hard to prove himself to his father here.
"You're right, I guess. Women never make my priority list."
"Because there's a lot of work to be done. You don't want to add unnecessary trouble. A lot of girls wish for you, but you let it be handled by Anna. I finally understand your motivation."
"Yes, that's right." He agreed easily.
"You're not letting me be handled by Anna?" He's laughing a little. I enjoyed his expression, what he would answer.
"Svetluny, what answer do you want? You said I can't seduce you. Then I won't do it, but if you think otherwise just say what you want. But obviously we're friends, I handle my own friends."
"We're friends, you can't seduce me." I smiled, reminding her again, although this attention was not from the person I wanted to enjoy it.
"So you'll never let me be handled by Anna, will you?"
"Would never be. Because we're friends and I appreciate you more than anything." He approached me with a friend's assurance. I know a little bit what he is doing.
But I'm still going after Andrew, this relationship with the Russian mafia is going to be very complicated. And I never imagined I'd be living in Moscow in the future.
"We've arrived." We got to a building, half of this building is functioned as a hotel and this Nacarat occupies the top of this building. "Here you are?" I'm nodding.
"That's how it was with Mark I guess..."
"Hmmm..." He doesn't talk much about it.
"Sir, welcome, the place you want has been emptied." A staff member came and reported to him.
We went upstairs, a pub and a restaurant were filled with guests, and he was able to access a table by the side of a glass window where the view of the Montreal lanscape was clear. For a moment I sat down and looked at everything in front of me in awe.
"It's beautiful, thanks for bringing me here."
"It's nice to bring you here." He then offered me drinks and food that I could order generously.
While I sometimes steal glances admiring his handsome figure. Besides I realize he has no foreign accent at all, it has been twenty years here it seems that it erases his foreign accent.
Then we had a long conversation. He told me a little he invested in this business and even worked here at once when he was only 16 years old by borrowing his aunt's money, and after a dozen years they already had several other branches.
While she was telling me, my mind kept thinking about Andrew and Anna. Was Andrew after freelancing expecting Eliza to be with Anna.