The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 18. The Don Juan Preference
"You don't know?" I don't know why I don't believe what he's saying.
"Do you think I know what's going on?" I was silent, it seems he didn't know. Because he brought me here to actually avoid his mother.
"Well, what should we do?"
"What else can we do? Uncle interfered because of the insistence of Mother and wife. I have no way to help you if Uncle won't. You must come along. Besides what they can do. Just two days consider it a vacation to Catania."
What can they do?
Well, that's right. What can they do if their own child shuts himself down. They tried anything to Don Juan if he kept avoiding a serious relationship was an impossibility. Consider this a payment for Don Juan's help. I'm helping him in the meantime with his mother who doesn't like his anti-commitment principles.
"alright...Just think of it that way. I think they just want to see you not alone..." I shrugged my shoulders, he saw me.
"Sorry got you involved in this. Yesterday I was actually interrogated by my mother. He finally came to my conclusion ga*y. It kind of worried me so much that I brought you here." I grimaced.
"Your mother she's just worried about you I guess. You've helped me a lot, let's just say I helped you this time."
"I know he's worried about me but everything's fine for me actually." He took me a drink from the waiter who passed us, gave it to me.
"thank you. It turns out that whatever the way there must be a problem, no." He seemed to be thinking about what I was saying now, but he said nothing. I actually also agree in principle, sometimes it is simpler to live after you have experienced some major failures, can focus on yourself. "You have a colleague you need to meet again, I'll accompany you." This is the show, now I'm helping him meet the guests.
"We can eat first." It's a non-formal party. Guests chat at his desk or at other tables, while some make groups, while music is played and singers entertain guests."
"Wans..." A beautiful young girl called out to him now. A girl with blonde hair like Sophie, the girl smiled at her like she had known him for a long time.
I guess now I know her type, blonde always makes her turn on! Well.well, I'm definitely out of his type, I feel a little safe. Just as he was also quickly paying attention to Valentina at first, Sophie, then this girl, she was obviously a blond girl lover, the dark-haired me would be safely off the radar. (Red :Stt..Monica is also blonde hihi.).
"Ohh Alesha...You're here, you're accompanying someone."
"Yes I'm accompanying someone, how are you." The girl smiled at him sweetly. Probably one he's paid for too.
"I'm good. How about you, who you're accompanying."
"I'm accompanying Massimi Boni."
"Ohh Massimo, I'll also meet him, oh yeah this meet my friend Eliza."
"Hi, I'm Eliza... Nice to meet you, baby." I've always been kind and friendly to young girls.
"How about we go to your desk, I haven't met Massimo yet either." He then acted normally to the girl, as we talked to his other colleagues. Doesn't seem to know him even in front of his partner, only mention having met once.
Think of him as just a casual acquaintance. Not involved, or any feeling. Even though the girl seemed quite captivated by him and seemed to wish he had behaved more sweetly. But he didn't do it. He only applies he knows her but never gets along at all.
We met with a few more colleagues after saying merry Christmas to them and I was with him.
"I know your type now..." I purposely teased him. He looked at me when we finished talking to his colleague.
"My type?"
"Blonde and hourglass..." I grimaced widely and he chuckled as I shot those words.
"It's just preference. You're a very good partner tonight. Thank you." Thank you."
"It's great to help Mr. Bova."
"You wanna dance?"
"Dance?" I thought, later his mother would think I was fascinated with his son. "I changed my mind, I don't think we should dance. No."
"Why?"
"I don't want to look too fascinated with you. It'll be messed up in front of your family."
"Oh well, I see, you think I'm very bad." I chuckled when she thought my statement was too personal.
"No. I don't think you're bad, I just understand your point of view. I feel better on my own too. We both have failed a lot, but the young girl chasing you thinks you're a white riding prince. I was in their position once, hoping for all the happy ever after, but unfortunately a lot of things happened later... So I understand you'd rather have everything under control around you. That's it, Mr. Bova. But if you ask me if I'd rather avoid you, I'll say yes, don't hurt me...." I smiled at him.
"You understand it." He looked at me without offense.
"But we're in trouble because your mom thinks you're fascinated with me. So I guess you shouldn't make this any more dangerous. Later if we don't prove we're just friends, your mother will be more hopeful."
"You two don't forget your promise, you'll have to go to Palermo for your birthday. My dear Eliza, you're ready, aren't you?" I met her Mom and Aunt again at the end of the show.
"Alright Auntie, but I'm just Bova's friend, not her boyfriend." I repeated it again, not wanting him to expect too much with all this.
"I understand you're just his friend. What matters is that you came. That's a relief." What they are actually planning.
"Well I'll Auntie, thank you for your invitation..."
We split up later and Bova then drove me back.
"Are you officially divorced?" One question when we were on the road.
"I think the beginning of the year will come out his letter. Why are you asking?"
"It's okay, just don't want to get your ex-husband to accuse me of taking his wife who he still wants." I laughed at his question.
"He's got a new blonde, why does he want me." I smiled wryly trying to look unaffected. "Don't talk about the guy, ..." My business with him is just for him to pay his obligations to me.
But I guess if he doesn't pay me I just give up and focus on my own restaurant. It's hard to take care of that I have to go back and forth to Milan Madrid, while the problems here are stacked. If he won't give me my rights as we agreed then
"But it looks like you're still keeping something..."
"I? Keeping something? He keeps my money? That's all after that I'll forget about it. Nothing special."
"If you want you can ask Fernando to take care of the division of property. He works at a law firm with international affiliates, he has partners in other countries."
"No, .. I don't want a trial. If he won't give it to me, I'll just assume it's gone. I'll just focus on the restaurant."
"Just up to you, if you want to just tell me."
"Thank you for your offer. But no, I can't go to court to sue him. Better to forget him and take care of my life again..." He listened but then let me reflect looking towards the street we were passing by.
"The one that ends badly doesn't mean everything gets bad."
"That's different for me, because I don't think anyone would accept my flaws. Hmm. So maybe I dream of becoming a successful entrepreneur, solving this problem, opening more branches or new businesses and enjoying my life. Many ways to enjoy life ..." I smiled without burden. Right now it feels still bitter but I guess over time I will forget about it soon.
"You're an amazing woman..."
"And you. I think you're just getting along too much with a young girl that makes it easy to make money the easy way. Someday you'll meet the right girl and not worry about your mother anymore..."
"Maybe..." I smiled at him and propped up my chin on the back of the middle seat.
"Don Juan is cruel, how many hearts have you broken." He grimaced and looked at me. Strange we feel now a friend, I'm not afraid to say this to him.
"I never promised anything. If they wish I had said it all in the beginning. It's just a professional job."
"You are too charming..."
"So you wonbut I'm charming thank you. You want to change the deal." I laughed immediately.
"No." Turn your face and answer it.
"Why do you say I'm charming."
"The charming is the most dangerous and unbelievable." It was her turn to laugh.
"Oh come on I'm not that bad." He's still teasing me. I just look at it in annoyance.
"Don Juan you're not bad, you speak frankly. Only I can't accept such a relationship if I have a choice. You gave me a choice ...I have to thank you. You helped me and I helped you raise your group. That's fair enough isn't it..."
He smiled at me.
"I was just kidding."
"I know..." I looked back at him.
"We're friends okay. Ask for whatever help you need."
"You're obviously a good friend."
Now I can only tell her this. Tonight we can talk as friends and be closer. And most of all he is the way out of my problems.