
ELiza POV
“What? Really?” I'm proud when Bova recounted the arrival of Adriano Gianni's youngest girl to his office today, it's the second day since the shooting and Gianni used another way to deal with me, this time they're after Bova. “He kissed you at the first meeting, sat on your lap?!”
“Ohh he even dared to invite me to dinner until late at night with his friends?”
“Eating late with his friends?” I don't get it. “What do you mean dinner till late with his friends. Why eat late at night with friends?” Bova knocked on my head.
“Honey, use your imagination... He kissed me.” My mind casts its shadow.
“You mean he did something for you with another woman,..” Bova grimacing wide. “How...” I'm out of words now.
“Maybe he's used to it.” Bova shrugged, making me imagine the association of the jetsets who have companies in various countries in Europe. Probably a private party on yatch in Monaco. Maybe those whose money is already working for them already have a lot to spend. They are 0.1% of the world's population who live by standards different from our average person.
“You're not interested in having a relationship with them?”
“Vanilla, are you doubting me now?” He took my hand and kissed her.
“Entailah, what he said is true. With me I may be your burden. With him, he can give you what you want.”
“I just want you. Clear.” I blushed at his sight. I guess I can only thank him for what he did for me. “If somehow he comes to your restaurant and tries to make you feel defeated. Let's just say you hear a cat meowing. Do not be swayed to reply to what he said, you will spend your patience, because he will definitely try it, if you are affected he will win okay.”
“He will try to meet me?”
“That's for sure, Gianni won't be half-and-half in trying. He used his connections to delay the trial now. If he goes forward now he won't win because one Italian knows his rottenness. He couldn't attack my family because my family also had a group that hated him and worked to bring him down. So all he can do is target me personally. They were desperate, I guess even they were brave enough to offer a family wedding, after that in a year or two they would kick me out, it's okay to replace two years with thirty years. That's a commensurate switch. They're not that smooth. Miss Italy it's a good drama performer.”
“Begukah..” Now my eyes are open. “I didn't expect until so I thought he really liked you.” Bova laughing.
“Hmm. I can only think about cakes and a nice menu.”
“I have my own way of giving them lessons later. If you're cured cook a little for me, but if you're really cured. I'll be mad if you get sick again, understand Vanilla.” I smiled, my face hot with the warmth of his attitude. I who was full of this matter can now get a sincere favor like this.
“But you are indeed handsome, any girl will say that.”
“Are you jealous of Vanilla?” This warm oven smiled at me.
“He kissed you.. The brash girl even sat on your lap and kissed you.”
“You want to sit on my lap?” Now he's up to my bed.
“How can? There's an operating hose still draining the liquid in my chest.”
“My love is jealous..” He's laughing a little. “Later if you recover you can ride my lap anytime. You have a special privilege whenever you want.” I smiled and bit my lips imagining the meaning of his words. “Can I kiss you?” I grimaced to hear him, did he need permission to kiss me, I didn't know Don Juan was such a courtesy.
“Why did you ask for stupid permission..” My words made her laugh, before tilting her head to touch my lips. Be careful not to get too close and touch something that is still attached to my body. I wanted to hug her too but I couldn't. This feeling drives me crazy.
“You must recover quickly, ... because I want you to sit on my lap Vanilla, smell your perfume again.”
“Now I smell medicine.” We laughed a little.
These moments feel so happy. I kissed her briefly back, but she gave me a long kiss without me asking, her eyes saying I was the one she loved, maybe the girl had everything, but I had the heart of my lover. Gianni can offer the world but it doesn't seem to be enough to divert the world I gave him. I don't know why. I just believe in my luck sometimes.