Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Henley

We got to the restaurant. It was an Italian restaurant probably owned by Sandro or any of them cause they securities bowed when we passed.

Money was indeed power.

We settled down on one of the chairs. They were comfy and nice.

"What will you eat?" Finn asked, handing the menu to me.

What are these?

"What are these Finn?" I asked, and he laughed taking the menu from me.

"The first one is the pepperoni pasta and.."

"I know what they are Finn, I can read them but I don't know how they taste. Just order something yummy." I said, and he nodded.

"Then trust me, you'll enjoy this pasta." He said and I nodded.

"And chicken as well." I said, and he nodded.

"Full or half?"

"Full of course and white gloves, I eat my chicken with my hands." I said, and he looked up at me.

I thought he was going to decline but he laughed.

"That makes two of us." He said and i smiled.

"Good."

"Can I sit here?" We both heard and turned to the voice.

It was a beautiful lady. She was so beautiful with her hair packed into a bun. Her Amber eyes blinked at me and I nodded, smiling.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't find any seat around and they person I came here to see is not here yet." She said.

"Don't worry, you can sit and even enjoy with us." Finn said, smiling at her.

Flirt!

"What's your name? Wait! let me do that." He chuckled, raising the bottle and pouring wine into her glass.

"I'm Sofia and I'm thinking.."

"Sofia?" We all turned to the other voice and Sofia chuckled.

"I'm so sorry guys, I got to go. But here's my business card and thank you so much for the drink." She said, standing up with the glass of wine and leaving with the girl after dropping her business card.

Finn threw a flying kiss her way but she didn't see it.

As much as I would have liked to punch Finn for flirting with a woman beside me, I smiled brightly.

It was cute though seeing him stammer to get words but couldn't.

He was a real keeper to whomever that was going to seal his heart.

"Why are you smiling like that?" He asked, turning to me and I slapped his arm..

"And I thought you really liked this Lucy of yours." I said and he chuckled.

"I do like her."

"And you do like that one as well. How peculiar of you." I said for him to shake his head.

"I just greeted her."

"And greeting means flying kisses?"

"You're just like a nagging mother."

"Thank God, you didn't say a jealous wife. I could do more." I said and he bursted into laugher.

"I'm a handsome man Miss Andrews, how can you not appreciate that!" He said and I laughed.

And who said I didn't know that!

Finn was handsome but also a flirt.

The waitress brought our order and began to eat.

"What are you going to do when we find Tim and you go back to your normal life?" He asked.

Exactly?! what was I going to do? Was I going back to that messed up life or what?!

"I'm going to begin my writing class soon and then kick myself back into the writing industry. I'll make sure I'll improve on that." I said and he paused, staring at me before nodding.

"I almost forgot about your passion in writing. Why did you stop? If you had continued then and with the fan base you had.. you'd be a fucking millionaire now." He said, sticking the spaghetti into his mouth.

That was true. So true!

why did I stop? Why did I stop something that would have taken me to places I had never been before? Why did I stop when by now...Tim would not be running around and looking up his shoulder for someone not to get him! Why did I stop?

"My inspiration died." I mumbled and he stopped eating.

Looking up at me and then proceeding to eat.

"When one inspiration dies, another arises. You just didn't take it seriously." He said seriously, cleaning his mouth with the napkin.

"What would happen to Tim if Sandro were to get him?" I asked, changing the topic.

My writing life was complicated and I would not want to delve into that while eating my favorite Italian spaghetti.

"He won't die." Finn answered.

I nearly choked out the food. Was he going to die before?

"What do you mean by that?" Something about how he said it didn't feel right with me.

"He did something bad Henley. Very bad. And truth he told, he would be dead already if it weren't for you. I don't want to talk about it but we've caught him several times and we would have killed him but we keep letting him slip out of our sight." Finny said, sighing as he ran his hand through his hair.

Was it this complicated?

"What did he do? What did he fucking do that's causing so much problems?"

"This is the bill sir." The waitress interrupted and I sighed, finishing my food quickly and cleaning my mouth after drinking water.

Finn paid the bills and we stood up, leaving the place.

"You haven't answered me." I hised at him.

"Somethings are better untold Henley. It's better you don't know what he did." He replied, and I rolled my eyes.

That's what the all say!

"Where are we going now?" I asked.

I was so full and ready to sleep.

"We're going to a place to get you something. There's a party by next week and we need to dress you up."

"Sandro bought a lot of dresses for me."

"That was Sandro, not me. I want to get you mine." He said, and I chuckled.

Finn was a darling.

We stopped the car in front of a beautiful three star Hotel. By just looking at it one would know it wasn't a small hotel.

"It's Sandro's." Finn said, and I nodded.

Yeah! It's Sandros. I scoffed.

Well, the hotel was very beautiful. It was a four storey building and the down floor was a boutique.

Are we here to buy clothes?

We got in and a sales girl walked to us..

"Good day Mr Finn." He greeted.

"I need a ball dress and very beautiful." He said to the girl and she nodded, walking to the rack.

"Go choose whatsoever you want Henley, it's all on me." Finn said, and I nodded walking to the racks.

My eyes widened when I saw the price of the fancy leather jacket and trousers that was packed.

It was so beautiful but very expensive.

"You like it?"

"No, I don't. It's too fancy for me." I flashed a smile going to the next one.

I was not a gold digger.

"Take whatever you like Henley without looking at the price, it's me Finn..not Alessandro." He said, and I turned and glare at me.

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Couples fight is something I don't want to partake in." He waved his hand.

I was about to hit him when my eyes widened and I turned around.

Sandro!

What the hell was he doing here?

TBC