Chapter 7

"Let's get going"
Looking up at Damien I nod" I lead the way and I also open the door for myself by the way.
We walked in complete silence and I couldn't help but wonder how boring this dinner was going to be. I was so lost in thought I didn't realize we were already at Damien's car. It's a different one, this time it's a black Lamborghini. I open the door for myself and sit at the back.
Damien gets in the car and frowns at me after seeing that I decided to sit at the back.
"You know I'm not your driver right?" I roll my eyes and step out of the back seat to open the front door. After getting in i fasten my seat belt.
Damien starts the car and it doesn't take long and we're already on the road. The drive is so quiet it makes me nervous. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to converse with him. It's just that as a normal human being I would like to speak and be spoken to. I start scrolling through my phone absentmindedly.
"Did you really use my conditioner and soap" Damien's voice disrupts my thoughts. I turn to look at him and see that he's focused on the road. Smirking I answer "yes I did"
I expected him to continue talking but he keeps mute and focuses on the road. I inwardly sigh, such a conceited jerk.
About twenty minutes later Damien pulls up at a fancy looking restaurant named Sky. Such a weird name for a restaurant.
I unfasten my seat belt and get out of the car. Damien comes out too and leads the way into the restaurant. After entering the restaurant I finally understand why it was named Sky. The restaurant is very beautiful, it has blue and white designs and the tables were made to look like floating clouds in the air. If you give it a close look you'll notice that there are crystal and transparent table legs.
The waiters are dressed in white accompanied by blue aprons.
I've never seen blue and white look so beautiful. The restaurant is crowded with people who are obviously dressed like rich associates.
All tables are full, I see some people nodding at Damien and even waving at him. He just gave them a blank look and made a turn to another part of the restaurant.
I'm about to ask him where we're going until I see a VIP named area which is less crowded and designed elegantly. We enter the VIP room and I must say it's beautiful.
I pull out the chair for myself and so does Damien. A waiter quickly rushes to take our orders. The waiter is a young guy which looks to be my age. After asking Damien what he'll like to get, he turns to me smiling and I give him my order.
After the young waiter left we resumed our boring date, I continue scrolling through my phone and just when I look up, Damien is staring right at me. He doesn't even blink even after I cut him staring.
I decide to make small talk "hmm, so what do you do?. Like where do you work?" I ask him looking straight at his hazel eyes. He still keeps his blank face on.
"I own a business company, I own an engineering company, I own a designing company, I also have a logistics firm" Damien simply says.
I nod and give up deciding that it's of no use making small talk with him. Just say you're a business man, so conceited. This is really boring, I should have just listened to Liza and followed her to the club. I would have had more fun there. Damien is just a breathing robot. He casually looks around the restaurant,after some minutes he brings out his phone and starts typing away.
"What about you?" he asks after some moments of silence. He doesn't take his eyes from his phone though.
"I'm a doctor, surgeon to be precise" I reply. He turns his attention back to me and just nods,.
He doesn't say anything else, we sit in silence for a while until a different waiter brings our food. She's a blonde with average height. She seems to be dressed in a skirt that could size a two weeks old goat.
She blushes when Damien's wrist wash and her bracelet gets tangled together. Damien just friends and tries to untie it. She seductively presses herself to him while pretending to help him untangle it.
How cliche?  He's flirting with a guy right in front of me. I know this isn't a real marriage but at least I deserve some respect.
Damien finally untangles the bracelet and the girl leaves but not without blushing.
I simply start eating my food with not even a single glance his way. Damien also eats his food in silence. After a little while I stop eating a turn my attention back to my phone. Liza keeps sending me messages saying the club will close by 4am and I could still come after the date.
I check the time and it's 8:30 pm. I can't wait for this boring date to be over, needing some fresh air I get up and excuse myself.
I go through the same room we came and find myself in the main restaurant, I ask a waiter for directions to the restroom. After getting directions I start making my way to the restroom. On my way I hear two ladies whispering to themselves or rather, they thought they were whispering to themselves.
"See, she's the one Damien Lorenzo brought to dinner" said the first girl, discretely pointing at me
The second girl gasps "Oh My God, I can't believe it. OMG, isn't that Francesca Martina?. Damien Lorenzo never takes a girl out. She must be special"
"Rumor has it that he's so hard to get. Even Sara hasn't gotten him to date her" Says the first girl
Their"whispers" fade off as I take a turn for the restroom. After using the restroom I'm about to leave when a female voice stops me
"So you're the Francesca Martina" a chirpy and irritatingly loud voice says from behind me. I turn around to see an overdressed makeup plastered lady glaring at me. She's wearing a tight peach mini skirt and white crop top.
"I'm afraid I don't know your name. And you must be?" I say returning her glare
The lady frowns and seems offended that I don't know her. "Sarah Jones, I'm Sarah Jones" she says playing with her hair
"Okay" I turn back to leave but she rushes to my front and says " Damien must have took you to dinner but he is MINE, he loves me, not you. For all I know this must be some business dinner. Don't get your hopes up and don't play with my man"
Her man? Is she kidding me. I fight the urge to burst out laughing. If only she knew her man is married. Even though it's fake, she's still talking to his wife. I would love to break the news to her but the marriage is confidential for now. But what does she mean by her man? Is Damien dating? I'm not allowed to date but he can?.
Getting irritated I try to step past her but she blocks my way. Okay that's enough, I've had enough. She must think I'm some kind of quiet gullible girl but she's mistaking.
I fold my arms and glare at her "look, I really don't have your time so kindly move from my way. If you claim he's your man then go meet him and ask him why he took me to dinner and not you. Remind him you're his girl not me. Cause I'm obviously the one he took on a date not his dumb girl. Now if you'd excuse me I have a date to get back to" With that I left her there with a surprised and angry expression on her face but not without making a point of using my shoulder to push her.
I hate girls like her. If you believe your "man" took another girl out on a date then go confront him. Why do you have to harass the girl instead of him.
I had to tell her that so she knows better than to mess with me next time.
I go back to the VIP room and take my bag, I don't even give Damien a glance before I start making my way out of the restaurant. I'm already outside when I remember he brought me here. I inwardly sigh then decide to take a cab.
I left because the date is obviously over, we came to eat just like the contract said and I also feel disrespected with the fact that there's this Sara girl he's dating while I have to stay celibate.
I text Liza and tell her I'm on my way to the club. I decide to take a taxi instead. I'm about to stop one when a warm hand stops me.
I turn back to see Damien looking at me with a frown on his face. I realize we're standing so close I can feel his breath fanning my face.
"Where are you going and why did you leave like that" he asks staring at me like he's trying to read me. He looks angry
"The date was already over, we just sat there saying nothing" I simply say looking at everything and everyone else but him
"Where are you going" he repeats word after word.
"To a club" I say folding my arms.
Damien just raises his brows and that's when I realize this night is yet to be over...