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Today I woke up with Fabian. Me in his arms. He was sleeping so peacefully that I didn't want to wake him up.
I went to take a shower and dressed myself in a sky blue dress with white small flowers.
Today the sky was different. It seemed to be more clear. Vast and sunny. The sunlight glows more but the atmosphere is slightly windy.
A good morning to start with.
I went to the kitchen and cooked some fluffy pancakes and some omelette with bacon. For drink I just pour some orange juice in the glass.
Now that everything was prepared I will wake Fabian.
When I turned around I bumped into a hard solid. My nose stinging a little. I rubbed my nose and looked at the culprit.
It was the devil himself standing here all in his glory with his naked chest.
It was incredibly built. I can also see his tattoos. A small rose on his neck. In his arm a long snake covering it.
On his chest two knight warriors with a sword pointed in a cross. Below that is written "Combatti per te stesso. La vendetta arriverà." ﹛Fight for yourself. Revenge will come.﹜
I traced my hands in those words. Revenge...? For what...?
I felt him tense so I looked up at him. I saw his jaw was clenched and his eyes darkens by second.
I retreated my hands and caressed his cheeks. I know that those words holds a deep meaning in them. If he doesn't feel like talking anything about it I'm fine.
He relaxed under my touch. "Let's eat. I know you are hungry." I chirped out happily to let him forget about what he has been through.
He gave me a nod and still hold my hand. He took me to where he is supposed to sit. He sat in the seat and sat me on his lap.
I squealed out in surprise. "What are you doing..?"
"Having breakfast."He said in an amused tone.
"But... what about me..?" My voice all confused. What was I going to eat..?
"I'm gonna feed you." His voice still amused by my reactions.
I widen my eyes. "What..? But I can feed myself."
"But I want to feed my angel. Can't I do that..?" He said in a childish voice in which I freeze.
What..? Why is he acting like a child..?
Since I didn't say anything he put the spoon in my mouth. I looked at him.
Was he really serious..?
He tilted his head and waited for me to open my mouth.
I open my mouth and swallowed the delicious omelette.
For the rest of the breakfast he keep feeding me. And I would also feed him.
He looked more amused by my action. I just blushed and keep feeding him.
Soon night came and now we are outside of the greatest and expensive restaurant in Italy. «Palazzo della Cucina.»
This restaurant is one of the best accomplishment of Fabian. From what I've heard he started this restaurant since nineteen. And since then it's been the most famous worldwide restaurant in the world.
No one has gotten over it.
Fabian told me that my parents were already here so we wouldn't need to wait so much.
Walking inside the restaurant with my arm in Fabian's one. He guided me to a private room. Opening the door I saw my parents. I got nervous.
My dad's face was neutral and my mom looked as cheerful as always.
We approached them. "Daddy, mom." I said nervously. Not knowing if he was mad or what.
"Mr. and Mrs. D'Oro." Greeted Fabian respectfully.
There was an awkward silence so I broke it. "Let's sit and talk."
I sat beside Fabian and my parents sat in front of us.
There was another silence. I really didn't knew what to say.
I fake cough a little. Fabian poured me a glass of juice. I thanked him.
"Mr. and Mrs. D'Oro. It's my pleasure to have you here in the day of today." Fabian said calmly. "Today I invite you here for a motive. I want to have the approval of your daughters hand."
When he said that I choked on my drink. I was coughing hard. Fabian was running his hand up and down on my back.
Marriage. Now I know what he means. So he wants to marry me.
Isn't that too... fast..?
"I'm sorry to say this but you won't have my approval. If you excuse me I'm going home with my daughter." Said my father. I can sense he was angry. He pulled me up not hurting me and guide me out of the restaurant with my mom beside me.
I wanted to protest. But I know well not to.
I was helpless. I sighed and looked back at Fabian. He saw me looking back at him helpless so he gave me a warm smile.
I smiled too.
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