Chapter - 4

He led her to his Porsche and held the passenger seat door open for her. She got in and he buckled up her seatbelt. He then closed the door and sat on the driver seat.

While driving, he thought of breaking the silence.

Matteo: So, do you like Italian food?

Luna: Well, I never really tried it.

Matteo: Tonight will be your first time then.

Luna: So we're going to an Italian restaurant?

Matteo: Yeah..

Luna: Oh..okay....

Matteo: Don't think too much, it's just food, not poison.

Luna: Do you think I was born yesterday? Of course I know that!

Matteo: Okay okay...I'm sorry, sweetheart. I was just messing around.

Luna: Apology accepted. Don't do it next time. I don't like it.

Matteo: I give you my words, sweetheart.

Luna: Good.

Soon enough, they arrived at a well-known Italian restaurant. He parked their car in the underground parking lot, resigned for VIPs. He then got out of the car and held the passenger seat door open for her, leading a hand towards her. She accepted his hand by resting her hand upon his and got out of the car as well. He closed the door behind and led her towards the entrance with his hand on the back of his waist.

He approached the counter and booked for two with his American Express Platinum card. She looked a bit surprised seeing how loaded he was with money. She knew he was rich but didn't expect him to be THIS rich.

The waiter showed them their cabin. They sat on their seat and looked through the menu. They ordered two plates of pasta carbonara and a red wine bottle along with two glasses. They also added two plates of Tiramisu for dessert.

A few moments later:

The waiter came back with their order and placed it on the table. He then poured the two glasses with the bottle of red wine and left. Matteo chuckled thinking how she was when she's drunk.

Luna: What's so funny? Tell me. I wanna laugh too.

Matteo: Nothing. Just a random thought.

Luna: O-kay...

Matteo: Let's cheer.

Luna: Sure.

Matteo&Luna: Cheers to our marriage.

Suddenly, Luna felt déjà vu but ignored it thinking it was just a hallucination.

They took a bite of their Carbonara and complimented it.

Matteo: It's good.

Luna: It's perfect. I didn't know it would be this good.

Matteo: I knew you would like it. Besides, Italian food cannot be ignored.

Luna: True. Wait a minute...