Billionaire Romance: Seduced by the Billionaire by Emelia Joye Page B

the fading waiter who
was in a hurry to escape.
     
    “Why not wine? I could afford it, you know.” Thom leaned
forward just to whisper he could afford anything.
     
    “I know, but the wine here is disgusting. I heard they mix
it with old people’s urine, yuck!” She poked her tongue out, exaggerating her
distaste.
     
    “Nasty!” His face turned sour.
     
    “I know right…” she giggled.
     
    Meanwhile, on the other side of the café, in the very corner
where no one could literally see it, Mellissa was talking to someone on the
phone.
     
    “I know… you don’t have to shout at me. I ain’t deaf!” Her
voice went an octave higher, making both Thom and Natalia turn in wonder to see
who it was. They recognized the grumpy voice, but weren’t certain if their
suspicion was true. They were in share disbelief that she’d be in this rugged
and old café.
     
    “I’m going back very soon, so don’t you worry. Yes, I love
you. I swear…” She was talking to her sugar dad back in England. She promised
him she’d only be here in America for a couple of days, but it’d been two weeks
now since she arrived. She couldn’t go back because Thom kept refusing to come
with her to England where she lived. She was adamant to give him another
chance, but one turned to two, and two became three, and so on…
     
    “Fuck!” She chucked her phone away, crashing it into pieces.
The back cover flew all the way to the toilet’s entrance, and the battery
stayed on the phone. Her phone itself decided to sit far away from her grip,
close to the other diners.
     
    Back to them, Thom and Natalia sat quietly, enjoying the
power of peace as they listened to Mozart’s music. It was soft and relaxing. To
be honest he hated it, but he did not want to spoil the fun, so he shoved his
bear pride away.
     
    “There you go sir, and ma’am. Please, enjoy your meal. And
if ever you need help, please don’t hesitate to raise your hand for assistance.
Thank you!” It wasn’t the same waiter who took their order, perhaps he was too
terrified to be eaten alive by Thom. It wasn’t too surprising because Thom was
a huge guy with well-built barreled chest, biceps whose veins could almost pop
out, and a sharp look that would kill someone in the blink of an eye.
     
    As soon as the new waiter vanished, she quickly hopped over
to the food as if she hadn’t eaten for decades. Thom, however, saw that as the
genuine characteristic of a real woman. He followed every bite she took,
imaging himself biting that plump lips of hers which he failed to kiss last
night.
     
    “Why aren’t you eating? Are you full?” She asked, shocked
that he wasn’t touching his food.
     
    “Not really, I just enjoy watching you eat that lasagna.
It’s juicy, isn’t?”
     
    “Yes, it’s very juicy…” Her eyes rolled, expressing how
tasty the lasagna was.
     
    “Mine is tasty too,” he joked. But she didn’t quite get the
humor.
     
    “I know, it looks very juicy, alright. Do you mind if I
taste it?”
     
    “Now? I-I mean, there’s quite a lot of people in here…”
     
    “What do you mean? It’s just right there, in front of you.
What are you thinking?” Surprisingly, she was able to talk back, despite the
thick cheese stuck in her throat.
     
    “Aaah… I thought you mean my, you know…”
     
    Then she got it. “Yuck, gross… I’m eating. Don’t be gross,”
she hissed.
     
    “Just kidding. Love you Nat!” After he let the last word
flow out, he filled his mouth with the whole piece of stake, barely cooked as
he still tasted the blood oozing out of the flesh.
     
    Love you too. She slowed down, not because she was
already full, but rather, to let his love sink into her head. And then
the silence fell, but this time it was a mutual quietude that bonded them
together with true love and respect which surpassed the desire of the flesh.
     
    As they were finishing their meals, something caught
Natalia’s attention. Out of the blue, her