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MIRELLA

"Noah, my friend. How are you?" asks a well-built man as we enter the restaurant.

"Damiano, I haven't seen you for a long time." He laughs and hugs him, which makes me smile. I rarely see Noah with people. He always says that he doesn't have any friends and that this would only distract him, but it looks like Didn't he tell the whole truth?

Damiano looks at me seconds later and raises an eyebrow in confusion.

"And who is this pretty woman?" he asks and breaks away from Noah. Smiling, he grabs my hand and kisses the back of my hand.

Another gentleman too.

"This my friend, this is my friend Mirella. Is not she gorgeous ?"

Was ?

Did he just call me his girlfriend? I immediately blush and bite my lower lip. I can feel my heart beating faster from one second to the next and I'm getting really warm.

"It's a wonder you know such things as women. In all the years I've known you, I've never seen you with a woman. It was about time that that happened. Follow me, I'll take you to your table."

"Come on... I'm sure he chose the best table for us. Then you can look at the flower garden that is outside. It really is..."

I smile and pull him down, kiss his lips and pull him into a hug.

"W-what was that for?" he asks softly and hugs me.

For what?

"Am I not allowed to kiss my boyfriend?" I reply, breaking away from him to follow Damiano.

I can't believe we're already calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend. Noah is really not my type. His dominance and anger isn't what I usually like in a man, but I do like something about him.

Is it the beautiful, dark eyes? Or his stature? Or it's just his way. I like the way he treats me even though he was such an asshole at first.

"There you are, your table. From here you have the perfect view of our colorful garden. We have cared for him for years. I hope you like it." smiling, Damiano pulls back the chair and asks me to sit down, which I do, smiling.

"I'll bring you some wine. Enjoy the evening."

"He's nice," I murmur as I watch Damiano leave.

"He is." Noah replies shortly and puts a cigarette in his mouth.

He looks so good sitting there and smoking.

"You know it's dangerous

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"You know that this is dangerous... don't you?" he asks softly and looks into my eyes.

what is he talking about ? What is supposed to be dangerous?

I furrow my brows in confusion and shake my head slightly.

"I do not know what..."

"People can't control their emotions. I can't tell myself anything and I can't lie to you and tell you that I don't feel anything for you because your heart knows exactly how I feel for you. You can feel it..." He leans forward slightly and draws on his cigarette again.

"I'm not allowed to love... but something tells me... that from today onwards I'll love you forever, so tell me... what should I do?" Should I be selfish, be with you and put you in danger or do I let you eat with me now, then take you home and never see you again... ? What am I doing Mirella?" he asks and looks at the bottle that is suddenly placed on the table.

"So just a tip. One thing would be very, very clever of you..." Damiano murmurs, pouring us some wine.

"But two would be nice." he replies and looks into my eyes.

"He needs someone to stop him from making stupid decisions. Otherwise his desire for power will kill him at some point." He looks over at Noah warningly and then leaves the table again.

"Nobody asked you." Noah calls after him angrily and puts out his cigarette.

„Noah..."

"Not now." He hisses and gets up. Angrily he grabs his pack of cigarettes and walks in the direction of the rose garden.

What's wrong with him all of a sudden?

Why does all this bother him so much? I mean.... he's Noah Lee right? Who can hurt me if he protects me?

i want to be with him You don't have to argue about that anymore. My family won't accept that, but they have to. Besides, it's all dad's fault. So he should kindly pull himself together and finally let me live my life.

About ten minutes later, Noah comes back to the table and sits down with a sigh.

"One." I say straight out and look at him.

"Two," he replies, grabbing the menu card.

"How so ? I thought Naoh Lee wasn't afraid of anything. Then why should you be afraid that someone..."

"I'm not afraid of anything, but you will be. I have learned to eliminate my fear completely. I don't feel anything like fear anymore. this is about you It's worry! I'm worried, don't you understand? You don't know this world, Mirella. Nobody hesitates here. You'll be shot, impaled, poisoned and God knows what. Do you really think someone like you survives in my world? Do you think... someone like you will outlive me?" he asks me angrily.

If I couldn't survive, I would never have asked him for a deal.

"Hey, I've been with you for three months without a tattoo and I've survived until now. Then I'll survive the next 30 to 50 years with you."

He looks at me in shock, apparently trying to figure out what's wrong with me, but apparently he can't find anything.

He can't scare me. I'm here with him for a reason.

"You're really sure you want to do this?" he inquires.

"Absolutely sure." I reply without hesitation and also grab a menu card.

He'll have to get used to the fact that I have my own way. We will rarely have the same opinion, I can already say that.