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La Italia- the words were lit up with yellow light over the grand Italian restaurant building. I suddenly started to feel underdressed. The people here all appeared to be right out of a fashion show walk while I looked like I had just stumbled here by mistake.

“Let’s roll.” Daniel said confidently and grabbed my hand, dragging me along himself inside the building.

Throughout our way, almost all eyes had turned in our direction… more likely, in Daniel’s direction. I mean, everyone here was overly dressed but Daniel in his black suit, sleek back hair, shirt that showed his gorgeous collarbone perfectly while keeping his body modestly covered, was stealing all the attention.

I, on the other hand, had dressed up in a measly short, blue cocktail dress with open hair and no accessaries.

I did not know this restaurant was this grand!

Honestly, I looked like Daniel’s underpaid secretary.

We continued to get stares throughout our way until we reached the registered table and surprisingly, we