"Tell me and  I'll see." Teresa looked Alexander in the eyes hoping he could share what is bothering him.

"Mon amour, I'd rather not talk about it." Alexander pulled Teresa close and pulled her in for a passionate kiss.
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I can't believe I'm doing this! Oh gosh! I hope I am making the right decision. I thought. As I slowly pulled up to Billano's. I checked myself through the car mirror, reapplied my lipstick, ran my fingers through my hair, and fixed my necklace. To say I am nervous would be an understatement. As I was walking through the doors I noticed that the restaurant was completely empty. Is it closed? Am I too late? I pulled my phone out of my clutch to see it was only 8:55 pm. I'm early, so what's going on?

"Ms. Xander?" I look up from my phone to see a well-dressed man standing a few feet in front of me.

"Yes, that's me. I supposedly have a reservation with N. Pavel. . ?" When I mentioned the name N. Pavel the man I assume works here instantly started to look nervous and almost frightened.

"Ri-gg-h-t this-ss way Ms. Xander." Now I know for sure that he is scared but of what? I followed him as he led me from the sitting area of the restaurant towards the outside area of the restaurant. I look around as we walk through and it truly is a beautiful restaurant. The restaurant is dimly lit, with high wall booths for privacy, the walls are a nude crème color, with golden tree branches perfectly planted in certain spots and different types of watercolor painters. We reach our destination, which is a corner booth. I see a man, who I am assuming is Pavel sitting. He much of noticed us approaching because he got up and turned around and smiled. I must say he still looks sexy as ever.

"Hello, printesa." Pavel said. He extended his hand, which I took. Pavel leads me to the booth and I scoot in and he gets in after me.

"Hello. What is your real name? And what is this?" I said getting to the point. He chuckles at my questions.

"Isn't it obvious this is a date, printesa? And my name is Nikolay Pavel." He looked me directly in the eyes when he said his name like I was supposed to know it, but his name was unfamiliar to me.

"Nikolay. . ." I say testing it out on my tongue. Suddenly Nikolay grabbed my chin so that I was facing him. We are now only a few inches apart. I'm not sure if he is going to kiss me... but I know if he did I wouldn't mind it.

"Excuse me! Are you ready to order Mr. Pavel" A woman who looked to be in her early twenties said. This woman is only looking at Nikolay with I could only conclude lust in her eyes. I guess I don't exist to her.

"No, We are not. Now leave." I looked away as Nikolay dismissed the nameless waitress.

"Soooo. . . Tell what you do for a living, Nikolay." I said trying to break the ice. He smirks at me and I can't help but blush. I don't know why but this man just makes me feel so shy.

"I own many businesses involving entertainment, medicine, and security."

"Wow, you certainly keep your hands busy," I said. I'm starting to feel a little like a failure compared to him. I have no job and nothing on my resume.

"What is it that you do? What do you have a passion for, Amelia?" He asked. I couldn't help but notice his foreign accent when he said my name.

"Umm well, I love children. I want to become a preschool teacher. What accent is that?" Nikolay smiles at me.

"I'm Romanian." He simply says.

Third POV

"I'm Romanian," Nikolay says. Amelia was so nervous about being alone with Nikolay. This is, after all, Amelia's first date.

"Oh." Amelia knew she shouldn't have come. They barely can make conversation with each other. This date is going horrible. Amelia couldn't help but look down and play with the rings on her fingers. Nikolay suddenly grabbed her chin again and said:

"Beautiful girl like you should not be looking down. By the way, I am very happy you are wearing the necklace. It looks good on you." Amelia could not help but blush at what he had said.

"So if I was ugly, it would be okay to look down? And thank you." Amelia said smirking this time. Nikolay laughed at this and pulled her body close to his.

"You got me there, printesa." The only thing Amelia could focus on is how close she is to Nikolay. The two chest to chest. Nikolay let go of his hold of her chin when he pulled her close. Nikolay still didn't know why he felt such a strong physical and mental attraction to Amelia Xander. Somehow he did not want to involve her in the trouble that was brewing with him and her brothers. Nikolay looked at his printesa, Amelia, and looked back between her lips and her eyes; suddenly pulled her in for a kiss.

This kiss was different from when they first met at Belong. Nikolay's kiss was sweet and gentle, and certainly unexpected. Amelia was stunned at first at his sudden action but kissed him back. As soon as Amelia started to get into the moment, Nikolay pulled away. To say the least, the kiss was simply sweet.

"Ahem. Shall we look at the menu now?" Nikolay stated. Amelia could not figure out Nikolay Pavel. One minute he is all over her like they are the last people on earth then the next he could perfect gentlemen and give a simple peck on the lips.

"Right." Amelia looked over the menu while Nikolay just took one glance and knew what he wanted. Amelia Xander.

"I think I'm ready to order. Are you?" Nikolay simply nodded his head and waved over to the waitress.

"We are ready to order." Nikolay said changing his tone to be colder.

"What may I get for the two of you?" Amelia noticed that the waitress seemed to change to a more professional tone but they also looked to be a hint of fear too.

"I'll have the rigatoni Abruzzi and a lemonade," Amelia ordered. The waitress couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at Amelia's drink order. Can't this curva (whore) hold her liquor? The waitress thought. What the waitress and Nikolay do not know is that Amelia prefers not to drink alcohol.

"And you, Mr. Pavel?"