It’s as I feared. Athena inhaled deeply, clutching her purse tightly as Antonio led her through the expensive restaurant, toward the most valued table, which he had reserved some minutes ago.
A table that could only be available to a person if he or she luckily reserved it months before. But this was Antonio, and to some degree she had always known he was a bit of a show-off.
Whose reservation had the hoteliers cancelled for them to have this dinner?
Meanwhile, she was surprised by the paparazzi crew hanging around, dressed like normal people, thinking she wasn’t aware of their presence–she wouldn’t have been if she was not who she was.
Did he invite them? She wondered, attempting a perfect smile when Antonio gentlemanly ushered her to her seat, before taking his.
She could hear, distinctly, though faint, camera snaps, and she could see the servers darting nervous glances—which were supposed to be subtle—between her table and the tables of the paparazzi.
She stylishly counted those in her view. Four.
From the same company? She exhaled and let go of her pause, meeting Antonio’s gaze.
He had been watching her for a while, enough for her to notice his strong attraction toward her.
Maybe she should have worn a more official-looking dress to douse any expectations?
Quit overthinking! She commanded herself when Antonio raised his left brow.
"Are you okay? You seem unsettled..."
He placed his hand on hers, which was on the table, rubbing circles on it. It should be calming, but she felt anything but that.
Not with the clicks of the camera going on, not with her overthinking and questioning herself why she was uncomfortable.
There was paparazzi, but so what?
Antonio was her boyfriend!
Yet, she couldn’t relax.
"I’m okay. Just tired." She finally replied, inhaling again, centering herself.
Immediately, a server approached them and dropped a menu before them.
"You are welcome, Mr. Antonio, Doctor Athena..."
A genuine smile. A too-wide smile.
A fan. Athena concluded, watching the lady watch her longer than necessary.
"Thank you." She said, with a smile of her own; amused, centered, when the lady blushed and hurried away.
Probably to inform her fellow waiters that Doctor Athena had spoken directly to her, even smiled.
"You have a lot of fans."
Athena shrugged. "You are not an unknown person either."
A camera click.
Athena bit her lips and fixed a questioning gaze on Antonio. "Did you invite them?"
Antonio looked confused, turned aside in fact. "I don’t know what you are talking about, Athena. Who are the ’them’?"
"The media. I can hear them, their camera clicks... surely you must have noticed them."
Even though Antonio wasn’t trained like she and Aiden, he wasn’t dumb to matters of surveillance and whatnot. After all, he was the heir of a billion-dollar corporation back in his home country, always with security, till he had abandoned his inheritance.
Antonio looked around, slowly this time, a furrow lining his forehead.
"I can see that now. Watching you numbed my senses..." He teased, a flirting smile on his lips.
Athena raised a brow instead. "So, you didn’t invite them?"
She got her answer before the lie went forth from his mouth the next second.
The minuscule emotion that had floated past his eyes before his mouth opened told her that he had invited them.
"Why?"
Antonio frowned. "Why what? I told you I didn’t do it."
Athena exhaled unelegantly, picking up the menu. "I have never pegged you as a liar, Antonio. Please don’t start now."
"Athena, I’m telling you..."
"Antonio, you are trying my patience." She insisted, not meeting his gaze, looking through the menu.
The server was approaching.
"Have you made your choice, ma’am?"
Athena nodded and pointed at a listed meal. "This."
Antonio made the same selection, without thinking, without touching his menu, his emotions not in a good place.
"The same for me!" He had almost shouted when the server turned to him.
"Athena..." he started now, but Athena removed her hand from underneath his.
"Tell me the truth."
Antonio inhaled, shutting his eyes.
When he opened them, they were plagued with defiance, to the surprise of Athena.
Yes. "No." Athena muttered.
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