Chapter 27
27 AN ANGEL AND A BLUE SPORTS CAR.
“Oh, come on!” Anna yelled, kicking the tyre that burst. She had managed to control her car enough to get it off the road without crashing into another car.
She bent down to check the tire and saw it had a hole in it. “Did I drive over something or did someone intentionally stab you?” she muttered as she poked her finger in the hole.
I probably shouldn’t do that.
She stood up, pacing around as she grabbed her hair in clumps. She looked up to the sky, “I doubt he’s the type to understand situations like this,” she let out a groan, “What do I do now?”
She could easily take a taxi to the mansion, but she couldn’t bear to leave her car unattended. “Right, I could call Lily.”
Although it wouldn’t take Lily up to ten minutes to drive to her location, she hadn’t bathed yet and her best friend would never leave her house without bathing.
She tucked her phone back in her pocket, looking from her car to the taxi driving across the road. I really can’t leave my car, but will Davis understand?
“Anna?” She whipped her head in the direction of the house to see a man walking
towards her.
Why does he look familiar? She wondered as she peered into his hazel eyes.
“I feel as though I’ve met you before,” Her focused gaze rested on him as her brows knitted together.
He raised a brow, a grin on his face. “I didn’t realize even women flirted with men using this trick.”
Her lips curled in a scowl as she stood up straight. “I’m not flirting. I’m just curious as to why you look so familiar and called me in such a familiar way.”
“I pride myself in leaving an indelible impression on people and it’s rather disappointing knowing you don’t remember me, Tesoro,” he emphasized ‘Tesoro ‘ and her eyes widened in realization.
“It’s you!” she exclaimed. “The guy who speaks Italian.”
He winced. “If I recall correctly, I go by the name Giovanni,” he said with his arms outstretched. “It’s rather interesting meeting you here by the side of the road acting as though you’re going through a monthly crisis.”
She snorted. “I’m afraid I won’t be able to entertain you because I’m in a hurry.” “Too bad,” he said with a slight pout making her roll her eyes, “Is it something I can help you with?”
“N-” she started to say but swallowed her pride. It had been ten minutes ince she’d been stuck there and if she didn’t get to her mansion in twenty, Davis would eat her raw. “Yeah, I do. I need to fix my tire in at most five minutes. Can you do it?”
“Yes” her eyes sparkled, case washing over her.“–if I was sorcerer,” he
smug grin.
completed with a smug grin.
She clenched and unclenched her fists, a tight–lipped smile on her face. “Wow, you’ve helped me,” she said through gritted teeth..
He threw his keys at her, chuckling loudly when she struggled to catch it only for it to still land on the floor. “I see you’re clumsy, Tesoro.”
She shot him a glare as she raised the keys. “Why are you giving this to me?”
“You must have somewhere very important to be for you to ask me for such a ridiculous request. You can take my car-” he pointed at the blue sports car a few distance from hers, “-while I get your car fixed,” he said.
Her frown instantly dissipated as she stared at his car. “You’ll let me drive that?” she questioned.
“Why not?” he shrugged before pausing. ”
“What if I run off with it?” she asked, squinting her eyes. “Or what if I wreck it?”
“I know you won’t run with it and if you do wreck it, Davis will get me another,” he said. But you won’t wreck it, because you’ve gone sports car racing with your friend multiple times.
He looked at his watch, “It’s been five minutes, Tesoro. You might want to leave now,” he told her..
She handed him her keys, “Thank you so much, Giovanni. I owe you one,” she said and rushed into his car.
Wait! How will he contact me to get back his car?
Grabbing her phone from her bag, she ran out of the car and handed him her phone. “You aren’t that smart, y’know?” she told him. “Give me your number so I can text you to pick up your car.”
He collected her phone, typed in his number and handed it back. “And yet you’re saying you aren’t flirting with me,” he grinned.
She rolled her eyes and briskly walked to his car as she sent him a text immediately: “What the hell does Tesoro mean?”
She shut the door of the car and drove off to her mansion, glad there weren’t too many cars on the road.
Giovanni’s an Angel.
ΑΛΛ
Davis turned off his car engine and came down from his car. He looked around the compound, his lips stretching into a thin line when he discovered Annal hadn’t arrived.
“Davis,” be the direction of the voice to see Kyra.
“How does she always show up when I arrive?” he muttered in irritation, his cheeks reddening in anger. “We’re not close enough for you to address me informally,” he stated when she was close enough to hear him.
She crossed her arms, rolling her eyes. “Are you and Anna finally over-?” he raised his brow, “I went to the living room yesterday to check on my brother because he wasn’t in his room and saw her following behind you and boy did you look pissed-”
Although Daniel didn’t say anything about what happened, I’m pretty sure something serious happened so-”
“Even if something did happen, what gives you the assurance that I’ll tell you about it?” he questioned and without waiting for her to answer, continued. “And I’d appreciate it if you refrain from interfering in my matters. This is my last warning to you, Miss Monroe.”
Just then, a blue sports car pulled up in front of the house and Anna dashed out of it, stopping in her tracks when she saw Kyra with Davis.
This can’t be good. She thought when she saw him glaring at her.
“Did he get you this sports car?” Kyra asked, her jaw falling to the floor as she stared at the sports car.
Anna glanced at Davis who was staring at her with a raised brow. What should I say?
“I got it as a wedding gift from his friend,” Anna finally said, crossing her arm across her chest. “I brought it here to test it out, but I’ll have to return it since it’s not my style,” she said with a dramatic sigh before turning to Davis with a bright smile. “I’m so sorry I’m late, baby.”
ANGEL AND A BENE SPORTS CAR
Davis walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I just got here myself,” he told her, making Kyra roll her eyes before turning to look at the car, jealousy oozing from her.
If she wanted, she could get a sports car, but she had never received one before. Although she was her father’s favourite, she still had to prove her worth to earn whatever she got.
“What is going on?” Davis whispered as he hugged Anna, who giggled as though he had complimented her.
“I’ll explain all that happened later, but the car belongs to Giovanni,” she said to him, and he stiffened at the mention of Giovanni.
“Giovanni?” he asked again, wondering if he heard her wrong.
She nodded, “Yup! I was stunned when he offered me his car. You two must be really good friends.”
“We should go now,” he said with urgency.
There’s no way their meeting is a coincidence. What the hell are you planning, Giovanni?