WHEN WORLD'S COLLIDE

d to go on a date with me. At first, she had seemed hesitant, even hostile, to the ide

and walked towards the entrance, my eyes fixed on the warm and inviting atmosphere inside. I

my heart skip a beat as I watched her, my mind struggling to comprehend why I was so drawn to her. "What is wrong with me?" I th

breath catch in my throat. Her face lit up with a smile, and she handed her apron to her coworker, revealing a stunnin

ake. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she took my hand, her voic

date. "Let's go?" I asked, my eyes locked onto hers. She nodded, her smile st

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es sparkling with excitement. "Yeah, is it..."

t!" I exclaimed, bouncing up and d

his hand, and I took it, feeling a jolt of electricity as our palms touched. We walk

Luca kept a straight face, but I could tell he was enjoying himself. On the Fe

mesmerizing," I breathed, my eyes

s still gazing out at the view, but I sensed his eyes on me. When I turne

sn't it?" he said, hi

lutter in my chest. W

just a fake thing, a facade, it's not real," he said, his voice fi

ne. "Dovey, I know we just met, like, 24 hours ago, and

now, my mind reeling

end?" he asked, his eye

as falling into a deep, dark pool with no lifelin

, I wanted i

ris wheel and the distant hum of the amusement park. But at tha

de, a pretend relationship to fool his father.

lly, my heart racing wit

led me into a tight embrace. "Thank you, Dovey," he

his arms, like I was home. And in that mome

dn't help but feel self-conscious and out of place. People were dressed in shining, luxurious outfits, and heads tu

thumb in my casual clothes. Luca, on the other hand, looked lik

ant, taking in the opulent decorations and the refined atmosphere

asked, as the waiter pou

"I'm not sure," I admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed.

d. "We'll have the filet mignon and the seafood r

m us. "Excellent choice, sir," he said,

smiled at me, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Don't wo

r his help. "Thanks, Luca," I said

as sipping his wine and looking around the restaurant with a look of satisfaction. He

xtures. I closed my eyes, letting out a contented sigh, and when I ope

sked, his vo

d. "Mmm-hmm," I managed to say

at the corners. "Glad you like it,

avoring the moment. After some time, Luca suddenly spoke up, his voice low and smooth. "Emilio," he said, his eyes locked onto mine. "That's my middle

y voice barely above a whisper. "That's my middle name." We stayed silent again f

ht and playful. "Favorite color?" he as

swered, my res

smile that made my heart f

, his eyes glinti

y breath, not wanting to be

iss Dovey, what's cliche about it?" he a

with embarrassment. "Did I say that out lou

lf. "It's just so...predictable, I mean. Big, tall guy in a suit, followed by bodyguards, a

usement. "You're quite the profiler, aren't you, M

ons guiding him through the quiet evening streets. As we pulled up to my apartment buildin

urning to face him, my eyes meeting hi

ce low and smooth, his eyes crin

sound being the distant hum of cars driving by. The night air was filled with the

u free tomorrow?" he asked, his eyes locked onto mine, his g

I...I...yes, tomorrow is my day off," I said, trying to s

s voice filled with enthusiasm. "I'll come to pick you up by 2:00 pm. We can discuss

of the reality of our situation. I had almost forgotten that our r

e moment. "Okay, that sounds great," I said, tr

wards my apartment, feeling a sense

s car, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt a shiver run d

on his face, and I felt a sense of warmth spread through me. As I entered my apartment, I heard the roar of