Chapter 9

Lucia’s POV

After half an hour, we arrived. He parked in front of a restaurant. I could not tell much because I was still in the car. He walked out of the car, came to my side, and opened the door for me. Just like a real gentleman, he offered his hand for me, which I gladly took.

It was a lovely Italian restaurant, with a very good violinist and the atmosphere. We walked in, and we were welcomed by a waiter at the door.

“Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Knight,” he said.

I wanted to correct him about my name, but unfortunately, Lucio outran me.

“Thank you…uhm. I can see that your nametag is ‘Mark,’ so thank you, Mark, for the warm welcome,” Lucio said.

I knew that what he just said was not necessary, but he did that to make sure I did not speak to the waiter.

“Welcome to Tesoro Restaurant. This way, please,” he said and led us upstairs.

Please tell me that this idiot of a fiancé did not reserve a room!

When we reached the floor, I saw