Chapter 6

CARLY

Rome just took us to one of the famous restaurants in town. Without a reservation. I knew he was a billionaire and could have anything at the snap of his fingers.

I didn’t want this to get into my head. But he could have just bought me a chicken sandwich at the food stall, and I could eat it. Not in the finest restaurant as if we were on a date in the middle of the day.

I stood there in front of the restaurant blinking in surprise. If this were those old days, this would be appropriate with a six-course menu, but today, it was not the case.

“I’m not sure I can dine here. Why don’t you go, and I’ll call a cab back to the office.” I stiffened as he placed a hand on my lower back.

“You will have lunch with me, or you’re fired,” he whispered with a hiss.

When he threatened my work like that, it left me no choice but to comply.

Once we entered, the staff took our coats off. “Mr. Langston, welcome back. Miss, welcome.”

Now I got it. He