Lilia spoke to Kiara with an evil smile.

"I don't see any wedding ring on their finger! I might have a boyfriend, but you haven't gone out with anyone since you moved to Kipisco. Why don't you let me introduce you to these men for coffee with them, especially since one of them is still staring at you now and doesn't look!"

"What?!!!!"

Kiara turned behind her again to make sure of Lilia's words and saw that he was still looking at her to come back and look at Lilia.

"No, Lilya, you will not do that. My father will not allow me to have a friend who will chase and frighten him as he did with all his predecessors!"

Lily laughed.

"You also noticed him looking at you. Come on, don't be shy. Go and introduce yourself to them and sit with them for coffee!"

"No, Lilya, I won't. Thank you for taking care of my private life!"

Did your father ever tell you why he prevents you from getting to know or meeting a friend?!

No, he didn't. I tried to ask him several times about the reasons, but every time he changed the subject and ignored my question.

"But now you are an adult woman who takes care of yourself and your affairs alone. I don't think these laws are still important now."

Kiara sighed in a deep, resentful breath as she felt her face turn warm because she thought Lilia's loud voice could be heard by those men sitting there!

"We'll talk about this later tonight."

Kiara stood up from her chair and walked away from the discussion with Lilia because there was no point in introducing herself to them and sitting with them for coffee; with her father's strict laws that completely prevent her from going out on dates with friends, no matter how hard she tried, he always refused and didn't give her reasons, and she always felt his eyes watching her. Even though she is now graduated and has become self-reliant, she lives alone and works to spend on herself. Kiara does not want her hopes to rise, and then she is disappointed; that breaks her heart.

'I will go speak to Mr. Santigo while you serve these men.

On the other side of the restaurant, Angelo looked at this blonde girl, who was dressed in very elegant clothes, on a higher level than all those sitting in the restaurant who were dressed in casual clothes. Kiara wears a soft off-white silk blouse, a short black skirt, and elegant high heels that increase her height and grace. He saw her rosy cheeks while she was talking to the waitress in front of her and asked himself what they were talking about and what did the red-haired waitress answer until she became so shy?!

He couldn't hear them because their voices were so low.

"Good morning, sir. I'm Lilia, the waitress. What brought you to Santiago today?!"

Angelo stared for a long time at the door that closed behind the blonde girl after she left. He started lost in his thoughts. He didn't notice that the waitress came near their table to take their orders. The waitress stood there for a while, waiting for him to notice her, until Rafal made a fake cough to get Angelo's attention! Lily smiled a fake smile, feeling confused.

"We have business."

This is all that Angelo did to the waitress, and he did not explain more how much he hates that restaurant workers interfere in a friendly conversation with customers and ask personal questions and interfere in what does not concern them.

Do they really expect him to tell them about his work?!!

"Hh, okay."

Lilia replied with confusion and grabbed his little girl and the pen and took their requests.

Rafal spoke.

"We all want coffee; make it from fresh, fresh-roasted coffee!"

Angelo raised an eyebrow as he looked at Raval. He knows that his secretary helped him right and his friend. How obsessive he is sometimes, skeptical about the cleanliness of food, and more demanding if he goes to new restaurants he hasn't tried before!

Lilya went and entered the kitchen with their requests for breakfast and came back after a while with coffee, exactly as they asked. Angela needed a cup of coffee to make him feel refreshed and restore his focus.

"Rafal, give me the broker's number. I want to make an appointment to meet him."

"Do you want me to call him?"

"No, I'll call this time."

Angelo took the number from Rafal and opened his mobile to call and was surprised that the number started with the key to the city of Orlando. He expected the broker to be from a local company from the city of Kipisconi!

"welcome"

A woman's voice answered him, and it seemed that it was the voice of a young woman who had never heard a voice like it before. Her gentle and calm voice caught the attention of a girl who seemed to be too young to be responsible for selling large properties.

"Are you Chiara Collins?!"

"Yes, please."

"I'm Angelo Tomsey, and I'm calling you for a property belonging to a hotel on the beach. Is it still for sale?!"

At his question, Kiara remained silent for a while, surprised.

"No, do you have any questions about the property offered?!"

"No, I have no questions. I saw pictures of the building, and I stopped in front of it a while ago on my way to the restaurant. Can I take a look inside today? I won't have another day available on my schedule until next week?!"

"Of course I'm available until 1 o'clock this afternoon. There is a restaurant called Santiago where we can meet; in fact, I'm there now. Do you know the place and address?!"

"Santiago!! Yes, I know where we will meet at the restaurant in...."

Angelo looked at his precious watch on his wrist and looked at Raval.

"35 minutes from now."

"Wonderful, I'll wait for you at one of the tables on the open front porch of the restaurant."

Angelo smiled an evil smile!

"Perfect and great, I'll be there."

Angelo turns off his mobile while Lilia places the plates of breakfast in front of them. Rafal waited until you went for the night and spoke.

“What was that? Did you make a date?!”

"Well, the broker asked us to meet him here, and in fact, she is here now, and she will be waiting for us in 35 minutes from now!"

Rafal Langlo looked serious and raised an eyebrow in astonishment.

What is Angelo planning?!

"Don't worry, Rafal, leave it to me!"

And he took his cup of coffee and drank a sip from it and started thinking about the only blonde girl in this restaurant who was officially dressed elegantly; surely she was the broker he spoke to a while ago!

It was as if she was reading his thoughts. The blonde girl entered through the door and sat on one of the tables in the front porch. She opened a laptop she was carrying and began writing and browsing through it while drinking from the cup of coffee in front of her. Angelo now confirmed that she is the realtor and sat down to attend the meeting with her clients and liked its arrangement and organization.

Rafal spoke while looking at her, too.

"She is a very young woman, and it is unreasonable to rely on her in moments that seem to be fully focused and in other moments that seem to be lost. How can we trust her?! Her file has not been assigned to any company that works; how can we trust them?!"

"A child or young adult, I don't care; I have already agreed to see the property from the inside. This is the closest thing to what I want to buy and want."

Rafal replied sarcastically.

"I'm saying we get in our Escalade and head back to Miami! Who recommended this place to you?! Look at her—how she plays with the tip of her blouse and tufts of her hair while she's nervous!!"

"Okay, we'll use her tension to our advantage!"

Not interested in Rafal's mockery of him.

Rafal spoke again.

"If I owned this real estate company, it would be impossible for me to put valuable property in her hands to sell. It would be a huge loss if they could trick her into selling it for less than a million dollars. What kind of company is this that trusts a young woman like her to sell them the property of a valuable hotel?!"

Angelo replied.

"Look how she is sitting, and she is excited about our arrival even though I told her we will be in more than half an hour."

“Yes, I can see that too, but I think she is excited because she wants to sell it quickly and get rid of it to get her share of the brokerage.”

"Raval, I want this property, understand?!!"

“Yes, I understand.” Rafael drank the last sip of his cup of coffee and stood up.

"Okay, let's finish this topic and go buy another one. I've seen another real estate site near Orlando."

"You mean it's in the far north of Orlando," said Angelo, getting up from his chair and walking toward Chiara's table, and Bart caught up with them without saying a word as usual. The three walked towards Kiara's table on the front porch of the restaurant.

Kiara raised her head to look at three tall and handsome men in formal suits with their long black coats walking towards her. She got confused and closed the laptop in front of her to focus on them and pay more attention to what they wanted from her. Is it possible that her friend Lilia talked to them about her?!

The man with the big brown eyes and her sharp eyes extended his hand to her to shake her hand, but she remained stunned for a while, surprised!

"Are you Miss Kiara Collins?!"

"Yes."

She replied, feeling confused and astonished, "What made them come to her table, and who are they?!" I felt that they were scary, and around them was a halo of danger!

"I'm Angelo Tomsey. I called you about ownership of the hotel on the beach."

Did they know the whole time they were sitting down to their breakfast that it was the broker?! Were they looking at it from afar, and now they introduce themselves?! Did they expect that they would have the upper hand in their negotiations with me to lease this property?! What unfair and manipulative behavior!!!

She realized that she should shake his hand. She raised her chin up and stood with pride and high self-confidence and shook the hand of the man standing in front of her, who she felt was their leader...

Her fingers touched Angelo's hand, and he felt the softness of her palm in his big hand, and how she gave him strong looks!

"How did you know I'd be here?!"

"We didn't know it was a coincidence that we stopped here and called you, and I knew that you were the broker because your formal clothes indicated you, and I guessed it was you."

"Ahhh"

Chiara replied to them, thinking that the only Santiago restaurant around that opens its doors early in the morning to receive its customers...

After Angelo left her palm, he pointed to the two men standing with him.

This is Rafal Benacci.

Rafal did not shake hands with her but nodded his head and gestured to her respectfully.

And the other guy standing next to him is Bart.

Angelo pointed to the blond-haired man, Bart smiled and put his hands in his pockets, standing full length and taut, and did not shake hands with her.

"Now that we've met and got to know each other, we want to see the inside of the hotel before we make any other decisions."

Chiara replied in a soft, gentle voice.

"Of course, go from here, Mr. Tomsey; follow me."

Kiara closed the laptop in disbelief that they want to enter into the subject of work directly without sitting down to ask her about the lease terms and ownership details because most of her clients do this, asking a lot of questions and setting conditions, which are often annoying to her.

When they came out, following Chiara to the parking lot, Angelo suddenly stopped before she could get them to her car!

"We're going in my Miss Chiara car."

And he started walking in the opposite direction towards his Escalade on the other side of the parking lot, which made Chiara stop walking and follow him as she walked quickly to catch up with Angelo's big steps.

"Mr. Tomsey, what is the problem with my car?! Because it is my responsibility to transport my clients with my car to the place of the property!"

Angelo stopped and turned to her.

"I know that! What kind of car is your car?!"

"My car is a gray Civic, a modern model."

"Not safe enough!"

Angelo continued walking towards his black Escalade, where Rafal and Bart were waiting for him.

"We'll take my car for backup!"

Chiara thought toherself, what does he mean when he says her car is not safe?! And why does he make the eight-mile short distance from the restaurant to the hotel site a difficult and complicated matter and insist that he go by his car?!

As Bart got into the driver's seat, Angelo opened the passenger door and waited for Chiara to get in, but Chiara froze. About renting it?!

Angelo noticed her confusion and reluctance to ride in the car with them! "Would you like us to go in two separate cars? You can drive yours, and Bart will follow, but it will be difficult for us to know some answers to questions I want to ask you along the way about the property offered!"

"No."

Chiara lied. She wasn't comfortable getting in the car with them. She wanted to go with her car, but she ventured because they are the first customers to ask about the hotel in order to buy it, and she desperately wants to get her share of the rental broker so that she can buy the Santiago restaurant before it is sold to other people and because its location Not far from the restaurant, I got into the car, and Angelo rode next to it, and he rode a condom in the front seat...

Everyone was silent in the car for a moment; Chiara kept looking out the window, distracted as Angelo looked at her intently.

"Relaxed?!"

Her thoughts were interrupted by Angelo Chiara's question. Finally, she looked at him and replied with concern.

"Is there something to prevent me from being comfortable, and should I be worried, Mr. Thomsey?!"

"Probably"

Angelo replied to her, joking with her. His words were in a smooth and confident manner while he put one man on the other, making him more comfortable in his session, which made her more anxious and tense. He affects her, frightening and intimidating her with his actions, style, and looks, but she tries to hide it as much as she can! And Angelo knows this well and insists on provoking her feelings!!

"Okay, Mr. Tomsey, if you don't want to see the property or change your mind about it, can you stop the car and drop me off here, and I'll walk back to Santiago!"

She was clear and strong in her words, although she was not sure that what she said was appropriate, especially that she wanted to rent the hotel and take her share to realize her dream and buy the restaurant. Between her and herself, sometimes she blames her tongue for how she doesn't care what she says and lets her feelings act!

"Do you talk to all your clients in this way and in this tone?! You told me you were going to take me for a tour inside the hotel, and I'll take what I came for. I'm not here to waste your time! And surely you're not here to waste my time. Is that the concept of Miss Collins?!"

Angelo approached her until she could feel the warmth of his breath on her cheek, and with his fingers he gently placed it under her chin and raised her head.

His tone of voice was calm, but she felt that his words were a warning to her. Angelo was so close to her that she could not think of a reply to him. Confused by his behavior and his closeness as she felt his breath on her face, it made her feel ashamed and gave her goosebumps that ran through her entire body!

Was it fear or some kind of attraction to this mysterious man? She could not distinguish her feelings, but surely these feelings put her on the edge of her nerves! Chiara's wide blue eyes reflected her feelings of fear as she stared into Angelo's eyes. I felt the strength of this man and his ability to make anyone who challenges him turn into a coward! Angelo closed his eyes and clenched his lips tightly, resentful and dissatisfied with himself because he made her feel scared!

Why does he care?!

In his life he didn't care about anyone's feelings and didn't think for a moment about that. For some reason this girl made him feel guilty. Maybe because of the pure innocence in her eyes, he didn't want to encourage his thoughts that started to take up space in his mind about her even if it aroused his interest because she would never be able to have to deal with the life of the mafia!!!

Gently, he pulled his fingers from under her chin and leaned back in his seat by the window.

"Just show us the place, Mrs. Collins, and rest assured, there is nothing to worry about from us."