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BELLA'S POV

After the incident at the club I got an earful from Max,he was mad that I took a bullet for Tristan but mostly he was mad because I didn't tell him about the shipment and that I was going after Liam. It's been a week and he wasn't speaking to me or Tyler but mostly he was mad at me. I have tried so many times to explain but he wasn't ready to hear it.

I walked into my closet and took a greenish-blue turquoise dress wore it,I wore a pair of blue heels. My hair was tied into a classic bun ,I applied lip gloss on my lips, looking at my reflection on the mirror,I was ready to go.

Oh yeah I forgot to mention, I'm going on a date with Tristan and he'll be picking me up at my place. I looked at the time it was 18:50

which meant I had only ten minutes left before he arrived. As the door bell rang I made my way downstairs to get it . I opened the door for him and there he was in his glory,he looked absolutely breathtaking in his black jeans, leather jacket, white sneakers and t-shirt, I couldn't take my eyes off him,he was beautiful. I didn't realise I had been staring until I heard him chuckle and say " I guess I look super hot for you to be reacting this way babe" I felt my face heat up,I already knew it was red as a tomato. I opened the door wide and let him in,I walked back upstairs to get my purse living him in the living room.

" Babe who's house is this?" He inquired as I walked down the stairs

" What do you mean, this is my house "

" Then why is it so manly "he said pointing

" What did you expect,that everything would be in bright colours. I like it this way "

Yeah I forgot to mention everything in my apartment was in dark colours it was either black,grey, oyster grey or white. The walls were oyster grey then the furniture was white, black and grey. Forgetting I had asked him a question,he asked

" Are you ready to leave my lady ?"

" Yes, my prince I am" I said as I walked out of the apartment.

We made our way towards the elevator, getting inside we pressed the button that was going to take us down to the ground floor. Walking out of the elevator we made it straight towards his car it was a black Bentley Continental. Tristan opened the door for me then he walked over to the driver's seat. " You look strikingly enticing tonight my love, I don't think I'll be able to control myself "

" Thank you, you don't look bad yourself " I said

" Well I guess I'll take that as a compliment " we continued our convo as we drove to the restaurant. As we walked in people were staring and whispering amongst themselves and this was exactly why I hated being known. When you are famous be it a celebrity or a business man or woman,you are always surrounded by people. These people make comments on your life not knowing what exactly it is you're dealing with, everywhere you go the paparazzi will be there taking pictures of you. It is really annoying because your life is never really yours and there's absolutely nothing called private life. But since I was the girlfriend of Tristan Anderson one of the most eligible bachelors in town I had to suck up and deal with it.

In the restaurant we ordered our meal and enjoyed eating it. Tristan and I talked about different things getting a deeper understanding of one another. I really enjoyed the date, everything was going on smoothly, well it was until some guy decided to show up. Tristan had just excused himself to go attend an important call when a guy walked up to my table. He was well built with broad shoulders and had a great physic,he had jet black hair just like Tristan also he had ocean blue eyes,to be honest he was quite handsome but not as handsome as Tristan.

" Ciao bellezza" he sad to me as I stared at him ( hello beautiful)

" Sei così bello" ( you look beautiful) he said eyeing me up and down and made me uncomfortable that I felt like punching him but I restrained myself. " My name is Jasper Morgan, what is your name bellezza" He was speaking Italian straight,he had that Italian origin about him.

" I..umm..my name is Arab.."I wasn't able to finish what I was saying when Tristan cut me off,he was standing behind the man " you don't need to know my girlfriend's name" he said. The guy or shall I say Jordan turned to face Tristan.

" Com stai amica mia"( how are you my friend)

" Oh andiamo, smettila di comportarti come sé fossimo amici" ( oh come on stop acting like we are friends) Tristan answered with anger in his tone

" Oh I see she's with you, but I should tell you, you do not leave a pretty woman like her all alone". With that he walked away. Tristan and I also left the restaurant after him,the drive back to my apartment was a silent one. Tristan was clearly pissed, his facial expressions and the way he clenched his fists said it all. I wanted to ask who that guy was but I restrained as it wasn't the right time. Soon we arrived at my apartment, like the gentleman he is Tris opened the door for me. He also walked me towards my apartment not that it was necessary but he was being a gentleman and I liked it. I told myself that I wasn't going to question him about the guy at the restaurant and besides I had my own ways to find out who he was and I was going to find out anyway.