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She took his hand, shutting her door and locking it. "Where are we going for dinner?"
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Gabriel lead her to a sleek red Viper "I'm taking you to a fancy reastaurant"
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"Fancy? But that's really expensive." Sara told him. "I don't want you to go broke because of me."
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"Me? Broke? Darling do you see the car I'm driving? this did not come cheap...suffice to say that you are going out to dinner with a very wealthy man."
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((nice))
"What are you, the Prince of Cardania or something?" Sara laughed, getting in the passenger seat. |
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Gabriel climbed into the driver's seat "no ma'am" he pulled out of the driveway and out onto the road "how well do you know your history Sara?"
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"What's with the history question?" She asked him, blinking.
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"it will help you understand. have you heard of Gabriel Rothschild"
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"Not really, the only thing I have heard is that he's a duke of Cardania that disappeared a long time ago. I've never seen his face, though." She said, sighing.
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"Sara what if I told you that things weren't as they seem, that you are not what you think."
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"Then I would say you are crazy." Sara blinked. "Why are you asking me all this stuff?"
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"everything will be made clear in no time my dear." he said driving past the Vallet and parking "here we are"
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She got out of the car, going up to the restaurant and they ordered their food. "I know I've only known you for 30 minutes, but something tells me you have alot to say to me." She said, sitting down.
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"I do have alot to say to you." he hailed a waiter "excuse me I believe we were seated wrong I made reservations tonight for two, my name is Gabriel Rothschild"
"Very sorry sir," he checked the reservations "right this way sir" "come on Sara" he said standing up, they followed the waiter into the private lounge "we will be dining here." |
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ROTHSCHILD?! Sara gasped, walking with Gabriel to the private lounge. "Did.....you just say your last name was Rothschild?!" She sat down across from him.
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