[Four]

|Chapter 4|

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𝗕𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲

𝖣𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝗒

I woke up at six a.m. this morning because I slept the whole day yesterday. Since it was too early to start work, I chose to make breakfast for Mr. Moldovan and I. I do my morning routine and go downstairs to make something quick.

I examine the refrigerator and there is an adequate selection of food and drinks. I see a bag of bagels and I immediately think of a delicious breakfast sandwich. The orange juice is the first drink that catches my eyes so, I take it out.

I then attempted to grab a wine glass from the top shelf, but it was, unfortunately, too high. Ugh, I wanted to feel fancy. I pouted and settled for a small glass on the lower shelf.

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About 30 minutes later, I was finally done with breakfast. Hopefully, he doesn't mind not having meat because I made two vegetarian breakfast sandwiches.

Not wanting to wake Mr. Moldovan, I take my food outside and as soon as I step out, the cold hit me hard like a truck. Why is it so damn cold? I quickly run upstairs and throw on sweatpants and a large coat.

Stepping outside my room, I see Mr. Moldovan leaving his. He has on a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants with black socks. Somehow with a chill outfit, he still looks fine as hell. I quickly look up to avoid staring for too long and suddenly, I felt bad for disturbing his sleep.

"Oh! Good morning Mr. Moldovan, I'm sorry for waking you up. I was just grabbing some warm clothes to eat on the balcony," I said with a slight smile.

"It's fine, you didn't wake me, and please call me Emilian. 'Mr.' makes me feel older than I am", he joked and I chuckle.

"Um ok, well I also made you some breakfast if you want. I'll be eating outside if you need me"

"Thanks, I'll be down in a few."

I go downstairs and take a bite of my delicious sandwich. I'm such an amazing cook. I scroll through Instagram and see a new post from Sara. Cute.

Unexpectedly, the balcony door slides open and it's Emilian with his sandwich and coffee.

"Hey"

"Hey" I replied with a small smile.

He begins to eat and starts a conversation. "How are you liking it here Miss Suave."

I put on a wide smile and reply, "It's been amazing actually. I adore the scenery because I've never seen anything like it before. My room is luxurious, especially the bed because I could sleep in that all day. The only thing that I wish was different, is the weather. It's super cold." I realized I was rambling like a little kid so I shyly say a quick "sorry" without looking up.

"No, it's fine, I love that you can tell me your honest opinion. And thank you, I designed everything in this Hotel, including this Penthouse. "

I look up to see a grin on his face.

"Oh, that's interesting, you're an entrepreneur and an interior designer. A man of many talents I see."

"I guess you can say that." He smirked and licked his lips then continued to speak. "I was wondering since you like the scenery and everything, would you like me to show you around to get a closer look?"

I examine him for a few seconds without answering.

"I mean of course afterward we would come back and start some work, but we could just start now if you want." He quickly said.

"No, of course, I would love to explore the city. Just let me clean up and get dressed and I'll be right down"

"Alright", he says as he stands to open the door for me. A gentleman.

I go to my room and choose a cute but kinda warm outfit. I decided to wear a white crop top, black sweat pants, and a black puffer jacket. Wearing my hair in a slick low bun seemed like the best option to keep it out of the way.

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We have been out now for about three hours and we've only been to Kunsthaus, an art museum which had a large room displaying tons of art from multiple local Swiss artists. I'm usually not into that type of stuff but I loved every bit of it because the art was beautiful.

I also had the privilege of having the best tour guide ever. I could tell Emilian had a passion and love for this little city in Switzerland and I find it really cute. I don't think he realizes how much he spoke today but I don't mind.

Right now we are in Restaurant Krone which we found on our way back to the penthouse. I'm sitting across from Emilian and I could tell he is excited to have me try his favorite Swiss dish. It's a local cuisine called cheese fondue with a side of bread. It is served to us in a ceramic pot that the waitress said is called a caquelon.

"Can you tell me what's in it?"I ask him with genuine curiosity.

"Yes of course. It's a blend of different cheeses along with other ingredients like white wine, garlic, and cornflour."

"Mmm this sounds good. Let's see if it's as good as you claim." I dip a square of bread and take a bite. I screw up my face immediately making him open his eyes wide in concern.

I burst out laughing at his facial expression, causing people to look in our direction.

He now wears a confused look on his face. " Why are you laughing? Was it bad? I'll order something else."

I feel so bad but this is also hilarious. "I'm sorry I just wanted to see your reaction", I answer in between laughs. "I'm just joking, it's yummy, but that was totally worth it"

He chuckles, "You actually scared me there for a second. I started to question my existence because I love that dish but, I'm glad you enjoyed it," He finishes.

We eat and chat for about 10 more minutes until I decided we should probably leave since we have not started any work as yet.

"Well thanks for today, you have been an excellent tour guide. I truly enjoyed myself, but I do think we should head back to get some work done."

His face quickly flash with disappointment but he covers it up with a smile and speaks, "Yeah you're right, I'll just pay and we could leave."

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