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Chapter 15 : Italian First Date

*Sophie’s POV*

‘What do you wear when you're going on a date with the son of your rich boss?’ I thought as I pulled everything I'd packed out of the closet.

"Luca!" I yelled, "It's an emergency. I need your help."

He opened the door, and his eyes widened as he took in the scene before him: me, dripping wet with my hair plastered to my forehead and a pile of clothes lying haphazardly around me. His lips twitched once, then split into a wide grin as he burst into laughter.

"You're a mess. All that intelligence and talent in your body, and you can't dress yourself," he joked. "What's the problem?"

I rolled my eyes and threw a shoe at him. "Well, I don't know what I'm supposed to wear to dinner with Jacopo. He's intimidating, Luca. Help me."

"Fine, fine, just don't assault me anymore. How much time do we have to work with?"

I checked the time on my phone. "We have two hours before he'll be here to pick me up."

He clapped his hands together and smiled at me with a mischievous look
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