Falling For The Man I Married

Madi's POV:

"Mr Wilsons. Good evening, Sir." I greeted him with a smile when I stopped in front of his table.

He looked at me a bit surprised and studied me from head to toe. And my traitor heart started pounding fastly inside my ribcage.

"Madi," he said almost in a whisper. I gulped as my eyes widened in a bit surprised.

Did he just call me 'Madi'? Since I started working in the company, this is the first time he has called me by my name and not by my last name.

"Sir," I said after my brain recognized it to be true.

"Gabriel." my eyes widened again not just because of the way he wanted me to call him but the way he pronounced his name... manly.

-'Jesus! His voice! So cold and sexy.... wait---- sexy?'-

"Sit down."

I heard him said and I gulped.

"Mr Wilsons---"

"Gabriel. Just call me Gabriel, Madi. And sit down first, I don't want you standing while I speak."

"Yeah," I murmured slowly.

-'haist, not even a gentleman! He didn't even pull the chair for me! Great!'-

"Why do you want me to call you by your name, Mr Wilsons?" I asked as soon as I seated.

"We're not in the office Madi, You can call me Gabriel."

-'Ohh.. cut the professionalism and the formalities, I see.'-

"You have a point Sir---- I mean, Gabriel."

Wow, I love how perfectly it sounds when I mentioned it. I looked at him and he's staring at me, but I didn't look away.

"Let's order first." He's the one who looked away first.

He didn't have to call the waiter's attention, because once we touched the menu, one of our waiters came to our table. I silently prayed that this one was already briefed by Noelle.

"Good evening Sir, good evening----ma'am?" It's Tony, our head waiter.

I smiled at him as his eyes wanted to say something. My eyes silently giving him a signal not to mention my name and I breathe a sigh of relief when he continued his spell.

"My name is Tony and I am your waiter for tonight... blah...blah...blah..."

I looked back at my menu. He asked what our orders would be and he wrote it down on his customer's order slip.

"Anything else, Sir... Ma'am?"

waiting for my answer, but

my tongue hasn't tasted yet? And of course, most of them came from my

about desserts,

asked again but looking at me with amusement dancing in his eyes. I smiled at him and was about to speak

and stop flirting with my girlfriend if you want

And wait'-- Me-- girlfriend?

immediately disappeared at our sight. And Mr Wilsons

Gabriel, what was

at me when I mentioned his last name again, but it didn't

react first, the one he introduced me as his girlfriend or that he arrogantly snapped

with you and you seemed so oblivious

this is the first time they've

girlfriend? And what is it to you if someone's flirting with me, you're

anything, he's just looking at me as if studying

a deal that I am about to

at

voice was a bit loud, so I repeated it but in a lower tone. "What? What are you talking about? Can we discuss that

until

cut off by the smiling Noelle who's pushing the food cart.

goodness! Really,

our food in front of us while

you need anything else, Sir? My name is Noelle, just call me anytime if you need anything." she batted her

to my surprise, Mr Wilsons held my hand resting on top of the table and Noelle's eyes

won't bother to call you. We don't need anything. Everything's already here. And can't you see I am with my fiancée, so stop flirting

grip on his hand when I heard

he introduced me as his girlfriend and suddenly now I've become his fiancée? What would be next... I'll

laced with surprise as

Mr Wilsons said not

and she has a 'you need to explain this to me' look in

as she eyed me. I know what will happen

-'Argh! Mr Wilsons!'-

disappeared from our sight, I didn't waste any

was just your girlfriend and all of a sudden I've become your fiancée? What would you say next, that I am your wife?" I asked

about this, until we finished. Now, eat," he answered not even bother if I

"But this is-------"

his dominant alpha voice. "Just eat first, we

'-Fine!'-

was that hungry. My stomach growled at the sight of the food, and let me tell you... I think I can eat a

even spare him a glance, I just savored the heavenly taste of the food. I know he's staring at me, my every bite and my every chew, but I don't care--- I'm hungry. Besides, I was just following his order 'eat first'. Although it's so creepy having an audience

finishing my food, my urinary bladder wanted to ask permission, she wanted to see

before we start discussing

nodded and sipped his wine, but

-'Madi, expect the obvious.'-

the hall

pulled me and dragged me

the restroom." I glared at her but