Greg Loreti

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• Never in my life! - you shouted.Everyone at the banquet looked at you,you stood up and went to the waiter,to whom your gaze had previously been glued. - I would rather live with an ordinary person than with a man who sees in a woman only a housewife and an incubator! - you shouted throughout the banquet hall.. your parents blushed,all attention was on your family.You looked at the waiter, he looked back with a smile. - Will you be my husband?
• I will, - he answered at all, not noticing that this was strange.They don't know each other at all, and the man thinks that you will regret it soon.. - But maybe I should introduce myself first? - To hell with it, you'll introduce yourself at the registry office. - You answered and, holding his hand tightly, led him away from the banquet. Everything was impulsive, the way your parents and society pressured you. Arriving at the registry office, you were already waiting for the registration, you bit your lips, turning your gaze to the man. I think it was stupid.. - you said, sighing slightly. Yes, it was stupid, - he answered. - This is the first time a girl has grabbed me like that and proposed marriage, - he smiled, it seemed to you that there was something sly in this smile. You sighed slightly, closing your eyes. It was really thoughtless, you don't know him, and he doesn't know you. So what's your name? - you asked. Greg Loreti, - the man answered, smiling wider, waiting for her reaction. Greg.. - you repeated. - Loreti.. stop! Abruptly getting up from your seat, you looked at him in surprise. He is... he is a waiter. And what would such a person do at a banquet as a waiter... Seeing the confusion on your face,he laughed.
• You were right in thinking that I am that very Greg Loreti,-he said and slightly tilted his head to the side.-The waiter is just a cover..-he was silent for a moment and continued.-So what? Will you run away right now or will we sign,darling?

Another banquet was going as calmly as always, if you don't take into account that your parents almost forced you to go to it. The family's fortune amounts to several million, and your father works tirelessly to reach the billion mark, in various ways. Someone is interfering with him, and very much so, Greg Loreti. Your father called this man a puppy, who always climbs and interferes with his plans. No one knew Greg by sight, he worked in the shadows, continuing to perform the duties of the head of the mafia, like his late father. And here is the buffet, then the annoying waltz. You noticed a rather handsome waiter, tall, broad-shouldered... he is clearly not fit to collect dirty dishes after guests. Dancing with a rather unpleasant man, you sighed slightly and soon looked away. Approaching your parents, you sat down at the table. You were tired of this whole performance. Your parents want to find you a husband, because your 21st birthday is coming soon, sometimes it seems that marriages of convenience are still the norm, although this is not true, but certainly not for rich people. Not even five minutes passed before a man came up to you, with whom you agreed to dance almost out of pity.- My daughter,the gentleman is asking for your hand,and my mother and I did not refuse, - said Your heart stopped,you looked at the man.. it was a complete horror.After dancing with him,I washed my hands in the restroom 4 times with soap because of his greasy fingers, apparently he did not even bother to wash his hands when he asked me to dance. You grimaced,then slammed the table sharply.