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But Anthony's eyes sparkle with amusement.

“Alright then, if you know me so well, what's my favorite movie?”

I pretend to consider this seriously. “Hmm...The Godfather, obviously.”

“Wrong,” he says.

“It's actually–”

"Don't tell me," I gasp, pretending to be shocked.

"The Letter from your Last Lover?"

"Pffft," he grimaces, like a teenage boy who's been called out on having a crush on a girl he shouldn't.

"No, it's the road leads two ways."

I grin, feeling giddy at this playful exchange.

“You have to tell me more about this movie. It’s not some sappy romance, is it?”

Anthony shakes his head, his eyes lighting up with a mischievous glint.

“Actually, it’s about a man who falls in love with a woman he’s not supposed to. He’s torn between his duty to his family and his love for her. It’s a tragic love story, really.”

My heart skips a beat at his words.

Is he telling me something about us?

I clear my throat, trying to sound casual.

“Sounds like a tearjerker.”

“It can be.”

Anthony's voice is low, almost husky.

“But also beautiful and worth it.”

On that note, we sit in silence for a while.

"You know," I say, feeling slightly more daring.

"I was wondering, did you ever think about what would happen if I was a terrible woman?"

"Oh," he says, laughing.

"I thought you would be a gold digger."

"Oh really?" I ask, playing along.

"And what made you think that?"

Anthony chuckles, shaking his head. "I don't know. Maybe it's the way you wear those expensive clothes or how my dad made me believe you don't seem to mind my lavish lifestyle."

"Well, let's be honest, my dad's a billionaire," I say, grinning.

"And I'm an only child. It's you whose probably the gold digger."

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