Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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331 Lunch With Matteo

(Jayden)

Matteo's text is straight to the point: Lunch. Best restaurant in Brussels. Be there at 1.

There's a location pinned. I glance at my Rolex.

I message back: Don't think I'm taking lunch break

His answer is quick: Nonsense. You're the boss, no?

Well, damn it. He's right. I am.

When I step out of the town car, I'm greeted by cobblestones underfoot and an old-world elegance that hits different from the sleek, modern vibes back home

The restaurant is a hidden gem tucked away from the bustling streets, its charm oozing out from ivy-covered walls and grand arches.

He's already seated by the window, casually leaning back, a glass of red wine in one hand, his grin radiating confidence.

"There he is!" Matteo calls out, raising his glass as if we've known each other for years. "Jayden! Amico mio, you made it! Hungry?"

"I could eat," I say, sitting down across from him.

Matteo laughs. "Perfetto. We're going local today. Belgian cuisine at its finest. You'll leave here in love with stoofvlees-trust me. A Belgian stew. Delicioso."

The waiter arrives, and Matteo wastes no time. "Bonjour! Deux fois stoofvlees et une bouteille de votre meilleur vin rouge!" He doesn't even glance at the menu.

He turns back to me, his boyish grin still in place. "So, Jayden, what do you think of Brussels so far?"

I admit. "But in a good way.

work hard, sure, but we live and play hard too. Not like the corporate slavery they try and force

as they throw Matteo appreciative

glass up

quietly to me, barely concealing his smirk. "It's the Italian blood, you know? Makes us irresistible." Then he

my head. "You don't seem

shapes, sizes, and personalities, amico. I appreciate them all. But right now, I'm

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the invite. I need

have to survive without us for a few more hours." He nods. "So, tell

More than

like he understands immediately. "Of course. Gus ran it like a military camp. No

dollar for every time I have to say I'm not Gus. I'd be an even richer man." I smile. Matteo's good mood is infectious, and I sip the wine. It's complex and very good. "Hugo, I think Gus is like his father, you know? They have a history." He shrugs. "Astrid, well," He rolls his eyes dramatically, letting out a low chuckle. "She's wound tighter than a Swiss watch." "I've noticed," I say, trying not

try it." I nearly choke on my wine. "You're serious?" I push back thoughts of my time with Ashlyn. I

that cold exterior... it's irresistible."

"Also addictive."

at me and nods like he gets I've been there or something. But he says nothing and continues his

to crack that shell.

with that." I

"Sofia, though-cara mia..."

twist. I know where he's going with this, and part of me doesn't want to hear it. I've got some vibes from her but I've ignored them. "Sofia's different," Matteo continues, lowering his voice. "She's all business on the surface, but she runs her life like a soap opera. I've been there. She's

follows her like a shadow. Don't let her fool you. She loves to be

me a lot with the

knowing chuckle. "Si, si, she's very... helpful. But let me give

my wife and my

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