Aubrey POV

I walked outside of the hospital andsure enough Moretti was there. He saw me and opened the door. "Doctor please" he said.

I nodded my head and walked in. The car ride was uncomfortably quiet. We arrived at a fancy restaurant. Great. I was so under dressed.

He opened the door for me and we walked in. "Mr. Moretti" the hostess said "we have a table waiting for you  Mr. Moretti." She said and she led us to a private room.

Mr. Moretti helped with the chair to sit down. Then he sat down in front of me. "Can I start you off with some to drinks?" The hostess asked.

"Red wine would be nice. Don't your agree?" Moretti asked me.

"I don't drink. I'll have a lemonade" I told the hostess. She nodded and walked out of the room.

"So Mr Moretti" I said.

"Alessandro please." He said.

"Mr. Moretti", I insisted. "Why did you bring me out tonight?" I asked. 

"I already told you. I want your help" he said.

"You don't know anything about me. How could you be so sure I can do this job?" I asked him.

"Why do you keep doubting yourself. I know you're perfect for the job. Plus I'll add a bonus. I'll give you one million dollars that you can donate to any charities of your choosing" he said.

The hostess came in and gave us our drinks. We ordered our food and she left.

I took the chance to stare at him. Where did I know him from? He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, he was tanned, he was so muscular, he definitely knew how to pull off a suit. There was something about him.

Then it hit me! Las Vegas! That's where I knew him from!

"You look like you just had an epiphany, do you mind filling he me in?" He asked.

"I remember you." I said. "You're the one who threatened me if I didn't save your brother. Is That why you're here? Did your brother not make it?" I gasped.

"No Aubrey, my brother is fine. Thanks to you." He said.

"Oh well I'm glad" I said. Our waiter brought us our dinner. It was quite good actually.

"So have you made up your mind" he asked.

I shook my head "Mr. Moretti, this job is too good to be true. There has to be a catch. I just can't put my finger on it. That's what's keeping me from saying yes. There are so many people I can help with that money. I'm just trying to figure you out. I'm still waiting on the catch" I said.

"Aubrey, I assure you there is no "catch" as you call it. I just want your help. No one can do this like you can. Please. Say yes" I hesitated and looked down.

"Mr...."

"Alessandro. Please." He insisted.

"Fine, Alessandro. If I were to say yes. How long would I be in Italy? What would I do about the language? I don't speak Italian. What about my living situation?" I asked. Was I really considering this?

"Don't worry about the language, almost everyone speaks English, and I'll hire you a translator/tutor. I can translate when we are together. As for how long, well it depends on how long it takes us to establish the clinic, set up a program, hire other doctors and staff. I'd say about a year give or take and don't worry I already have your living situation covered; here as well as in Italy" my mouth fell open. This guy had everything ready to go. In what just one day?

"Fine Alessandro I accept." I cant believe I said yes. This was so out of my comfort zone. I extended my hand and he shook it.

"Perfect. I'm glad you accepted Aubrey. You won't regret it" he said.

I hope so I thought.