Chapitre 21: The Hybrid Princess

A lady sat in a restaurant with a pen in hand. Beside her, was a flask full of hot coffee. She looked through the menu seriously contemplating about its content. Rumi was extremely engaged in her work such that she failed to notice the young man that walked into the restaurant.

His entrance was enough to attract the attention of all the people present in the room, both male and female. He walked like a king , looking sweetly and flirtatiously around. The man seems to be aware of the sexual appeal his mare presence exuded. His clothes screamed fashion and his aura , superiority.

Mikhail looked around the room trying to find an empty space to sit. The place was packed and he could hardly see any empty chairs around. As he walked around the room, he noticed a woman sitting by her self in a secluded corner. Of course he had no idea that the table was exclusively meant for Rumi to work.