He looked more enchanting than she remembered, his dark hair looked torsoled due to the little breeze, He was wearing a blood red suit which hung his body perfectly, the color matched his eyes and gave him a look of that of a predator, he was wearing silver rings on his left ear and he looked so damn hot.
He gestured with his 2 fingers for her to come to him, she gulped and took little steps while raising the hem of her gown. She was totally confused about what was going on, she didn't know what the guy wanted from her and everytime she tried to teleport, some sudden shock passes through her like some sort of blockade, somehow the angelic looking guy had disabled her powers.
She came to stand Infront of him, he let go of the railings and stood tall and proud, his body frame towering over her. She pursed her lips while realizing she was really short compared to him.
"I....." Evie tried to speak but he interrupted her immediately
"Seat with me" he ordered her with his masculine voice that wasn't too deep, just perfect like the rest parts of him. He bent his head down just to have a good look at her before moving his gaze to the table arranged for them.
Evie once again obliged to his command, she walked over to the table while the guy followed her from behind, he drew out a chair for her and she muttered a 'thanks' before sitting. When the both of them had finally taken their seats, she was left under the torture of his scrutinizing gaze once again. She tried hard not to look at him and instead played with her fingers with her head bent downwards, 'What to say, what to say, think Evie' she scolded herself and she missed how the corner of his lips tipped up before they returned to his unfathomable expression.
The elevator door opened and some maids brought in a trolley with foods covered with golden lids before setting them on the table and they immediately scurried away from there,Ike he was Lucifer.
"Let's eat shall we?" he said and Evie just nodded like a programmed robot
She removed the lid from the plate of food and her mouth watered at the delicasy Infront of her. Infront of her were caviar Nachos, with an orange juice and pierre rose wine, some of its content had been poured on the glass by the maids along with some orange juice. The caviar Nachos was a really rare and expensive meal, she wondered how he got a chef to make it at his disposal but then again he was fucking rich.
She fought really hard digging her nails into her palms so she wouldn't go berserk, eating the meal like a lunatic but at the same time she had never tried to control herself Infront of others as she grew up doing what she wanted without a care in the world. As much as she tried, she found herself stuffing large quantities of the caviar into her mouth and she inwardly cursed herself.