บท 102: Date in a restaurant

Zaya led me down the hallway to a sleek black Mercedes parked right outside the entrance. It was a luxurious car, gleaming under the streetlights, with its smooth curves and polished surface reflecting the city around us. She opened the passenger door for me, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Your chariot awaits," she said with a playful bow.

I chuckled, feeling a bit like a princess in a fairy tale. "Thank you, kind sir," I replied, slipping into the plush leather seat.

As Zaya got in and started the engine, the car purred to life, gliding smoothly out into the evening traffic. The interior was just as luxurious as the exterior, with a rich scent of leather and a state-of-the-art dashboard that glowed softly in the dim light.

"So, where are we going?" I asked, curious.

Zaya shot me a mysterious smile. "It's a surprise. But I promise, you'll love it."