Behind a simple facade hiding the wealth within, Redbird Cuisine was situated right in downtown LA.
Inside, it was like entering a warm, contemporary dream: soft golden lights hung low over mahogany tables, live jazz swirled throughout the air, and the aroma of toasted herbs and great wine embraced every guest. Through glass-paneled walls, a rich, softly lighted garden outside was shown; delicate fountains whispered beneath the starlight.
As Aria got out of the smooth black car Killian had sent, she paused to take in the surroundings. Her deep sapphire blue wrap dress descended just below her knees, the silk embracing her softly at each stride. Her hair fell over her shoulders in gentle waves, slightly curled. Simple gold hoops adorned her ears, and her heels clicked softly against t
