The car stopped in front of a building, one that seemed far too pretty and luxurious to be a restaurant. He opened the back door and stepped outside, offering her his hand which she reluctantly took.
A pleased smile graced his lips as he helped her out, entangling her arm with his. “Sebastian, you can go for a spin, I’ll call you when we’re ready.”
“Alright sir.”
After the response from his driver, Julian led her inside and a waiter greeted them immediately. “Good evening, sir…I hope your day has been great and if not, I hope the food here will make it better. Let me take you to your table.”
He led them further inside, to the table in the very center of everything else. Before she could pull out a chair, Julian did so for her. “Sit.” He commanded, his voice low and his tone surprisingl
