I SAT IN FRONT OF them awkwardly with my hands politely placed above my lap. The table is in square style, making Marcus to my right and Rob to my left. Then Mr. Sanchez in front of me. They were the ones who chose the restaurant to eat today, which I don’t really have any problem with. That is why we ended up in a Michelin restaurant, which just suits my style really well.
My heart is beating at an abnormal speed. For some reason, I feel nervous having the three of them around me—or maybe it is just because of Mr. Sanchez’s unfamiliar presence to me. With the three of them being at the same table as me, they felt like being with a group of Gods, yet at the same time having this chilling feeling because of their own intimidating auras. I don’t know whether I should be really happy to be s
