The ride to the restaurant was spent in a blissful and comfortable silence, as William drove and Simone, sitting in the passenger seat, looked out the window. It was a peaceful atmosphere, one Simone didn't want to ruin, and thus she remained quiet.
The restaurant was fancy, but Simone had grown used to such settings for business. It was nothing she hadn’t been expecting already, even though she still felt ill at ease sometimes.
Only the best for the elite, she reasoned as she followed William to a private room which no doubt cost her rent and more.
They had only just sat down when someone knocked on the door. And soon, appeared a woman whose outfit wasn’t quite business-like, and for whom being demure hadn’t been an option that day. Her cleavage was nearly on full display. And though
