The third point of view
In a high-end restaurant with a bold red and black decor giving it a vivid and sexy ambiance, sat a handsome middle-aged man sipping a cocktail with no care in the world, enjoying the soft jazz music playing in the background.
To many people, he looked simple and normal but only a few knew the cruelness that lay beneath that gentle demeanor. His eyes twinkled with excitement and he readjusted in his seat as soon as his sight fell on the woman who walked into the restaurant.
The building had elegant modern touches, Angela noticed that as soon as she walked through the revolving door. But she didn't like the color setting, it was too romantic- who was she kidding, it was sinful.
The color was just too hot and provocative which wasn't surprising, that was Valentino's style, that incubus!
