"What's the finest tequila?" She asked pointing at the shelf with different tequilas using her pouty lips.
"We have 1800 Coleccion Tequila, ma'am. 220 euros per shot."
The male bartender gave her a mocking smile.
Sachilin was still looking at her phone near her lap, leaning on the bar stool like a queen on her throne.
She can hear the weird tone the male bartender was hinting. But of course, the queen who's calm as ever, didn't mind. Sachilin was there to calm her nerves, not to be bothered by some sh*it.
So instead of fighting for over it, she elegantly fished out a 5,000€ from her limited-edition clutch purse and tapped it lightly in front of the man.
"15 shots. The rest is my tip." She simply said in a slightly whispering manner. Even though, the bartender tried to humiliate her earlier, she doesn't want to fight back. It was a harmless jest for her. Besides, how can an empire ruler like her be so petty?
"Uh.. Thank.. Thank you, miss."
She just nodded and lazily leaned her chin on the counter.
"Four slices of lime, not too many salt." Her voice was dull and lonely.
She's all alone on the third floor of the bar. It was a VIP area. The First was super crowded and the second is a restaurant so it's a not that loud.
And because of her loneliness, all the memories replayed through her mind. The pain, sufferings,and grief, it was all in her head and heart. She remembered all the promises Aaron made, all the hugs he gave when her parents died that year, when she thought he was helping her with the company problems and her own-built career.
Tears gathered in her eyes no matter how she wants swallow it back. As the bartender gave her first five shots, the tears finally fell.
She fiercely pulled her own hair slightly sobbing.
'I feel so suffocated.'
The bartender was worried, but he don't want to pry so he simply stood there like a support and evidence that someone is still concerned about her.
"World is really unfair. So fu*kin' unfair that the only thing lonely people could think is to stop fighting and die." She muttered under her breath.
Sachilin was in a great pain that she didn't even felt that a man sat down beside her and actually heard her griefs.
The bartender flew to the opposite side of the floor where he can't be a hindrance, when the man with a king-like aura signalled him to do so.
The King-like man was ultimately handsome. With his deep gray eyes, light brown slightly messy hair, and reddish lips. The man with a cold face sighed.
Sachilin finally noticed him, and scanned his whole poise with her peripheral vision.
The assistant next to the ice-cold man was shocked when Sachilin directly drank the five shots like she wasn't breathing. Still in tears, she slammed the last shot glass and tiredly leaned at the car stool, again.
The man with cold posture and face stood up, so Sachilin expected him to leave because he was annoyed at her. But to her suprise,
"Need a hug?"
Sachilin snapped her head at his direction, completely taken by surprise.
She was full of gratitude and her heart felt so warm when the man spread his arms a little bit.
And thinking that there was still a human being who appreciates her, she cried more.
Sachilin then slowly hugged the unknown man, burying her head in his muscled chest and inhaling his unique fragrance.
"Thank you.." She sobbed. "Thank you, so much."
She badly needs a shoulder to cry on.
Despite her surprise earlier, the assistant that is watching was more stunned.
'When did President let a woman hug him after that tragic break up of his?'
The 'President' softly touched her natural blonde and straight hair.
"Are you okay now?"
She nodded and broke the hug. The man's cold with still a hint of gentleness stare landed on the tears. He picked out his handkerchief and wiped her tears.
They both looked so intimate. It doesn't seem like they're strangers after all.
"I messed up your suit. I'm sorry," she paused and took a deep breathe. "I'm just super stress."
"Nah. It's fine." He gave his assistant a knowingly 'get-out-of-my-sight' look.
The assistant with a neat jet-black hair and gold-framed glasses bowed before leaving.
'Huh. Now that you have a beautiful lady to company, you'll abandon me?! I'm hurt, boss.'
Selthan, the assistant, badly want to complain and say those words to his boss directly in face but don't have the guts. A single glance can make him and the employees shiver in fear.
The bartender now arrived and filled the five empty shotglasses with the hardly 220€ per-shot tequila.
"Mind sharing your problems?"
He asked. His tone was cold, but he's actually worried in the inside.
The bartender left again when Sachilin didn't respond and instead, waited for him to finish filling her glasses.
"I've been cheated." Her voice was dull.
The man's cold expression softened. Who would be so cruel to hurt a lady's fragile heart like hers?
"I don't mean to pry. But, how?"
She laughed bitterly. "Trying to take me and my family down. The worst is, his acomplice is my bestfriend."
Some of the bad events haven't happened yet, and based on the report, Aaron and Friona started to go out together a year ago and it only went more frequently this past 2 months. She can't remember some of the events clearly but, Sachilin decided to trust her intelligence and instinct.
"F*ck love. Haha" She finished her 10 shot-glasses.
Silence win over them. The man was now drinking a red wine.
As his eyes scanned through her clothes, he smirked.
"I see that you like Blaustein's clothing line."
She's already tipsy and a her head is a bit dizzy already.
"I'm sponsored." A single phrase, but got the man thinking deeply.
'Sponsored? But she is wearing a premium limit-edition outift, we only sponsored---'
When the man's eyebrows frowned, Sachilin dizzily stood up and stared at the man's eyes as she offered her hand.
That's when the man finally had a good look at her,
"Sachilin Qia Tekin Maslov," she gave her usual smirk, "it's nice to meet you."
The man's usual cold eyes, widened. Although he found the lady earlier familiar, the thought that she's the Multi-Awarded International Supermodel, Well-known Film Producer, and the only Lady of Tekin and Maslovs, the most ruthless and calculative Business Woman had never posessed his mind yet.
"Lady of... Maslov's?" His tone was hesitant.
She simply shove her hand right in front of him.
The man accepted and revealed his once-in-a-blue-moon smile.
"I'm Kazvin Nyxta Blaustein," he shook her hand and kissed the top of it. "pleased to meet you, Lady Qia."
Sachilin calmly went to the sofa near them and carefreely laid down, as she closed her eyes.
"It seems, your brokenhearted, too." She peek with one eye and smirked. "Want to talk about it?"
"Nah." Sachilin felt the space near her head had been occupied but she didn't even move.
It feels strangely, warm and comfortable.
"Do you believe in reincarnation? Or even reborn?" Kazvin froze, unable to answer.
But then decided to tell the truth, he too, felt very comfortable near the lady that is beside him whic was gently talking.
"Yeah," his gaze dropped to her. "you, too?"
Sachilin reluctantly fought with her inner self, and opened her line of sight only to find a pair of gray eyes looking at her with a gentle gaze..
It was full of trust, like his guard is totally turned down while they conversed.
"Well, it may sound weird and unbelievable.. I.. I was reborn.." She revealed, her eyes were full of complex emotions. "I actually thought, it was a dream. But I can still feel the exhaustion." She looked at him, directly at the eyes, green into gray.
"Do you think," she paused, unable to find the exact words. "i'm being crazy, too?"
Kazvin's body was completely frozen. He do believe at her. He actually doesn't before, but because of some events, he does now.
Why? Because he was reborn, too. He clearly remembered it. The color of the sky.. The tall building and his fall.. Everything. Until it turns black, but then he woke up feeling suffocated.
"I believe you.." He touch her cheek, making her flinch in surprise.
She smiled and caressed the back of his palm.
Sachilin had never been this comfortable with someone. The coziness was beyond her parent's touch and gentle warmth, it is simply, Perfect.
"You experienced it... Too, right?" Her tone was soft, not the usual calm and authoritative.
He was again, taken aback.
It seems this lady, will surely always give him surprises and, will continue to amaze and mesmerize him.
He nodded without hesitation. They sealed it both with soft and gentle glance with trust in each other.
Sachilin took a deep breath, and adjusted her position, leaning at Kazvin's chest.
They were enjoying the comfortable silence, and slowly, Sachilin walked through her dreamland, feeling so cushy and extremely safe.