Eve leaned on her backrest.
The clock struck 12 and lunch had officially begun in Eros Productions' head office. She took out her home-cooked lunch, her mouth watering in anticipation. Andie went to work early but, thankfully, they had some leftovers from last night.
There was spicy tuna maki on one side—layers of fish, vegetables and vinegared rice rolled up in a sheet of grilled seaweed. To stick to the Japanese theme, Eve had cooked egg rolls and sliced mini sausages into fun shapes.
Her twin sisters used to love it when she did this.
She picked up a sausage with her fork and lifted it towards her lips.
The peppery flavor almost touched her tongue.
"Is that all you are having for lunch?" Ambryan asked, stepping out of his office.
