EROS' POV
When I told him about my answer, we stopped at a specific shop. I thought we are only going to continue moving the car until we reached the end of our conversation. As soon as we entered the shop, there's no people around. We are surrounded by the quiet but lit ambiance where only the lady on the cashier is there, pressing buttons from a calculator.
"Is the shop opened already?"
The man beside me says, "Yup. I reserved the whole shop for us."
My eyes widen, "For us? For our conversation? Why do you need to do this?"
"Because it's not a casual conversation, it's a private conversation wherein no one must hear it. Moreover, Eros, you must understand that I am not tolerating you in joining forces against my father."
We take a seat at the corner of the shop and there's a menu on the table.
"Order anything you want." He smiles.
"No, it's okay. I am not hungry."
