Nova busied herself in the bathroom getting ready grumbling about not informing her before hand. The coloured contact she had ditched since the wedding was tucked safely inside her purse. Thank God, she haven't misplaced it. Crying with it on is impossible so she kept them in the purse before climbing over the fence.
Yes, she didn't wear her contact infront of Mr stoic face Pierce, but she doubt he'd recognize her just by her dull brown eyes.
She brushed her hair and slipped into simple yellow dress that stopped at the knee and some nude sandals. She hurried to the car outside leaving behind Maxim to finish fixing their bags. They would be leaving tonight.
Maximus drove them all the way to beika hotel which was a 20 minutes drive. Maxim said they would meet him at the restaurant on the third floor, he'd already reserved a seat for them.
When they arrived, it was 5 minutes after one, the room was crowded. Since she never met the guy, she couldn't pick him up from the crowd and she have no means of contacting him. She would have asked any of the waiters for a reservation under Mr Benjamin James but she really is looking for an excuse to leave.
After a solid minute of half assedly glancing over the tables, Nova decided she had tried enough and was about to walk out the way she came from, but a tap to her shoulder had her turning around. "Looking for me?" A sultry voice belonging to the offending hand on her shoulder, a heavily adorned hand with rings having several diamond studs and an experience gold Rolex watch might she add, spoke behind her.
"For a second there I thought you would stand me up." Nova whipped her head at their close proximity stumbling forward trying to put some distance between them. When did he crept up all the way here without her noticing? And she is supposed to be a spy!
How did he even recognize her? Cough, "l honor my words, Mr James, I was actually looking forward to the lunch, it's a pleasure working with you." She lied with a straight face finally putting a face to the hand which she regret immediately. She blinked taking another step back, blinded by the sight in front of her.
Too bright, too flashy to the point where it hurts. Is this even legal?
"Benjamin, please." Mr Bright, as she decided to call the man with one too many glittery metals and gemstones she didn't know the names of, flashed a blinding smile at her leading them to a seat by the glass windows.
Nova had to fight the urge to turn around and bolt. Especially since he was the one that sponsored her freedom.
If there's a word that perfectly describe him, it would be trouble. In all sense of the word.
Like a gentleman that he isn't, Mr Shiny held a seat for her and slid into the one on her opposite, facing her. From the tip of his hair down to the to his shiny dress shoes, everything about him is screams crazy rich Asian. No offense to Asians whatsoever. Not that he looked Asian, or perhaps? She couldn't tell.
His sun kissed blonde hair which was darker along the roots was tussled in a play boy style, highlighting his light brown, almost golden Phenix orbs. A smooth, bronze skin with a care routine that probably cost more than her entire closet. Not to mention the ungodly amount of metals embedded randomly across his face, she even caught a sight of two gold rings? Stuck between his teeth. An amused smirk played on his soft, glossed lips as he took a sip of a strange liquid in the glass in front of him when he caught her checking him out.
He is beautiful. Not handsome, but masculine beautiful. Does that even makes sense? He kinda remind her of something, or someone but she couldn't put her fingers on. And Nova couldn't help the jealous feeling that squeezed her heart. He is beautiful, and rich and he is not even a girl.
"It's a pleasure to work with you too, Miss. I must say you it was quite the show."
"I was just doing my job; wait. Were you present?" She blushed, tearing her eyes away. She is fairly certain she would have recognized him when she saw him. With all the bright light surrounding him, he isn't exactly inconspicuous.
"Of course, I was. I wouldn't forgive myself if I did." He chuckled. Nova played with the glass of water in front of her as the conversation died down. She isn't good with words.
He must've notice her glass as he said. "Ah, forgive me please. I had no idea what you'd like and you were taking your sweet time so I ordered everything on the menu. I hope you wouldn't mind."
"It's fine. Sorry for keeping you waiting." She looked back at the guy only to see him scrutinizing her. Nova shrunk back feeling self conscious, she didn't like it, one bit.
His eyes were creepy, although pretty, but still creepy. And she didn't want it directed on her. Every part of him oozed a dangerous dark aura. Especially his eyes.
"I hope you find something you like."
"Hmm." Nova tried her best to hold his gaze, it would be rude to look away when he was talking to her, right? But his eyes were a little bit.. disturbing.
If only she could look at his neck or chest, but the two top buttons of the ridiculously tight dress shirt was undone and was missing a tie giving her some eye candy. She has no choice but to keep her eyes up.
Seriously, he looked like a huge playboy. More than half of the ladies in the room had been glancing at him over and over again, which he obviously enjoy.
If she was someone else, she might've enjoyed his attention. Because damn, he is good looking. But getting involve with someone like him is dangerous. He is handsome, but weird. What a waste of good face.
For a second, Mr Pierce's stoic face flashed in her mind. She would rather be in his freezing presence than be with this flashy fellow.
Wait.... What was she saying? She'd rather not be in any of their presence. God, I need to be far away from here...
"Hello, Miss Elizabeth. You there?" A hand danced across her face.
"Ah... sorry." She cursed internally as she felt heat crept up her face. "I was...." Ahem, "did you say something?"
"Are you a virgin?"