Marcus POV
I walked out of the house towards my black Lamborghini that was parked outside the parking space. I pressed the button on the key and the car beeped, unlocked. I have 20 minutes to arrive at the location of the blind date, which my mum has already planned.
I drove off and arrived twenty-five minutes already five minutes late at the 3 Michelin star restaurant. It's one of the most expensive and classy restaurants that offers the best dining experience. I got out and closed the door then tossed the keys to the valet. Stepping into the restaurant I readjusted my already well-ironed suit and walked swiftly to the reception hostess
“ Good evening sir, do you have a reservation? The hostess purred, eyeing me like I was the last drink of water in a hot desert.
“ Yeah I have a reservation table 6 “ I responded
“ Right this way please.” She gave me her attempt at a sultry smile, and I mentally rolled my eyes.
