She knew what was going to happen next so she resisted. "Zeke . . . I don't want to do it outside here . . . Let's go home, someone . . Someone might see us". She stammered, courtesy of his actions underneath her dress.
"No one would see us". He replied as he continued. "This place belongs to us today and for the rest of tomorrow so let's enjoy our time and not let it go to waste".
He added and what more could she say besides she was now as weak as rubber as she could feel herself melting in his embrace.
In the heart of the bustling city, Zeke sat in the elegant atmosphere of a five-star restaurant, the air rich with the scent of gourmet dishes and soft jazz playing in the background donning his usual resplendent custom made suit.
Across from him sat his uncle from his maternal side, the mayor from Country Z, Nicolai Huxley who had been in power for years now.
