As the city lights began to twinkle on, the night held an indescribable, hazy beauty.
The club manager quickly arranged for the private room to be tidied up and prepared an exquisite meal for the two of them.
The crystal candelabra on the dining table and the room's crystal floor lamp cast a mutual glow, making the all-glass private room seem incredibly magical, a perfect reflection of the dazzling, decadent cityscape outside.
Damien Valerius sat across from Aurora Sterling, carefully cutting her steak. His clean, slender fingers expertly wielded the knife and fork, patiently slicing the entire steak into small pieces before passing the plate to her.
Bathed in the dim, warm light, Damien Valerius looked much softer and gentler. It was hard to reconcile this man with the demon who had just terrified Henry Hayes and Lisa witless.
After dinner, Damien led Aurora to the sofa and looked at her mysteriously. "Are you ready?"
Aurora was puzzled. "Ready for what?"
