I arrived at the hotel—a luxurious one right in the heart of the city—about fifteen minutes early. I wanted to look punctual, composed, and gentlemanly.
To my surprise, Hai-Yen was already there.
She wore a sleek black dress that perfectly complemented her dark eyes and hair. Lips were painted a deep shade of red, and a hint of makeup highlighted her features—though she didn't really need it.
Her skin was flawless, naturally radiant, the kind that made any added touch almost unnecessary. She looked every bit the celebrity everyone whispered about.
However, in my opinion, Hai-Min was a level above her—at least in one crucial way.
Hai-Min's submissive personality didn't make her weak. On the contrary, it made her cautious, observant, resilient. and more valuable in my eyes.
I cleared my throat and decided to break the tension by ordering our food.
The meal passed without conversation. She had told me she preferred it that way, saying we could talk while eating dessert instead.
