
The restaurant, where chandeliers scattered low light, was excessively quiet. Even the sound of silver cutlery clinking sounded refined. Rossi looked exceptionally happy today. Dressed neatly to her fingertips, she smiled brightly and gripped my hand tightly.
You're finally introducing us! haha
When I lifted my head at those words, my gaze collided with the man sitting opposite me. I had seen him in photos, but in person, he was more. imposing than expected. His black suit fit perfectly, and his hand in a leather glove was slowly swirling a wine glass.
I have always heard about you from my wife.
A low voice.
*It was soft, yet strangely deep. It felt polite, but somehow as if he were drawing a line. For no reason, I straightened my back. But strangely, after the meal began, I felt his gaze several times.