Seducing The President

Chapter 13 ~The Restaurant~

I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and unbuckled the seat belt before hopping down from the car.

The driver went fast to pull out the door for his departing as he stepped down over the carpeted floor

tapping on his black boots.

My eyes kept staring at the logo " THE NEONS FOODS" for a few moments while my eyes observed

the green rooftop filled with various flower trees. Subconsciously my lips formed into a soft smile

without my notice.

He walked ahead in front of me as I diverted my eyes to his retreating back. The owner of this well

famous restaurant had changed. I found that was a middle aged man who appeared already waiting for

us anxiously in the gate.

He gave a long bow spotting us together as we entered in. I found the whole restaurant empty as I

asked curiously snapping my head here and there,

" Doesn't anyone come here?"

He gave me a short reply while reaching near a well decorated table,

" I have booked the entire restaurant. That's why it turned out empty."

Holy shit! That's how rich people work! I get it!

I rolled my eyes before plopping down with a thud on the chair opposite of him as his face scrunched

up in my behaviour. But I don't give it a damn!

Fuck! He sucks!

XAVIER'S POV~~

I found this woman useful and annoying at the same that made me feel sick on her.

Look at her behaviour! She behaves more like a nine years old child who haven't learnt her etiquette at

all. But I guess, my cold glare didn't give her a damn warning as she rolled her eyeballs dramatically.

I diverted my eyes from her helplessly and spotted the old lady at a corner who was standing and

smiling at my way. I was very well known with this thirty years old restaurant that had been my favourite

restaurant so far.

I gestured her to come over here as she walked ahead holding the printed menu card in her hands.

She presented it in front of my eyes before taking a curious glance of Miss Young.

She was sitting opposite of me nonchalantly as if I didn't even exist in front of her eyes. I gently pushed

the card towards her before leaning against the chair comfortably.

She seemed dumbstruck as she looked up at me questioningly. I commanded briefly before shifting my

eyes over her troubled face,

" You choose."

She seemed perturbed before taking up the menu card slowly. Her eyes roamed over the list from up to

down swiftly before asking for my opinion,

" Is sea food okay with you?"

I shrugged my shoulder nonchalantly. I really didn't had so much preference towards foods. As long as

it tastes good, I can devour it.

I watched her long eyelashes blinked twice before she placed her order to the old lady standing near

our table side.

The fact that I had taken her to my favourite restaurant was only because she really impressed me with

her skills today. I thought of cheering for her even though little did I realised that she didn't quite like

me.

Hell! Why do I care? I'm her boss in reality and can order her anytime.

I heard the lady suggesting her gently,

" Any drink lady?"

She glanced at me hesitance written all over her face but quickly diverted her attention to the lady after

finding me nonbothered.

Her painted lips formed into a sweet smile that could cause any man swallowing his own saliva in

desire as she ordered,

" Red Wine! It suits with sea foods well."

The lady agreed with her statement before departing from our side and entered the kitchen quietly.

I found her expression uncomfortable looking here and there as soon as the woman left two of us alone

here.

Treating me again like a non existence creature, she dived her hand into her purse to pull out her

smartphone. As expected, she started playing with her phone but the nervousness between her eyes

were still vivid. Even though her eyes seemed only focused on that brightness screen but her perturbed

appearance denied her fake firm determination completely.

At first I thought I could handle this quite environment. But somehow having cold shoulder from her was

bothering me too much.

Thus I straightened my suite's collar awkwardly before giving off a dry cough to catch her attention. But

I successfully failed.

She didn't even look at me once. Sighing angrily, I focused outside and my raged eyes caught the

beautiful nature outside instantly melting into a soft one.

This city road had giant vine maple trees in both sides covering the street with colorful leaves and

gentle breeze. Even looking at that flowery street could make anyone's heart peaceful.

I heard two tiny voices inside my head as my eyes replayed the old memories that I had cherished so

far.

Shortly after, I snapped out from my wild thoughts and shifted my eyes on the girl in front of me.

Finding a new topic to initiate the conversation, I spoke loudly earning a confused glare from her,

" Miss Young. Look outside or you might miss the beautiful scenario because of your stupid cellphone."

She rolled her eyes before gazing at my mentioned way nonchalantly. But unexpectedly, her eyes

stopped blinking as she gazed at the street blankly for a couple of minutes.

I read her expression cautiously and somehow I saw the corner of her eyes started getting teared up.

I felt confused and troubled before asking out gently,

" Miss Young.. are.. are you okay?"

IRIS'S POV~~

I was playing with my phone for spending this awkward timing with this unreasonable man.He didn't

even bother to ask me nicely.

Treating like a mere subordinate, he just commanded me to follow him here. I had my own plan too.

I perfectly ignored him and faked my firm attention on my phone. Then suddenly I heard that man's

magnetic tone following up with a gentle suggestion to look outside.

At the sight of outside, my usual calm expression instantly changed into a painful memory.

The squirrels still played over the dry leaves that made my eyes tearing up recalling some

unforgettable moment that I had saved in my memory forever.

I snapped out of my dreaming zone quickly as soon as I heard his unbelievable gentle tone,

" Miss Young, are you okay?"

Realization hit my brain as I quickly lowered my eyes to hide my unruly tears that came without being

notified. I forced a fake smile replying back,

" Oh yes, Mr President. The view is really beautiful of Rainbow Street."

His expression scrunched up a little before placing his left palm on the table and asked with a hint of

suspension,

" But I found from your record data that you haven't been in SILVERSTONE CITY ever."

My expression sank instantly as I clutched the hem of my skirt tightly. Giving an awkward smile, I

responded avoiding our eye contact that could hypnotise me easily,

" No. I never been here but I researched over this city before shifting here."

He started unwrapping the bottle of water as he threw me a burning question,

" Then what made you come to SILVERSTONE CITY all of sudden Miss Young? You could have been

done well in foreign."

I tried to keep my answer firm and reasonable as I replied putting on a soft smile,

" Nothing much. I thought of experiencing something new in USK state. Moreover my best friend is

here too and fortunately I managed to get of job under you."

As the plastic made a scratching sound, I looked up to meet his ocean eyes that was observing my

expression. For some reason, I felt like he was suspicious about my identity.

Thus I tried not to get panicked and maintained my usual face. Meanwhile the hot aroma of foods

started travelling in my nostrils as my tummy grumbled shamelessly.

Lucky the sound wasn't so loud to reach his eardrums or I would have died in embarrassment.

From the North pool, the lady was coming towards our table holding a giant palate of prawns whereas

three young males followed her carrying the other bowls.

The lady smiled sweetly at the encounter of our eyes and placed the dishes on the table symmetrically.

She spoke in a cheesy tone,

" Here you go, Sir and Lady. All the dishes have been prepared by our head chef."

She clutched her palms together before adding cheerfully and glancing between me and president,

" You two are going to love it."

Well, that sounded somehow ambiguous as if she was trying to pair us inwardly. Surprisingly Mr

President didn't mind her words thus I figured out that he was familiar with this lady. Otherwise

according to his tempter, he would have called his bodyguards to beat this woman for her unruly

words.

Wait.. Did she just call me lady? Isn't that suppose to address of President's wife?

I quickly corrected her words before the other party could scold her,

" Don't call me, lady. I am his new secretary. You can just call me by my name, Iris." NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

I spoke quickly before shifting my attention to the juicy prawns that was placed in front of us. I reached

out to start my lunch but again heard her aspiring voice,

" No worries! I can see the spark between you two. We will definitely get the first lady soon."

I choked on my saliva before gazing up at her shockingly. I turned back to see Mr President who

seemed stupefied too as he spoke coldly,

" Aunty Madonna, can we have our lunch

now? "

The lady grinned foolishly as she called out,

" Oh Xavier.. ughh.. "

She bite her tongue sarcastically before correcting her words and replied again,

" Mr.. Mr..President.. I was just anticipating the future. "

She straightened up her collar confidently and added,

" Don't forget that this lady is quite experienced regarding emotional feelings. I have dated more than

fifty boys. You know.."

She paused receiving a cold glare from Mr President and my mouth fell open in awe at the mentioned

number of boys that she dated.

The lady quickly stopped talking before giving us a brief reply,

" Go ahead, go ahead. Taste the foods now. I'm leaving. Enjoy your meal."

She grinned once again before leaving with those boys and I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she

disappeared. She was constantly making us awkward really.

I heard his unfazed tone putting the salmon fish in his plate,

" Don't mind her words. She jokes a lot."

I hummed coldly before reaching out my arms to take up the juicy prawns. I peeled off it's shell and

used some ketchup on it while he continued devouring the Salmon.

Taking a notice of my surrounding, I came up with a bold idea.

Why don't I taste it with my hands? Well, I do enjoy eating prawns using my hands instead of knife and

spoons. It somehow satisfies my forever love for prawns and its juicy taste.

As I spotted no one except Mr President., I thought of using my old method after reaching in this city.

Thus I lifted up the red barbican prawn into my lips, took a last hungry glance of it before stuffing it into

my mouth.

I whimpered instantly at its heavenly taste as I munched it hungrily ignoring the juices and ketchup that

was flowing down from the corner of my lips.

My eyes went close subconsciously at its overwhelming taste as I devoured it completely.

After finishing my prawn, I opened my eyes and instantly froze.

Mr President was looking at me somehow in rage and puzzlement. Only then I realised my mistake that

a weirdo was still present in front of me.

He asked putting down his knife,

" Miss Young, what are you doing exactly?"

I gulped the last slice of prawn from my mouth and responded grinning like a two years old child,

" Well, Mr President don't find me uncultured please."

I looked around once more and continued,

" You have booked the whole restaurant. So no one will find about me. I love to taste prawn using my

hands actually. It tastes rather good. So I thought of applying it here."

Surprisingly he didn't scold me except asking with a great interest,

" Is it?"

I choked at his unexpected answer and replied blatantly,

" Well, at least to me. "

He lowered his eyes peeking at my beloved prawns and asked with hesitance,

" Should I try too?"

I was stunned for a moment before joining with him laughing inwardly,

" May be you can. Let me help you peel one of them for you."

I quickly grabbed another juicy prawns before placing in on his plate. I watched with great interest that

how the president of the state eats prawns using his bare hands.

He looked down at his peeled prawn and contemplated in his mind. At the final moment, he pulled up

his sleeve a bit before grabbing the prawns between his index and thumb fingers.

I saw him flawlessly reaching it near his lips before giving it a one hard bite. I started getting tensed up

but the next moment, his expression changed into a pleasant one as he complimented,

" It's really more tasty using hands."

Then he gave it's juicy flow a long gracious lick as I spitted out shockingly,

" Fuck!"

That was more uncultured comparing to mine!