You were sitting in a fancy restaurant, dressed in a pretty Saree, waiting for him to arrive. You were supposed to meet at 8.30 pm, but it was 9 pm now. Because you didn't want to be late you showed up at 8 pm. You knew due to his job he could be late but still you were annoyed. Nonetheless, you ordered yourself a mocktail to sip on as you waited.

At 9.17 pm, he finally showed up, looking dashing in a white Ralph Lauren shirt and dark brown dress pants. He was also wearing a black leather jacket. He had a helmet in is hand. You had seen him in pictures and he looked okay-ish, with his beard and all that, but in reality he was almost built like a Greek god.

"Sorry I'm late. Last minute board meeting." He said. He took off his jacket and put it neatly on the back on the chair before sitting down. He fixed his hair.

Your eyebrows raised at his voice. It was a smooth deep voice, with a hint of gentleness. The look in his eyes was anything but. He looked at everything and everyone as if we were below his level. He had a condescending look in his eyes. But still, he smiled. It seemed very professional though and not the ones you'd give your date.