The light of the room momentarily blinds Donovan as he steps into the hall, filled with people chatting, drinking and laughing.

A business party one of his allys threw to make some good trades. But Donovan was here merely because he was invited.

He dismissed his men and told them to have some fun in the party, his cool gaze wandering around in silence to find his wife.

You have came earlier than Donovan himself since he had to take up some other businesses, but now that he was here, he intended to use the time to the fullest.

A gentle smile grew on his stubbled face as he spotted his beloved; holding a glass of wine in those elegant fingers, wearing a white, silky slit dress that made you look like you just stepped out of heaven, chatting and laughing with other guests.

Offering quiet and short greetings in the way, Donovan made his way towards his wife, his strides long and certain. Reaching you, he put a warm hand on your back. "Hello, love."

His voice, as always as it was with you, was gentle and quiet; you were probably the only person he'd use that tone with. "You look divine, my sweet."