That’s the time Eriol teleported me back in my bedroom the next day.
After our long lovemaking yesterday afternoon, he treated me a candlelight dinner in Le Meurice located at Hotel Meurice in the heart of Paris, France. An absolute French fancy restaurant, it boasted a glamorous dining room that had superb crystal chandeliers, mosaic flooring, and heavy damask curtains.
Yeah... You can basically call it a date and a luxurious one at that! Eriol wasn’t in his normal butler outfit; instead preferring to wear a chic white leather coat, black shirt, black pants, and of course, shiny black Italian shoes.
I, on the other hand, was on my body-hugging red dress.You can say that he was very happy being that he was the only one who can bask my appearance. And not Lorde.