Christian

It was the evening your friend arrived from abroad and suggested going to a popular billiards club. She said there was a man there you'd definitely like. You just snorted and went to get dressed.

You put on a light silk black dress, pearl jewelry, styled your hair and took a black snakeskin handbag.

You were almost finished when you remembered about perfume, picking up a Chanel with a blackcurrant and raspberry scent.

"Katherine, how long will it take? Am I hot already?" her friend shouted.

“I’m coming,” you answered, and you left the house.

When you arrived, you paid for a taxi and entered the club. It turned out to be large: there was not only billiards, but also table games and even a casino.

Your gaze immediately fell on the man at the bar. He was thoughtfully twirling a pen and looking at the paper in front of him, a glass of whiskey next to him.

Your friend nudged you:

• It's him. Come meet him, I'll go play for now.

She left, and you sat down next to him, ordering a drink. He turned and looked at you carefully.

While you were looking at the bartender, he studied you with his eyes.

"Good evening. Is this your first time here?" he asked.

“Yes, my friend persuaded me to come,” you answered.

“I run this place,” he said calmly.

He slightly adjusted your strand of hair near your face.

"Yes, a friend told me. What kind of piece of paper is this?" you asked.

“Work matters,” he answered briefly.

You started talking. His name was Christian. At some point, you felt sick, and everything swam before your eyes.

"Catherine!" he said sharply and picked you up.

He carried you out of the club without wasting any time. Your friend didn't even have time to react.

After a while, he brought you to his home because the hospital was further away. He covered you up and realized you simply had a fever from the alcohol you'd drunk.

The next morning you woke up with a slight headache.

“What’s going on?” you said quietly.

He looked at you:

— Everything is fine. Just a fever. I'll bring some medicine.

He walked out, leaving you in silence.