“Hello Amira,” the waiter at the café welcomed her in with a smile on his face. “Long time no see.”
“Yeah, I was away for some time,” she admitted with a secretive smile.
She saw from the corner of her eyes how Xavier didn’t look too pleased.
“Table for two?” Alexander then asked innocently, seeing how Xavier’s stance was protective and his stare nearly possessive.
“No, I’m here alone,” she said with complete disregard to her husband.
“I am here,” he hissed through gritted teeth.
“And who are you exactly?” She couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at him challengingly.
“Are you testing my patience, princesa?” He asked, his lips set in a thin line.
Alexander’s gaze traveled back and forth between the two of them, his expression that of a confused man.
“Who’s your friend, Ami
