[ON TEMPORARY HOLD]
She's my bodyguard
The assassin who'd kill for me
The assassin who'd rather die young than live her life without me
The assassin who will never let me go.
She was just another job
Until she became my reason for breathing
But on...
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The setting in the dining room looked so cozy, very family oriented. I pulled out Onika's chair for her and she thanked me before she sat down and I took the seat next to her. Her father took note of the gesture and took a long glance at us before turning his gaze away. Oh, well, it's not like I've been hitting it in his office; although, I would've loved doing so.
"You got an amazing dining room sir; it feels real cozy." I said to Mr. Maraj and he smiled in return.
"Thank you, it's the familial one, there's another two in the other wings. This one was decoratedd by Onika, she gave it this homey feeling when I renovated after losing my wife." He said while cutting through his food. He talks casually about that, but I know that he uses this way as a coping one and that he still mourns her and visits her grave every two weeks.
To be ahead of your game, you always have to know every little move and habit the person before you has and know when to exploit it. Harsh? Maybe, but I'm a realistic person who plays their cards right at any given moment.
I nodded my head at him, acknowledging his response, then turned to Onika. "You did a good job at this."
"Thank you, I do anything for Papa." She said as she smiled up to him.
I took off my shades as I thanked the chef who was filling up my plate with some rack of lamb with smoked eggplant, olive and gigande beans. I took some fondant potatoes alongside it, while pouring myself a glass of dark wine. This all looked so delicious.
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"Dig in, bon appétit!" Her father said, and we did just that. A small conversation was held between us two about the latest news in the politician world while Onika sat there and silently ate. She's the one who actually was favoring her food, because not once did she lift her head to look at us or butt in. Damn, I'm envying her right now.
"But if you think that my dining room is amazingly done, I can't wait for you to see Onika's." Mr. Maraj said as he casually chewed on his food.
Upon hearing that, Onika started choking on her own food. Huh, looks like she ain't enjoying it no more. I was going to laugh because I was thinking of how I literally jinxed her ass, but I stopped short once I saw that her eyes started watering and she started panicking. Oh man.
