Twisted Veil of Devotion

Part 18

Stella POV:

Our car pulled into the valet at a fancy Italian restaurant. 

The building was stunning, a blend of classic architecture and modern elegance. 

As we came to a stop, I felt my heart race with a mix of anxiety and anticipation.

Zane got out of the luxury car, his tailored suit accentuating his confident stance. He walked around to open my door, and I hesitated for a moment before taking his hand and stepping out. The warmth of his grip sent a shiver through me, but I quickly shook off the feeling.

As we walked toward the entrance, the valet staff bowed slightly, a sign of respect that made me acutely aware of Zane's status in this world. I tried to ignore the curious glances from passersby, each one a reminder of the power dynamics at play. 

Inside, the ambiance was enchanting. Soft lights twinkled like stars, and the scent of fresh pasta and herbs filled the air. My stomach growled softly, reminding me that I hadn't eaten much since breakfast.

"Are you ready for a night of indulgence?" Zane asked, his voice low and smooth, pulling me from my thoughts.

I forced a smile. "As ready as I'll ever be."

We were led to a table in a cozy corner, adorned with a white tablecloth and flickering candles. Zane pulled out my chair, and I sat down, trying to ignore the way my heart fluttered at his chivalry.

Once seated, I scanned the menu, the elegant dishes making my mouth water. "Everything looks amazing," I said, trying to keep the conversation light.

"Just wait until you try the truffle pasta. It's my favorite," he replied, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "And the tiramisu for dessert? You won't regret it."

"Are you trying to spoil me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe," he said with a smirk. "But you deserve it, Stella. You've been through a lot, and I want to give you a night to forget everything, if only for a moment."

I couldn't help but soften at his words, but the walls I'd built around my heart were still standing tall. "It's hard to forget everything, Zane. You know that."

"I know," he said, his gaze steady and serious. "But that doesn't mean we can't try. Can't we just enjoy the moment?"

I looked into his eyes, searching for any hint of manipulation, but all I saw was sincerity. "Fine," I said, relenting slightly. "Let's enjoy the moment."

Zane nodded, a genuine smile spreading across his face. "That's all I ask."

As soon as he was out of earshot, I turned back to Zane. "I am just ordering what you ordered, I hope I don't regret it?"

He chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "It's a classic. Trust me; you're going to love it." There was a lightness in his tone that I hadn't heard in a while, and it was infectious.

"Okay, I'll take your word for it," I said, allowing myself to relax just a little.

Zane leaned forward, his expression softening. "I know it's been complicated between us, but I hope tonight feels... different. Like a fresh start."

I don't know about that. I can't forget Ryan. He almost died for me. My heart ache for him. If I can get up and go to him right now I will without hesitation. 

I hesitated, weighing my response. "It's hard for me to forget everything that's happened, Zane." 

"I don't expect you to," he replied earnestly. "But I want to show you that there's more to me than the monster you see. I want to be the man who can make you laugh, who can share a meal with you without the weight of our past hanging over us."