L'amante dei serpenti

Chapter 2

Sofia

Even with my intentions being known to the Kwons I still felt a little uneasy and decided to keep my breast strap in place along with keeping some knives on me as well just in case. Today I opted for some black jeans that hugged my body and a buttoned-up silk shirt leaving the top buttons undone exposing some cleavage and allowing me access to my hidden firearm and topped it all off with a more casual blazer. I had Alex drive me to the art club and told him that if he or the men were needed I would call him.

I walked into the building and was surprised at what I saw. Art was hung up on the walls with large standing art pieces placed around the floor of the building. In the back of the building was in fact a bar with tables and chairs giving the patrons a chance to sit and talk while also looking at smaller art pieces around the room. I walked up to a large painting that caught my eye. The lines were harsh and colors dark. I tilted my head to the side and crossed my arms while I took the painting in. I imagined the painter must have been going through something deep and painful while he made this masterpiece. As I gazed upon the painting I felt myself being watched and soon felt another presence come up next to me.

"I see Macabre has caught your eye."

I looked away from the painting to the man who stood next to me, more like towered over me. He was in a dark blue suit that fit him very well and wore a pair of black glasses. His chiseled jaw caught my attention and wondered if he himself was a piece of art work on display here because he certainly looked like he belonged here to be gazed upon by the patrons.

"Indeed, it has." I said as I turned back to the painting.

"Whenever I see this I can't help but see the lines and think about how much passion the painter had while he made this."

"I was thinking something similar as well. The harshness of the lines leads me to believe he was hurt possibly by a lover or was denied by the woman he loved."

"Maybe it's not painted from pain but from love."

I shook my head, "No this is clearly pain, look at the color choice. It's dark reds, black, grays, had it been something happy it might have been a lighter color choice." I pointed to parts that were a little more rigged while I added "Right here his strokes changed, as if he applied more pressure to the brush. Maybe he was reminded of something said or done. Maybe his lover left him for someone else. He is clearly taking his pain out on this painting."

"I like your interpretation of this painting. Please forgive me for not introducing myself earlier." He turned to me and extended his hand, "My name is Choi Seunghyun."

I took his hand in mine and shook it, "Pleasure to meet you my name is Sofia Rossi."

A quick look of shock crossed his face only for a brief second before it was gone and he smiled lifting my hand to lay a soft kiss on my knuckles.

"The pleasure is all mine Miss Rossi."

He released my hand and I let it drop back to my side and smiled up at him lost in his eyes. I was brought out of my trance when I heard someone clear their throat. I tore my eyes away from the man who could put the statue of David to shame if he was ever sculpted out of marble to find Jiyong standing next to me.

"I see you have met Seunghyun the man who runs this establishment."

"Yes, we were just discussing a piece of art."