Traps of a predator

Author's POV

Vivian waited patiently for the arrival of Darren. Her secret partner had assured her that he was going to come, so all she did was to wait patiently for him.

She kept on sipping her drink in crossed legs, dangling the glass, as she pouted her lips.

She had confidence that he would eventually show up, no matter what.

"This would be a little warning for you Miranda." Vivian muttered.

And after a while she looked forward to see him from the threshold of the cafe.

He looked confused as he didn't even know who it was that he was going to meet.

A smirk played across the lips of Vivian the moment she saw her.

"Finally my prey has walked into the traps of the predator." She muttered and dropped her glass down after which she took her phone to place a call.

Darren found out that his phone was ringing, he didn't hesitate to pick up the call.

"Hello." He begun.

"I can see you from the threshold, just turn to your left at the corner of the cafe, you're going to see a lady dressed in