Chapter 85.

(Freya's POV)

"Ash, where are you going to take me?" asked me in a low voice.

Ash invited me to go with him in a knee-length, sleeveless black dress that he prepared for me. He said that it was a group dinner that he had prepared especially for me, but since we were driving through the bustling and sparkling city streets, Ash still didn't want to tell me.

"Secret," he said, that was the third time he answered my question with the same word. "We'll be there soon." He grabbed my hand and stroked it. Smiling softly at me before he turned his attention back to staring at the road.

“Okay, I give up,” I said. He kissed the back of my hand while grinning with satisfaction.

“You are very beautiful today. Makes me more excited," he said, making my face blush even more. My heart always beats every time Ash praises me.

“Thanks,” I said, awkwardly.

“I hope you will like what I have prepared for you, Freya.”

“Well, I'll know once we get there,” I answered with a small smile.

For half an hour, Ash