Chapter 122

Violet's POV

He opened the door for me as I stepped down from the car.

“Thank you, gentleman,” I said jokingly and he laughed, after waiting for me to adjust my gown he held out a hand for me, I took it and we walked into the place he called a Japanese restaurant.

I wore a backless chili red gown that stopped mid-thigh, with long sleeves and a small slit at the edge of the left thigh.

With my diamond earrings on, my facial look was evened out, Vincenzo insisted I wear the necklace he got me, and I wore a pair of black Zara stilettos.

While he wore a dark blue tuxedo, black shoes that had been polished to perfection, and his Rolex watch, he straightened his curly hair and brushed it to the back.

A man standing at the entrance greeted us.

“Good evening, Mr Vincenzo, may I take you to your reservation?” he asked, bowing his head, a gesture of respect.

“Yes sure,” Vincenzo replied.

He unlocked our hands that were intertwined and he snaked his hand at the small of my back, his touch again