A Taste of Control

“Why aren't you eating your food? Isn't it delicious enough?” he asked, making Claire turn around quickly.

Claire wondered what kind of man he was. He had moved from his side of the table to behind her, and she hadn't even noticed.

With such skills, he might have been a powerful assassin in his former life. Still, Claire had to get a hold of herself.

She was still staring at him, who only looked at her food without shaking or moving. Looking at him, one might think he was seeing something relevant.

Claire's thoughts were interrupted again when she heard his voice again. It seemed like he was always ready to surprise her when she least expected it.

Claire tried to speak but found it extremely hard when she saw the look on his face. He didn't have the blank look anymore; he was smiling, which was even more surprising considering his words.

“I asked you a question, girl,” he said.

“Um, the food is good. The chefs are very experienced, and I can tell they have done this job for a long ti