Chapter 21

"You called for me," I simply said as I stood at the doorway of the home bar and saw Aebischer already seated, drinking from a whisky glass. 

His head lifted at the sound of my voice and he turned to look at me, just giving me a slight nod of recognition as I entered into the room. My hands were gathered in front of me, the fingers interlocked together and my footsteps were a bit hesitant. 

Did I not behave last night? I was sure I was the perfect date. I smiled when he did, I giggled when he chuckled, I was quiet when he spoke and spoke only when spoken to. I sat down when he told me to and only socialised with those trophy wives as we bonded over our arranged marriages. 

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked him as I took the chair across from him and tried to calm myself down because I was afraid that with one wrong word he would send a bullet through my head. 

"Not