47|| The Upper Room

~Third Person's POV~

She walked towards the drink counter, looking around and making sure no one saw her. Signalling to the bartender, a glass of wine was pushed forward. She poured the content into it and shook the drink.

"Over there." She said, pointing in the direction. The waiter nodded and carried the drink to the place Demetrius stood. He collected the wine cup with a smile and took a sip from it. She smiled and walked towards him.

"You seem to be avoiding me, Dimitri." She said as she trailed her finger down his arm. He glared at her and shook her finger off him. "You are still affected by me." She said with a laugh.

"No, I am not. Your touch is repulsive." He said and drank from the glass again. She smiled satisfactorily.

"If you might excuse me, I want to search for someone." He said but she held her hands out to him.

"If you are searching for someone, I guess it is that petty Secretary of yours?" She asked and he clenched his jaws.

"She is not petty. You are." He bit out to