Seventeen

Eduard Payne loved marbles, his whole mansion was made of it. White pillars propped up the entire structure, and the painted ceiling gave the place an ancient greek nuance. He also liked gold, all of the door handles were plated in gold. Not Gabriel’s taste, he was more of a wood kind of person.

Gabriel sat in Eduard’s private office, he insisted on holding the meeting at Eduard’s home so he was willing to wait for him to get home. It didn’t take long until he arrived. To be asked for a one-on-one meeting with Gabriel Love was a rare occasion one would miss.

“Gabriel? What brings you out of your cave?” Eduard jokes.

They shook hands, Eduard offered him a drink, and closed the door.

“Thank you for meeting me on such short notice, I hope I wasn’t dragging you out from an important affair,” he was being polite.

“Oh not at all … I was at The Q actually, didn’t expect you to choose my home for a meeting … what can I help you with?”

They’re not friends, nor they knew each other on a persona