3. The First Meeting

Jazz music sounded soft to the partygoers at the Royal Cassel Hotel’s Sky Lounge tonight. The luxurious bar with an elegant atmosphere at the top of the flagship hotel offered a breathtaking view of the city from above. The clinking of wine glasses could be heard from several guests who were toasting before tasting the high-quality wine that filled the thin glass cups in their hands.

The city lights at night reflected in Enola’s gray eyes as she stared at the view without blinking. The blood-red liquid in her glass swirled slowly as Enola’s hand turned the glass.

Adorned with diamond beads, her black dress gracefully covered Enola’s body but still accentuated her charming curves. Her open back invited anyone to stare at Enola, who stood in front of the glass window in one corner of the sky lounge.

When she heard other guests arrive, Enola immediately turned to the source of the sound. As she predicted, Damian had just arrived with another handsome man and approached Reginald and Clarine. Their intimate interaction did not escape Enola’s watchful gaze.

Reginald, her uncle, was very enthusiastic about their topic of conversation. At the same time, Clarine couldn’t stop blushing as she looked at Damian. Enola smirked at Clarine’s attitude, which instantly disgusted her.

Adrian instructed Reginald and Clarine to move somewhere else to chat. Still, as they were about to leave, Damian spontaneously turned his face towards Enola, who was now staring at him thoughtfully.

Even though they stood quite far apart when their eyes met, there was attraction, tension, and a spark. Enola stepped gracefully toward Damian with a slight smile on her face. Damian saw a mysterious woman approaching him who seemed to possess dangerous power.

“King of Hell, so you’re real after all.” It was Enola’s trademark sarcastic compliment.

Damian reflexively pulled his coat tighter and stared coldly at Enola.

“And you’re braver than I thought.” Damian’s reply made Enola smile. Enola had to be very courageous to carry out her plan, even though she knew she would have to sacrifice many things later.

“Enola Spark.” Enola extended her hand to shake his. Damian stared at Enola’s hand for a moment before shaking it.

“Damian Cassel. Maybe in the future we’ll be family.” Damian’s words were met with a smirk from Enola as she tilted her head slightly to one side while looking at Damian. The man before her stared at her coldly, but Damian found Enola attractive. Enola pulled her hand from Damian’s grip, deliberately creating slight friction on his palm.

Damian felt a strange vibration from Enola’s touch. The laughter and quiet conversations of the people around them blended with the soft jazz music.

“Do you really want us to become one family?” Enola’s question was intended to probe Damian’s thoughts about his marriage to Clarine.

“Isn’t that what Mr. Spark really wants? As a family member, I’m sure you also want this alliance. I think you will also get more benefits when our families unite.” Damian deliberately wanted to provoke Enola’s thoughts about the marriage arranged for her.

Enola smiled, this time a little wider. She gulped down her wine until her glass was empty. A waiter serving champagne on a tray happened to pass by Enola, and she placed her empty glass on the tray before the waiter walked away.

“I’m more interested in the profits I make through hard work, Mr. Cassel. Your marriage to my cousin is not my hard work; I may be disadvantaged.” Enola gave a slight hint about her plans and intentions.

Damian stared at Enola silently for a moment. He did not expect any member of the Spark family to disagree with this alliance marriage, and it caught his attention and thoughts.

“Don’t worry about me, Mr. Cassel. I have my own ways of making a profit. On the contrary, are you disadvantaged by this marriage? I know you are the same type of person as me, only interested in your own achievements.” Enola’s guess made Damian smile slightly, and she was pleased with his response.

“I didn’t think you could guess correctly. Have you been spying on me?” Damian deliberately asked more boldly. Enola was not offended; instead, she wanted to stimulate Damian’s curiosity about her further. Enola closed the distance between them until they almost touched each other’s noses.

“Before you act, you have to know your target. Isn’t that a good strategy for conquest, Mr. Cassel?!” Enola gently touched Damian’s bow tie, her hand sweeping up to the man’s right shoulder. Enola shifted to the right to end their intimate distance.

Several people around them watched their interaction while whispering to each other. Enola and Damian’s figures attracted the attention of some of the sky lounge guests, as the aura they exuded was so dominant.

“We’ll meet again, Mr. Cassel. Thank you for the hospitality. Don’t worry, Spark Winery’s wine is always one of the best wine brands. “Enola then left Damian’s side, her lips curving into a faint smile that no one but herself could read.

“ King of Hell, you will be my tool.” Enola’s mind uttered those words with determination and conviction. Damian turned to watch Enola leave, her departure catching his attention. She had made a strong impression on him during their first meeting.

“An interesting woman. I didn’t expect any of the Spark family to be so exciting.” Damian was distracted by Adrian, who came over to join Reginald and Clarine at the table prepared for them that evening.