The sad truth

"I think that just goes to show , I don't really know much about you. What do you really do at least?", Rhea asked while still looking around the restaurant. Shrugging my shoulders, I leaned back in my seat and gave a restaurant a once over before returning my focus on Rhea.

"Makalov Inc. Does a lot around the city but I'm responsible for things likes restaurants, bars, clubs. Nikolai likes to call me the Director of Entertainment although that's not too far from my actual title", She perked up as we dived into the conversation. "Well, that magazine i read on you didn't tell your actual title. What is it?",

"Makalov Inc. Senior Vice President", I responded.

"That isn't similar to a director at all", She threw up her hands and giggled. I loved the sound. Her laughter was infectious. "No, it's really not. You right but still that is what he says", I smiled.

"Your uncle was really intense when we met him but I really liked your aunt", Absentmindedly she began twirling a strand of her hai