The lunch date

Athena

“We are going to have lunch late with Prince Ahmad and his wife this afternoon.” I informed Creed as he came out from the bathroom.

“Prince Ahmad?”

“Yes, the man from the gala.” I reminded him.

“Do you think you should meet anyone? I mean the imprint of the blow is still on your face, you don’t want the press thinking I hit you or something and Ava?”

“We are going to have the launch at the prince’s private resort and there won’t be any press. I will wear makeup so it won’t be obvious. Ava is coming with us this time.”

He sighed and walked out of the room, closing the door with a silent thud. His reaction to my decision was crystal clear.

The prince had texted me and told me his wife fixed the lunch today. Meeting a business tycoon like the prince was a once in a lifetime chance. Next minute, he could fly out of the country. I might not get to see him for another two or three years.

Prince Ahmad owns the biggest oil plant in the city. Having him on our partnership board w