Chapter 17

Francesca ran her hands down the black silk dress that she was wearing as she stepped out of the black limousine that her mate had sent for her. After a long, dreary meeting with the Crescent Moon Pack about Stefano's unexpected visit, Tristan had to leave for a meeting in Brooklyn and Francesca went back home. She had waited at the penthouse but she didn't mind the isolation. It was what she was used to, after all. But Tristan must have felt guilty for leaving her as Omega servants arrived at the door, saying Tristan was waiting to have dinner with her in a restaurant outside. 

Francesca had been pampered, made-up, and dressed-up and as she rode on the car on the way to the restaurant, her anxiety was a constant. The look on Tristan's face when he spotted her took all that away, however. 

"You look breathtaking, qin ai de." Tristan murmured, his eyes traveling from her head to her toe. Francesca blushed in pleasure as his gaze continued to caress her, a pl