Ryder's gesture was effortlessly elegant, reflecting the dignified heritage of his family. Thea intuitively grasped the significance of his lineage and the profound obligations that came with it. Her heart skipped a beat as her mind overflowed with curiosity: what was it like to carry the mantle of a billionaire family's legacy?
As they settled in, the dining room manager, impeccably dressed, approached with a courteous smile.
"This evening's highlights include the grilled salmon and the prime filet."
Ryder's gaze locked onto Thea's. "We'll require a brief moment, thank you."
Thea's heart skipped a beat as her senses came alive, immersed in the sumptuous atmosphere, the polished attention, and the mesmerizing presence of the man seated opposite her.
As Ryder handed her the menu, his fingertips grazed hers, igniting a thrill of excitement within.
"Order anything you like."
Thea's pulse faltered. "Please, you decide. I'm open to anything."
Her heart trembled, her eyes mesmerized by his. Ryder's gaze lingered, a whisper of a smile on his lips.
"As you wish." he said, his eyes traversing the menu. "I'll select for us."
He opted for the grilled filet mignon, cooked to perfection and served with a roasted garlic butter sauce, for himself. For Thea, he selected the roasted vegetable quinoa bowl, vibrant and flavorful, topped with tender grilled chicken, a dollop of lemon-tahini sauce, and a sprinkle of fresh parsley.
"You'll love this." he said.
Thea's eyes dilated in astonishment as the dishes arrived, the scents swirling up to entice her senses. She was stunned by Ryder's uncanny selections.
"How did you know?" she asked, her voice laced with admiration.
Ryder's face creased into a warm smile. "I notice the details.."
Thea's heart faltered as she took her first bite, the flavors unfolding on her palate. Ryder's gaze held hers, his eyes aglow with an ardent intensity that sent shivers down her spine.
Thea radiated a poised elegance, her curves and features still developing, yet already hinting at the beauty that was to come.Her dark brown hair was styled in a ponytail with a few loose strands framing her face,creating a sweet and youthful look that was perfect for a 15-year-old.
The dishes cost a fortune, but for the Thompson family, it was mere pocket change.
"So, you're still determined to go to Sweden?"
"Yes, I have to go." Ryder replied, his gaze intensifying, his jaw set in determination. "I can't let this opportunity slip away."
"What time is your flight?" Thea asked, her brow furrowed in worry.
"At 6 a.m..." he replied, his eyes locked on hers, as if seeking her understanding.
Just as Thea was about to say something, Ryder's phone rang, interrupting their conversation.
"Excuse me.." he said, stepping away to answer the call.
While Ryder stepped away, Thea's gaze swept the restaurant, taking in its elegant charm. The crystal chandeliers cast tiny, shimmering shadows. Above, a beautiful mural transformed the ceiling into a work of art.
Thea felt as though she'd entered a luxurious palace, surrounded by treasures.Solo at the table, Thea's gaze roamed the restaurant's sumptuous crystal decor, her eyes shining with astonishment.
'Dining in a place like this is a dream come true.' she reflected.
When Ryder returned, their eyes connected, and he offered a remorseful smile.
"Forgive me, Thea..You have to wait alone."
"It's okay, Ryder.." Thea replied, her expression softening.
Outside Ryder's car, Thea flashed a wry smile.
"Thanks for the luxurious meal, Ryder. Your family's riches certainly make it easy."
Ryder's face broke into a warm smile."Glad you enjoyed it. Yes, my family's wealthy, but I don't take money for granted."
"Are you still upset with me?"
Thea's expression wavered between frustration and amusement as she let out a sigh. "Would I be having this conversation with you if I were?" she replied, her tone playful yet slightly sarcastic.
"Good point. I thought you are still angry with me."