She wasn’t being fake like most girls who approached him, and he liked that. Most women would simply do whatever he said, and never share an original thought or opinion of their own.
They were silent as they strolled down the pathway through two sides of stunning flowers of all colors, sizes, and scents. Occasionally she would stop to touch one, glancing at him to tell him exactly what type it was. Each time she did that, he was surprised by her knowledge.
They reached his favorite spot where a willow tree overhung a circular fountain with a statue of a curvaceous naked women pouring water from a jug into it.
“This is my favorite spot,” he said. “Tell me, is there anywhere else as mystifying as this in Karim?”
Sohana stared at the willow tree. “That is my favorite kind of tree,” she said almost breathlessly. She flickered a look at him. “There isn’t anywhere like this in Karim.”
He sat on the white bench that stood beside the fountain and watched her as she beheld the tree. It was as if she had an emotional connection with it, and he wondered what the story was behind her love for such a thing.
“Would you like a drink?” He watched a waitress approach in a black studded bra and tight boy-short panties.
Sohana didn’t look at him, she kept her eyes fixed on the tree, even going so far as to touch it. “No, thank you. I’ve had enough already.”
“Would you like anything, sir?” The waitress smiled at him.
“Yes, a glass of scotch,” he said, and she nodded and scampered away on her unbelievably tall stiletto heels. His eyes didn’t linger on her for long. Instead, he turned his attention back to Sohana, who now stood at the railing of the roof, looking out across the cityscape.
“I received confirmation that my offer was accepted.”
Sohana turned to him. She tilted her head back and let the fragrant breeze blow through her hair. Her exposed neck caught his eye. He could imagine just how soft her skin was. He dared not let his eyes linger too long on her breasts as they heaved with each breath that she took.
“That’s right,” she said focusing her gaze on his face. There was a hint of bitterness in her eyes that made him curious. “You probably never get told no.”
“No,” he said. “Not really.”
“What if I told you no right now, that I don’t want to be your assistant?”
The waitress clinked over in her heels and handed him a scotch off her silver tray. “Anything else?”
He and Sohana shook their heads. “No, we’re fine. Add it to the Koenig tab.”
The waitress nodded and did a little curtsy. “Sure thing, sir. Let me know if you need anything else.”
Arthur took a sip from his glass and lowered it. He turned his back to the city so that he was side by side with Sohana, close enough for their arms to touch.
“Then I’d have to persuade you.”
She cracked a grin. “Do it. Go on, Sir Koenig.” She reached for his drink. “Woo me,” she said with her lashes fluttering. She took a sip of his scotch and handed the glass back to him.
Amused, he watched her face as she swallowed the liquid. “I did offer you a drink.”
“And I said I didn’t need one. I’m already floating with the stars right now. I’m just not ready to come back down quite yet.” She held her dress tightly to her body as a gustier wind swept through, pulling it up higher up her thighs. “Go on, I’m ready to be wooed.”
“Well, I have a few meetings in Asia next month. One with Japan, two in China, and another in Taiwan. I’ll need a good assistant by my side,” he said, glancing at her. “Of course, all expenses are always on me. You wouldn’t have to worry or want for anything. Elisa and I are headed to a friend’s wedding in Ibiza, and I’ll need an assistant by my side to keep the business organized. Vacation doesn’t exactly exist for me. Work always follows me wherever I go.”
“I see,” Sohana said, nodding. “You’re good. I did just reveal to you