The Strong Bond novel Chapter 17

"Of course it is, it takes after its owner" He remarks, and Lena just rolls her eyes at his cockiness. He helps her into the car, and then quickly made his way over to the driver side. "I don't know if I'll be able to focus tonight little red" Damian states huskily starting the car.

"Why is that? Is there something that you should be attended to regarding the pack?" Lena asks concerned.

"Oh no the pack is just fine. I'm talking about how sexy you look tonight, and how I have very bad things running through my head" He informs her in a deep lustful tone. Lena felt her cheeks warm up by his comment, but was trying to hold back her excitement knowing her mate thought of her that way.

The ride was quick, which Lena was more than okay with. The silent ride didn't last long as they pulled into a parking lot that was in front of an abandoned building. Lena's heart squeezed at the sudden thoughts that invaded her mind. Was he here to kill her? Was this all a set up? This was too good to be true, she thought. Why would she of thought that a man Like Damian Shaw want to have a mate like her? Damian stepped out of his car and walked over to her side. He opened the door for her and offered her his hand. At first she was hesitated at taking it, but figure she didn't want to rise suspicion. He intertwine their fingers and led her to the building. She looked around and noticed if she screamed no one would hear her. Her heart was beating so hard she was sure Damian could hear it. When they walked in past the front double doors she went to protest, but quickly closed her mouth. The inside was like she stepped into the 1920s, but didn't look like the placed aged, and it was breathtaking. Damian still didn't say a word to Lena as he led her to where he had something special set up. He watched her go from worry to awe within minutes. Stepping into the seating area where everything was set up like Damian order his crew to do, and was very pleased.

"Wow, this is so beautiful" Lena says in awe. All her worries vanished as soon as she enter the dining area. There was a long table with trays of food cover is stainless steel domes, and candles down the middle of the table. There were also candle scattered around with red rose petals on the floor.

"Were you worry that I brought you here to kill you?" Damian asks amused.

"To be honest, yes" She states nervously.

"If I wanted you dead little red, I would have done it a long time ago" He points out. Lena thought about that, and he made a value point.

"I guess your right" She sighs.

"Shall we?" He says gesturing to the table, and Lena looks up smiling and nods. Damian pulls out a chair for her, and she takes the seat. He takes the seat right next to her, and reaches for the bottle of wine. He pours some of the dark red liquid into each of their glasses.

"This is Chateau Lafite 1787" He tells her.

"That's a very vintage wine" Lena says looking at the very old looking bottle.

"Yes indeed, but I've also been around a very long time and collected many wines through my years" He reminds her.

"To a new start" He says rising his glass, and Lena does the same.

"I can cheers to that" She says smiling. After they tapped their glasses to one of another's Lena brings the glass to her lips. The smell was a light sweet smell, and when the liquid hit her taste buds she was surprised how good it was.

"Well I'm going to need you to tell me what you really think of each dish, because you will be decided the meals for my menus" Damian informs her.

"Your menu?" Lena asks confused looking over to him.

"Yes, this place will be my new restaurant I plan on opening in six months"

"Oh, you're opening another business?" She questions.

"Yes, being a club owner is nice and all, but this area needs something fancy for the more wealthy class" He points out. Lena did like how he seemed to enjoy his work, but wonder if a place like this would be affordable to her friends and family.

"Why are you frowning?" Damian asks not liking her upset.

"I didn't mean to, I was just thinking that such a high class restaurant won't be affordable to anyone like me or my family, and friends" She answer shyly. She wasn't really that poor but wasn't living well like Damian was either.