The doors of the elevator rolled open and Malakai stepped out, grasping onto Eve who followed after him. They made their way down the hallway of the third floor of the hotel until they arrived at the door with the number [607]
He turned the handle and stepped in with her, shutting it close. It was a private room and seated at the one of the chairs at the glass table was Caius, legs crossed and a pair of glasses perched atop the bridge of his nose.
Caius glanced at Malakai and shifted his gaze to Eve. He rose to his feet as they approached and reached for Eve's hand, hunching and leaving a kiss at the dorsal of her hand.
He straightened up, only to blink at Malakai who was giving him a death stare as if he would skin him alive.
"What?" Caius cocked a brow at him. "Stop giving me that look. It's called being polite, a gentlemanly action. Not that you'll know that."
Not a trace of amusement was on Malakai's face.
