Ava.

He rides to a beautiful and expensive restaurant.

"Baby, this place is too expensive, and I am sure their food will also be outrageous," I murmur.

"No, it's not really, and even if it is, you deserve to be here and more of this, my queen,” he whispers. He kissed me on my forehead.

He steps out to open the door for me. I felt pleased, and he treated me like his queen. He held my hand immediately after I stepped out of the car. We walked hand in hand, beaming with pride. I look around and find that people look at both of us, especially him, but I...