Chapter 57: Hand

The waiters froze, so astonished that some almost dropped their trays.

Fortunately, Aurora only kissed David's cheek for a short time so the waiters were able to calm down in no time.

They looked at each other for a moment before acting professional again.

After that, they started placing the orders on the table.

Their eyes occasionally glanced at David, as if wondering what he felt when he received a kiss from Aurora's lips.

Sometimes, the woman's fans said that her lips were worth a city.

One kiss from her practically seemed like getting a city.

David who received the kiss just stayed silent, averting his gaze out the window.

Comparing it to a city might be too much, but he had to admit that the sensation was overwhelming, enough to disturb his tranquility.

When the waiters left and closed the door, David touched his still slightly wet cheek.

The remnants of Aurora's saliva clung to it.

The woman didn't care about the food on the table, she looked at David with a faint smile.

"Do you want one more kiss?" she asked in a teasing tone.

Neither she nor David really knew that right under their table was a cell phone recording sound.

One of the waiters had placed it there.

It was of course very easy as each of them practically bent over slightly as they put the plates and cups on the table.

Just to put a cell phone under the table only required putting a hand to the floor and then pushing the cell phone under the table.

Of course, the cell phone was currently only recording Aurora's voice, no one else could hear it.

At the same time, the security and the waiter who put the phone under the table met Bastian again.

They asked for payment first because they were a bit worried that if the recording didn't turn out as expected, Bastian would suddenly get angry and not pay them.

Without even thinking, they knew that Bastian wanted to know the relationship between Aurora and David.

If it was in her apartment, she could practically tease David more easily until he really couldn't stand it.

At that point, if David couldn't stand it, he could also easily fuck her.

Aurora would be happy to accompany him if he wanted that.

"Wait until I have time," David replied in a calm tone, not rejecting her invitation.

After all, it would be at a different time. At that time, there should be no problem even if he did not hold back anymore.

"Hehehe..." Aurora seemed to be too pleased with David's answer that she laughed.

David didn't care about her laughter, he started picking up pieces of pizza with his fork, then eating them.

Aurora also started eating, and the way she ate could be said to be elegant and sexy, tempting to look at, especially when she chewed the pizza in her mouth.

While eating, she plays with her cell phone.

The first thing she does is take a picture of the dining table, and then upload the photo to her social media account. This was probably already a routine for her.

However, she suddenly asked David, "will you take a picture with me?"

"Will you upload it on your account?" asked David in response.

"It'll cause a scene, but it's fine if you want," Aurora replied with a quiet laugh.

"I don't think it's necessary, I don't want to be famous." David shook his head, rejecting that.

However, Aurora didn't seem to run out of ideas.

"How about just your hand, like this?" she added, placing her hand on the table near David's and taking a photo before showing David the result.

"Is it okay if I upload it?" She asked.

"Aren't you afraid that some of your fans will be disappointed?" David asked back.

"As long as I don't write a statement, it will only be speculation. Plus, my fans are mostly open-minded people, so even if I had a boyfriend, it would only cause a fuss at most. I guess, you must have heard a lot of news about idols from Japan or Korea. They do have strange fans, unable to accept their idols having lovers. There aren't many of those types among my fans." Aurora explained.

"Alright, you can upload it." David chose to agree because this basically wouldn't make him famous or anything. At most, only students from the University of Paris would know that.

Personally, he couldn't argue that it gave him a special satisfaction, as if he was a special being for knowing people were curious about who the owner of the man's hand was.