The fact that there wasn't a single other customer in the restaurant made Dawn uneasy. When she asked the waiter who had come to take her order, he said, "Ms. Silver, this entire place is booked under our client's name."

"You mean that all tables are reserved by her?" she asked. Mrs. Wilson was one wealthy woman and what was the point of reserving all the tables. It was pretty strange.

"Yes, all the tables of the entire hotel are reserved by him," said the waiter with a polite smile. "And he has asked us to take special care of you." Not everyday you got such clients. He had to take special care of the lady here. She was after all the wife of the most famous industrialist of the town, Daryn Silver.

"Him? You mean the client is a man?"

"Yes, Ms. Silver."

"Who?" Her uneasiness increased by the minute. What kind of a ploy was this?

"I am sorry Ms. Silver but we can't reveal that," said the waiter mysteriously.

She tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. "Hello? I am the person he is supposed to have dinner with. So you have to tell me who this person is, because as far as I was informed I am supposed to meet Mrs. Wilson, who is a lady." She was beginning to get suspicious.

The waiter shifted on his feet. "I am sorry ma'am, I can't say anything more than that. If you like you can call our manager, although I highly doubt that he will also say anything. We treat our clients with a lot of respect and cannot divulge their identities if instructed that way."

Dawn narrowed her eyes. Growing all the more uncomfortable, she asked him to get mint tea. She decided to leave the place after having tea. As tension settled inside, Dawn rubbed the back of her neck and hoped that she was with her husband. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. Half an hour passed and her tea was over ten minutes back. Dread came over and she had to leave. The whole thing was becoming creepier by the minute.

As soon as she started to collect her things, the scent of roses hit her and yet another familiar smell. She looked in the direction of the source of smell.

"What the hell?" Dawn said in a disbelieving voice. "What are you doing here?" she asked with a shocked expression on her face.

Removing the hundred red roses bouquet from the front of his face, he flashed a huge grin. "Hey wife!"

Dawn stared at him with amazement. She tried to contain it but couldn't. "Daryn?" There were thousands of questions that crossed her mind, but none became words.

Daryn walked to her and then sat down on one knee. He extended the bouquet to her and in a husky voice said, "Happy six months anniversary!" His grin was infectious.

"So this was all planned by you?" she asked, trying to control her smile.

He nodded enthusiastically and then pushed the bouquet in front of her. "Please accept it darling."

Dawn couldn't help. She started to giggle. The surprise was wonderful. She took the bouquet from him and bent down to kiss him, but Daryn seized her waist and made her sit on his lap. He took her lips passionately. When he left her, she was licking her lips for more. "Gods, woman! I love you madly."

"You have ruined my plans to meet a potential buyer completely. And how the hell did you even manage to get this entire place booked?" she asked, smelling the roses.

The way the petals of the roses fell against her skin, she looked lovely. "Your skin is as soft and smooth as these petals," he said in the answer. The color of the roses was reflecting on her white skin adding to her rosy glow.

She shook her head and rose to her feet and so did he. Daryn made her sit comfortably in her chair. All the anxiety that she was feeling this past half an hour melted away. In her heart she was actually happy. Before he left her side to sit on his chair, she pulled him down and kissed his again on his lips. "Happy six months anniversary to you too, my dear," she said with tenderness.

"Thank you darling," he replied, licking his lips.

When he sat in his chair the waiter came back again with a big smile plastered on his face. Dawn rolled her eyes at him and he went ahead to light the candles in front of them. As soon as the candles were lit, most of the lights went off while only a few dim ones stayed on. The scene was so mesmerizing that Dawn held her breath. It was like having a candlelight dinner beneath the stars and that too on top of the world. Everything seemed so insignificant. And she was feeling guilty that he remembered the anniversary.

She crossed her hands on the table and leaned forward. "Now that you have successfully ruined my business meeting, you better compensate for that."

"And how can I do it?" he asked. "Though I do have a beautiful solution to compensate for this."

Dawn wondered what the client must be thinking or doing at this moment. It made her irritated.

"First tell me how did you manage to reserve this entire hotel? I am sure there must be several pending reservations for the day."

Daryn opened the napkin and placed it on his lap. "I paid them double the price. They couldn't say no." He shrugged.

How smug!

"But why?"

"I wasn't happy with the deal that you were about to strike baby."

"What? Are you trying to control me again?" she asked with a frown as she leaned back in her chair.

"Hell no! I just thought that you are getting very less value for your company."

"They offered me twice the value!" she said, showing two fingers to him. "Twice, you see! I can't get better than that. Also these were just initial talks."

"It just didn't feel right to me honey," he said and pursed his lips. How could he say that he wouldn't let his wife sell the company she had so painfully acquired from Jason? And thank god for the Neo Software, Dawn had come back to him with the USB drives. Nope, he wouldn't let her sell. That is why when he heard her plan during lunch, the first thing he did was to message the hotel owner and tell them to reserve the entire place to celebrate his six months anniversary. He even asked them if Mrs. Wilson was coming to meet Dawn. They had confirmed that there was a reservation in her name. There was no other way out to cancel the meeting other than booking the whole hotel. He had to cut off the woman from his wife. No one would take what belonged to him. So while she was eating food, he was sending messages one after the other to confirm his plans.

"Then will you buy my company?" she asked, shaking her head in a joke.

"I wouldn't mind," he replied with a serious expression.

"Hubby…" Dawn said with a drawl.