Who is he?
"Come in."
An annoyed, cold sonorous voice escaped from his pale, roseate lips while he fixed his eyes at the door.
Clutching the doorknob open, a tall, slender and gracious lady walked inside, tapping her feet quite boldly. She was no one other than Ivory, dressed up in a violet-colored muslin silk embroidered chiffon gown, side slit from the knee. Her shimmering dark brown hairs were wavering down her shoulder and even with minimal make-up on, she looked none less than a goddess.
But Zeus wasn't pleased to find her there at such an unexpected time. Frowning his eyebrows, he grabbed the packet of cigarette again before asking, "why are you here?"
She quietly walked in wearing those dark purple heels and rested on the chair just opposite him. "You are still working? Gosh, it's almost dinner time--"
"I said why are you here?" Liting up the cigarette with his wolf-head curved metal lighter, he sounded heavier.