Ezekiel led Aurelia to a private section of the bar, away from the prying eyes of others. This made Aurelia a little uncomfortable, but she didn’t dare to refuse.

“I’m glad you could make it.” Ezekiel turned to Aurelia, his eyes softening in gratitude.

They stood before a stunning collection of exotic wines from the nineteenth century, meticulously displayed on polished mahogany shelves. The dimly lit room highlighted the wines' rich hues, casting a warm glow on the delicate glass ...