The moment Evelyn stepped inside, she stopped.
"This looks nothing like an office dining area…"
It was indeed more like a luxurious apartment than a workspace.
A round dining table sat in the center, surrounded by soft cream-colored chairs.
Floor-to-ceiling curtains framed the large windows. Against one wall stood a small sofa set and a flat-screen television.
On the far side, a sleek door led to what seemed to be a bedroom.
Axel noticed her gaze drifting.
"This is where I rest between meetings and work..." he explained casually. "Sometimes, I eat here when I work late. It's quiet. Peaceful."
Evelyn looked at him, "So, you have an apartment hidden inside your office building."
He smiled faintly.
"A man needs somewhere to escape the chaos."
"Or to avoid going home?" She teased.
"That was before you moved in."
Her laughter filled the room as he pulled out a chair for her.
"Sit," he said, and she did, watching as he lifted the lids from the dishes one by one.
