Bewitched His Soul

When they went inside the restaurant, many people checked them out. They thought the couple looked very opposite in demeanor to each other. While the man was tall and radiated a powerful presence, the woman was petite and looked like she would get scared if someone spoke too loud. While the man's suit was tailor-fit, and it did not even have a wrinkle on it. The woman's clothes were too bright, and she had a chunky bracelet on her left wrist where the lucky charms made tiny sounds when they collided with each other. People could easily tell there was a huge age gap between them, and how the man was so possessive of her, by the way, he held her hand. 

Enzo did not care about their curious stares, while Hazel looked so tense, thinking someone may spot her, so she lowered her head. One of the servers came to guide them to the private dining rooms. The right side of the room was covered in glass, giving them the best view of the city. 

"Order what you want." Enzo passed her a menu.

Hazel had not eaten anything since lunch. Usually, she will have a light snack at the college cafeteria before going home, as it takes a lot of time to get there. Today, since Enzo was coming to pick her up, she came to meet him after class. Plus, the car journey had stressed her too much, draining whatever energy she had left. She decided to have her favorite seafood and ordered lots of other appetizers along with it.

Enzo ordered two dishes since he had his lunch quite late.

"Why did you bring me here instead of your home?" Hazel asked.

"Do you want to go to my home?" Enzo asked.

"No," Hazel replied immediately. She was trying to start a small conversation, but why was this guy taking everything so seriously?

"Don't worry, I do not prefer crowds either, but I have never officially taken you out," Enzo stated.

"I like this place," Hazel looked around with a smile. 

Seeing she enjoyed outings, he made a mental note to research all the best places around the city and planned to take her to a new place every week. When the food arrived, Hazel was in a hurry to get started.

Enzo had just placed the napkin on his lap and taken the cutlery, while Hazel had already eaten ¼ of the food on top of her plate.

Enzo frowned and warned her, "The food is hot. Eat slowly, otherwise, it will burn your tongue." Hazel nodded her head but still continued her actions. Enzo sighed, seeing he cannot stop her.

After a few minutes, Hazel started coughing, and Enzo passed her a glass of water. She was coughing loudly, so Enzo got up from his seat and went near her.

"What happened?" Enzo asked worriedly.

"I think…. a bone… got struck," Hazel replied with teary eyes. Enzo patted her back and made her drink some more water. 

"Now, I am okay," Hazel replied, as the small bone was troubling her no longer.

"Didn't I tell you to be careful? What was the rush?" Enzo scolded her. 

"I was so hungry," Hazel replied guiltily. Tears were falling on her face, her cheeks were red, and she looked so pitiful, making everyone feel bad for her. 

Enzo could not say another harsh word to her and softly said, "Eat slowly, take as much time as you want. No one will steal your food, nor will they make us vacate the room."

This time Hazel nodded, seriously as if each word was law for her. Enzo sighed helplessly. He sometimes wondered why he fell in love with her, even though he was surrounded by so many beautiful women.

Even her simple actions when she acted obediently brought him immense satisfaction. Or a few minutes ago when she so clumsily ate her food in a hurry. For him, it looked cute. And just a few tears made him feel so troubled. 

Moments like these, he got the answers he was searching for. There was not just one thing he loved about her; it was everything, which made such a deeper impact on him. It was like her existence was enough for him to survive. Being together with her was enough to soothe his soul, and make him feel as if he had attained all the riches in the world.

Hazel chewed her food properly, and even took a few breaks before having a different dish. Previously, she ate in such a hurry that she could not taste the food. Now, she tells me why this restaurant was so famous. The meat was cooked correctly, the seasoning and decoration were perfect. 

It was Friday, and the restaurant had their signature dessert prepared by the head chef. Luckily, Enzo and Hazel had decided to come today, so it was a treat for them. The chef came to the table with his assistant, and they arranged the half-prepared items on the table. The chef cooked the dessert; it was a chocolate dish. It was art, as he melted the chocolate, added various things, and moved his hands so quickly in a stylish manner. Hazel watched like a child, and Enzo's eyes were focused on her as if she was the most astonishing thing in the room. After completing the dish, the chef bowed and thanked them for visiting the restaurant. 

"Umm…," Hazel made a sound as she took a bite. God, this was heaven. If she had to choose one dish from the entire course, then it would be this.

"Is it so good?" Enzo asked. 

"Yes, you should taste it," Hazel prompted him.

"No, I don't like sweets that much," Enzo refused. 

"This is the best dessert. You cannot miss it," Hazel spoke as she took another bite. 

"No, you can have all of it." Enzo did not change his decision but Hazel scooped another spoonful and brought it to Enzo's mouth. A look of surprise flickered in his eyes. "Please just do this once?"

How can he refuse when she wants to feed him? So he opened his mouth without argument.

"How is it? Is it good?" Hazel asked him eagerly.

"You are right, it's so sweet," Enzo said, not referring to the dessert but the way she fed him.

"Told you…," Hazel said proudly. She was enjoying the dessert so much that she did not realize that she had volunteered to feed him.. Enzo had another two to three spoonfuls, while Hazel finished the rest of the desert.