Dinner With the Devil

"Ms. Adler, please enjoy." Silas gestured at the dishes before them.

Staring at the T-bone steak with blood seeping out of the meat, Cecelia lost her appetite.

"Mr. Palmer, I'm not hungry." Technically, she would never eat dinner. Apart from the few times she had to attend social events, she usually did not take dinner.

Silas sat from across her and placed his slender fingers on the table. He gent