Micaela asked him with a very surprised expression:
-Your exclusive elevator?! Are you the boss of this hotel?
Carlos gently squeezed the hand he was holding and smilingly replied:
-No, it is my collaborator's hotel.
Actually, Carlos had his own hotels all over the world and the presidential suite on the top floor of these hotels was only for him when he was on business trips.
However, this time to show his sincerity to cooperate long-term with Grupo Aguayo, the partner was very insistent that Carlos stay at his hotel. Carlos had no choice but to accept his kindness, but on the condition that they would prepare an elevator exclusively for him. Naturally, the partner agreed without hesitation.
Very soon the elevator stopped. When the elevator door opened, Micaela saw that there were four strong men in black suits lined up on both sides. As she saw Carlos step out of the elevator, they greeted him very respectfully.
Carlos nodded slightly and continued walking outside, holding her hand.
Micaela looked behind her with curiosity and discovered that those four men were following them.
-Mr. Aguayo, Miss Noboa," sounded a voice that sounded very familiar to Micaela.
She turned around and saw Diego.
-Is everything settled? -asked Carlos.
Diego nodded respectfully:
-Yes, please come with me.
Before turning around, Diego took one more look at the two of them and smiled a mysterious smile.
"You both look very affectionate in matching outfits. This is the first time I've seen Mr. wear such a casual shirt and he seems less stiff and more approachable. Since the appearance of Miss Noboa, Mr. has changed a lot!"
With this in mind, Diego began to lead the two.
Following Carlos, Micaela curiously observed the place closely and realized that she was not on the second floor. Diego, who was walking in front of everyone, opened a luxurious door and Micaela was completely stunned by the scene in front of her.
It was a very large room, romantically decorated and illuminated by dim yellow lights. And both the ceiling and the windows were adorned with twinkling lights, shining like stars in the sky.
Carlos took a seat with her at a rectangular table near the window. The table was covered with a red tablecloth and a bouquet of beautiful roses lay on top of it.
Diego motioned to the direction of the back and soon harmonious music was playing throughout the room.
Micaela turned and saw a band not far away, well equipped with all kinds of instruments. Her pulse quickened slightly and she asked Carlos:
-Have you prepared all this for me?
Carlos just looked at her smiling without answering her directly. Looking at her surprised and excited expression, he felt extremely happy.
-Yes, Miss Noboa, Mr. Aguayo has reserved this room especially for you," added Diego to the side.
Behind him, there was a line of waiters in uniforms, each with a tray in their hands.
One after another, the waiters served dishes to Micaela and Carlos. The food was very exquisite and delicate. Seeing these delicious dishes instantly whetted Micaela's appetite.
The waiters left the room after finishing their work.
Carlos turned around and asked Diego:
-Hasn't she arrived yet?
-I've sent someone to pick her up, she should be here very soon," replied Diego.
-Well, I know.
Micaela looked at the three pieces of silverware neatly placed on the table and asked the man with some curiosity:
-Is anyone else coming to dine with us?
Normally, when they ate together, Carlos usually sat across from her, but today the latter took the seat next to her and there was a service left over on the table.
Carlos glanced at it and asked purposely:
-What, would you prefer to dine alone with me?
-I can't?! -Micaela bit her lower lip and asked rhetorically.
Carlos raised his eyebrows slightly thinking that this tender woman had the courage to contradict him.
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