Invitation from Mathew mansion..

To "Peter Robinson" .. the letter read...

It was an invitation from Mathew mansion and Mark smirked, he was well aware of Mrs Mathew's intentions...

Mark was the assistant of one of the most famous writers, critic and businessman, Mr Peter Robinson...

Unlike Peter, Mark was a cheerful and lovely character. He had just turned 23 and was a highly talented beginner.. he too wished to become a famous writer like his boss one day and was dancing in the air when he was appointed as Peter's assistant few weeks ago... He still couldn't settle his legs on floor as he admired his idol sitting across him, a calm and handsome figure..

Peter was highly particular to display his excellence through everything concerning him... His room was decorated with the most expensive and classic paintings and carvings...The finely carved out stones in his watch stole the gaze of a million, it was a gift so he wore it every day... Though it looked ancient it suited it's owner and clung to him and merged into his personality... Everything was just perfect, even the air breezing in or the sunlight creeping through the glass walls... He always chose the best of everything and never tolerated anything less...

Mrs Mathew's invitation was obviously pointing out to make this perfect bachelor be her son-in-law.

No wonder she thought that this man may be her first choice.. Mark was anxious to hear the reply from his boss...

There was no way he could reject Mrs Mathew's invitation since she was having an important share in his business, but Mark was sure his boss might have already caught the lady's hidden motive...

" Do we have any appointments tomorrow?" Peter asked...

" Just an interview in the morning.." Mark got the answer to his ponderings...

" We are going to Mathew mansion tomorrow evening.." saying this Peter stood up, he had an appointment with a publisher within an hour, and he always chose to be on time...

Mark quickly followed his boss, he always found difficult catching up the quick pace... His boss was fast, his perfect black hair swaying in the wind, fixing many gazes onto his handsome face...