THE BILLIONAIRE NEXT DOOR
As we got closer to the bar stand, I saw a familiar face in the midst of two other girls and a boy.
I couldn’t take his eyes off her. Her blonde hair was swept into a sleek bun, elegant and effortless, drawing attention to the soft curve of her neck. Her lips, a gentle shade of pink, held a sweetness that made my chest ache. Everything about her was delicate, lovely—like something out of a dream. The cute tankini she wore only added to her charm, revealing long, fair legs that seemed to glow beneath the sun. She was breathtaking, in the quietest, most unforgettable way.