"Wait a minute, have we met before?" Lisa and Oscar exchanged glances with probing eyes. It looked like Lisa really had met him before. But the woman still didn't remember where she met the man in the black coat.
"Don't you remember my face Lisa?" The man was very handsome. His face's bone structure was perfect. His cheekbones and jawline were firm. His nose was sharp and pointy. Especially his sensual lips. The type of man whose face was usually plastered in fashion magazines or skincare advertisements.
The European-descent man approached Lisa, who was standing at the president's table. Slowly his hand reached Lisa's waist and hugged her. His grip was so tight. The scent of his expensive perfume wafted through his white shirt, really intoxicating. His body temperature warmed Lisa through that hug.
