Christian steps out of his sleek black car, adjusting his cufflinks as he leans casually against the vehicle. His heart beats a little faster than usual, anticipation and excitement mixing in a way that he hasn't felt before. As soon as Marilena appears at the entrance of her building, his gaze locks onto her.
She moves down the steps slowly, the shimmer of her emerald gown catching the light as it hugs her figure. The high slit of the dress offers a teasing glimpse of her leg, and her hair, styled in soft curls, cascades over one shoulder. The understated elegance of the dress is complemented by delicate jewelry that catches the light.
For a moment, time seems to slow as Christian watches her approach. His breath catches in his throat. This is the woman he's been thinking about nonstop, and she's standing right in front of him. He straightens, his pulse quickening, and when their eyes meet, there's an undeniable tension between them.
