Nara
“Still breaking into my property?” He asks
“I left already.”
“You came back."
“I think you’re developing a habit.”
I take him in from head to toe. He's a handsome man indeed, and can't be more than thirty. He's wearing a black suit.
"You're stalking me now, little princess?" he whispers, leaning close to my face, and it suddenly feels hot.
"Don't call me little princess. And this is a public place," I retort, a growl slipping my mouth.
"This is my club. I own most of the clubs in the city, but this one is my favorite," he says, and I blink. Ayana didn't mention. He smirks, seeing my confusion.
"Considering how you like being in my space, I'm surprised you actually didn't know."
"I don't like being in your space!" I yelled and marched out. I'm so furious. I join my compa
