Throughout the evening, I found myself unable to look away from her; she had an enchanting hold on me. She was enjoying herself, tossing around cash, sipping drinks, and flashing that captivating smile. A large man in a suit loomed behind her, observing her every move. I couldn't help but smirk; she was exactly my type.
Before long, the man leaned in and whispered something to her. She nodded and grabbed her bag, rising to leave. I felt a pang of disappointment; why was I reacting this way? I couldn't quite understand my sudden urge to claim her as my own. Call it madness, but that’s how I felt. As they exited the club, I thought, perhaps this was the last I would see of her, and I would eventually forget about the stunning woman who had stolen my heart.
Moments later, the enchanting gir
