Jasmine had whispered his name into my ear like a secret, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine. "Dylan," she said, the syllables rolling off her tongue like silk. A well-known playboy, his reputation for charming women out of their clothes was legendary around town. The perfect addition to my collection.
The charity gala was alive with laughter and the clinking of champagne glasses, but my focus remained unwavering. It didn't take long to spot him – a ruggedly handsome man in a tailored suit, his messy brown hair contrasting with his piercing green eyes that seemed to scan the room for his next conquest.
I positioned myself near him, ensuring I was in his line of sight as I pretended to be engrossed in conversation with a group of acquaintances. My deep brown eyes met his gaze,
