NICK POV
The Dinner Time
After dressing up, one of the workers came to knock on my door.
“Sir, everything is ready.”
“Okay, I’ll be there shortly,” I said.
I sprayed on my cologne, took one last look in the mirror, then stepped out into the hallway.
As soon as I walked into the living room, my steps slowed. My heart skipped a beat.
There she was.
Nara.
I swear, the second I laid eyes on her, the ground beneath me wasn’t even there anymore.
She looked like a dream — no, even better than a dream. Her long brown hair flowed softly over her shoulders. The dress she wore was… something else. Elegant, yet so dangerously sexy it made my throat dry.
It hugged her in all the right places and shimmered slightly under the light. She looked like she belonged in one of those old movies wher
