Ethan's POV
I stepped out of the cafe, waving off my friends' ridiculous ideas, and went to my sports car parked down the street. The engine roared to life with a purr that always thrilled me. I headed towards the art school, navigating the city's traffic while humming to the radio.
I pulled into the art school's parking lot, my car's engine echoing off the brick walls. The warehouse-turned-school loomed in front of me, its newly painted sign proudly announcing its purpose.
I went to the office room where Valentina was already buried under a pile of paperwork. She looked up as I entered, her face lighting up.
"Mr. Williams, you came at just the right time."
I raised an eyebrow. "Did I? What's up?"
"We have a student who's interested in joining for weekend classes. I was thinking we c
