Ethan's POV
We danced through several songs, the energy of the club infectious. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and I could see a similar sheen on Julia's skin, catching the colored lights like tiny prisms.
When a slower track came on, Julia moved closer, her hands resting lightly on my shoulders. "Having fun?"
"The best night in Ibiza so far," I replied honestly.
She smiled. "It's only your first night. Just wait."
As the night progressed, we alternated between dancing and returning to the table for drinks and conversation. I found myself genuinely enjoying their company. There was something refreshing about meeting new people who knew nothing about me or my sudden wealth.
"So, what's next on your world tour?" Julia asked during one of our breaks from dancing.
"Not sure yet. I'm keepi
