Tamara felt swept off her feet even though she was seated. The man who just strode into the room like he owned the house and the air that he breathed in it caught her breath.
‘ Oh…my God,’ she exclaimed in her mind, ‘ Is he human?’
She had never seen anyone this gorgeous.
‘ Who is he?’ with questions in her mind, her eyes drifted to the lady beside him.
Eloise.
Glaring murderously at her and that's when she realized.
This was him—the man with Eloise that day, though she hadn’t seen his face clearly then, he is obviously Eloise's husband-to-be.
She clenched her fist and looked back at Antonio. Like she knows, every good thing always finds its way to Elly.
‘How can a man who looks like sin poured into a suit, eyes–sharp, cold, dangerous with an unforgettable face, belong to her. How
