(Present day)
Mia.
The deep brown eyes are like piercing daggers.
It's as if he is staring right into my soul, and for a reason unknown to me, I find it intimidating.
Damn, I rule over men who are more dangerous than anyone can guess. But this single man has my palms sweating.
To make matters worse, I can't look away from him either. As my body slowly moves to the loud hip-hop beat, my heart intensely palpitates with anxiety. I have never felt self-conscious when dancing nor found any man appealing to my eyes.
But him.
The cute stranger is harshly biting on his lower lip as he stares at me as if it will hurt to look away.
Who is he?
He is older than me. The same age as Alessio, if I'm not wrong. The white shirt he is wearing has its arms folded, showing thick and veiny arms.
