Noelle
The food looked and smelled divine. I’m sure the food was delicious, but I didn’t taste any of it. I was too upset. Abraham knew something was wrong, but when I refused to talk about it with him, he dropped it. There was already too much tension between Christian and him. No need to add fuel to that fire. Despite how enraged I felt about my fiancé’s homecoming, my thoughts kept drifting to the handsome, mysterious man, Maximillian. He was breathtaking.
Gabriel was handsome. I will give him that. An asshole, but he was a handsome one. But Maximillian was in a class of his own. He’s slightly taller than Gabriel, at about six-three. His body is entirely lean and muscular. His physique resembles one of a swimmer or soccer player. Dark, almost jet-black, straight hair swept to the ba
