Elena's POV
I shook my head and stared at his amber eyes, he is the definition of hot.? He looks like a model that just left a photoshoot, a real-life cosmopolitan stripper who might also be a renowned f**k boy.
"Your personality is interesting and I have never met someone like you before." I poked the air with my glass of champagne before taking a long sip.
"As much as I love catching your fancy, I would love to know what about me that interests you." He picked his jacket from the sofa and started fastening the buttons.
"A boy from Connecticut that entertains the locals of LA with his stripping prowress. I thought that job was for older men and not teenagers." I chuckled.
"You know not everyone is from royalty and while some of you spoil brats have everything handed over
