MARIE
My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when I saw Sebastian.
“Damn,”
The man was a walking dream in that three-piece suit, tailored so perfectly it was almost sinful. His hazel hair was swept to the side, drawing attention to those sharp, piercing eyes that could make anyone weak in the knees.
I caught him staring at me, just for a second a small smirk playing on his lips. But before I could process it, his face was back to its usual unreadable expression. Had I imagined it?
The car slowed to a stop, and as we stepped out, I was hit with the full force of the event’s extravagance.
Luxury. That was the only word for it.
A deep red carpet stretched out before us, velvet ropes lining the entrance as cameras flashed in every direction. The media buzzed like hungry vultures, ca
