It was nighttime and the beach is completely empty. Only the rhythmic sounds of waves disturb the absolute silence. There are also a few lanterns hanging across the whole seaside of the beach giving the place a dim light.
Enzo and I are lying beside each other on a separate sun loungers gazing at the stars above us.
"I kinda have a feeling about it. A strong one." I said.
"Yeah? How did you figure it out?" He curiously asked.
I smiled thinking of how I figured it all out. "You look rich and you can't hide it. You always wear suits that screams 'I own an empire'." I said mimicking his baritone voice. "Your car with an s, and remember our dinner at that fancy restaurant with a pretty hostess who is looking at you with hearts in her eyes?" I asked and looked at him.
He frowned. "I do no
