Chapter 4

The man who walked in was tall, at least six feet one.

He was wearing a simple black T-shirt, nothing fancy, but on him, it looked as if it were designer couture.

He paired it with casual pants that showed off his long, straight legs.

But the real killer was his face.

He had a high-bridged nose, thin lips pressed tight, and eyes so deep that it felt like they hid galaxies and oceans.

His skin was perfect, and with his crisp short hair, he gave off an aloof, untouchable vibe that warned strangers to keep their distance.

The moment…