Nara

“Still breaking into my property?” He asks 

“I left already.”

“You came back."

“I think you’re developing a habit.”

I take him in from head to toe. He's a handsome man indeed, and can't be more than thirty. He's wearing a black suit."You're stalking me now, little princess?" he whispers, leaning close to my face, and it suddenly feels hot. "Don't call me little princess. And this is a public place," I retort, a growl slipping my mouth. "This is my club. I own most of the clubs in the city, but this one is my favorite," he says, and I blink. Ayana didn't mention. He smirks, seeing my...