Desiree’s POV

When he gently cupped my face, his face was closer to me, and he moved in to take my lips, my world appeared to come to a halt. I took a step forward on tiptoe and closed my eyes, aware that there are envious eyes on Alexander and I, but this is our moment, and I'm going to enjoy it.

When we go back to our table, I carefully sip the red wine. Some people are busy talking with Alexander while I am waiting for him to talk to me.

“Anyways, this is Desiree.”

“Ah, is she your girl? So pretty and a hottie.” the old man added...