Ivonne’s POV

Unluckily for him I caught sight of the attractive man, dressed in another of his signature designer shirt and slacks, both from the same brand and in a black color, the same shade as his curls.

Curls I remembered sliding my fingers into and gripping as he fucked me senseless a few nights ago. It seemed he noticed me staring hence he halted, shocking the two men following closely behind him and turned.

His blue eyes immediately clicked on mine as he stared down from the floor above where he was. Despite the distance between us I observed his head tilt to the side and a brow lift...