101.

Dalia’s POV

She clears her throat, trying to shrug it off. “Yeah, I bumped into something.”

“It wasn’t there this afternoon.” I deadpanned.

“A lot of hours have passed, Nick. Here we are,” She says like I am the stupid one. “Let it go.”

It looked like someone gripped her hands tightly. But if she says I should let it go, I will. I should focus on winning her over to my side and so I watch as her plump lips wrapped around the straw and suck hard.

What I wouldn’t do to capture those lips with mine. My days were numbered in Manhattan and I’d need to go back to Spain soon.

One of the reasons why I made sure to get into this show was to meet with potential business investors. I need them to invest in my business. It’s going to change the world.

Then I met Betty. Betty was one of the most ambitious women I’ve ever met. She had a mind of her own and was unpredictable. I dislike such women. They will end up ruining your life while enriching theirs.

They were