Catfishing the billionaire
As I was open my lips to say something I was interrupted.
" Hey, stassie, why your front door is open? is everything alright?" it was heather voice from behind me.
The moment Heather's voice echoed in the room, my heart skipped a beat. It was as if time had momentarily paused. When Heather entered the room, she was a sight to behold. She was dressed in her workout clothes, which accentuated her athletic physique. The outfit, a combination of a fitted tank top and yoga pants, hugged her curves perfectly, showcasing her toned arms and legs. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, revealing her radiant face. A light sheen of sweat on her skin gave her a glow that was hard to ignore. She
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