My Billionaire Valentine Escort
I said, about to close the door, but he was quick to stop me.
“No, I'm sure I have the right person. You are Lexi Cameron, aren't you?”
“Yes, but I have no idea who you are; I don't know a Richard,” I said with a narrowed gaze, hoping he wasn't some weird stalker or prankster. I was not in the safest neighborhood.
“Are you sure? I'm Richard from Get Your Valentine. Inc. you booked for my services. Do you not remember?”
I stood there, taken aback, as I stared at the stranger's chiseled features. His piercing green eyes looked like I was staring at a rich forest. His strong jawline and full lips added to his flawless appearance, making him look like a sculpted masterpiece.
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