Mr. CEO, Leave Me Breathless
Ethan sat across from a beautiful young couple and motioned for me to sit beside him.
"Hello." He smiled at the couple. "I’m Frederic, and this is my wife, Iris," he introduced, locking his fingers with mine. The warmth of his palm sent small goosebumps up my arm.
"Cris Penson, and this is my wife, Amelia," the man responded. He was tall and broad, with sharp features and soft, curly hair. His wife was just as beautiful, with light brown hair and flawless tanned skin.
"Glad to meet you. We’re here for our honeymoon," he announced, taking a bite of his food.
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