Sparks Fly
Unaccustomed to anything but compliments, he licked his pink lips in pride, checking his captivating, eye-lined eyes in the mirror.
The notorious ladies' man was no eyesore; his makeup artists guarded him as he collected a glass of Campari.
Knowing his character, Prince Nikolas, would soon be gone, he pulled out his phone, going live on The Gram as his makeup was cleaned off. The heartthrob smiled at his reflection—dark, clear eyes, well-defined features, and a jaw curved just enough to soften them. He gave his artist a signature smile, her fanning cheeks confirming his charm. It worked every time.
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