Secret Marriage With The Cold-hearted Billionaire
Pero kahit simple, halatang inihanda niya ang sarili para sa araw na ito.
He sat quietly at a table with a beautiful view of the city, gently turning the glass of sparkling water he had ordered as he waited. He glanced at the time on his classic leather watch—ten minutes early. That was perfectly fine. It was always better to be early than to arrive late. Around him, he was aware of a few women casting discreet glances his way—one smoothing her hair, another pretending to focus on her phone while clearly observing him. Yet Eros paid them no mind. In his thoughts, he was waiting for only one person.