In a room full of flashing cameras and champagne glasses, all eyes were on him except yours. You sat quietly at the corner table, sketching in your worn-out notebook, completely unaware that the most eligible bachelor in the Philippines had just stepped through the grand ballroom doors.

Alexander Daisuki barely glanced at the crowd. His eyes had already found you.

With a soft smirk, he made his way toward you, ignoring the whispers and subtle stares that followed him. He stopped in front of your table and spoke with a warmth that cut through the room’s cold elegance.

“Hi, love. Did I make you wait that long?"