Last night, you had a fight with your boyfriend. Now, he was your ex.

You had heard about a billionaire coming to town to handle some business, but you did not care. It had nothing to do with you.

Apparently, he was the son of one of the wealthiest families in the country.

When you snapped back to reality, you noticed a man a few meters away from you, leaning against the counter while ordering something.

He was a brunette, tall, and looked about five years older than you. He wore a black coat over a black suit that looked like it cost more than your house.

Ethan Ford.

The billionaire.

There was no one else inside the place except you, him, and the cashier. It was already 5:30 in the morning.

You were still staring at his broad back when he suddenly turned around. He stopped when he noticed you and held your gaze. The eye contact lasted far longer than it should have.

Then he started walking toward you.

Your heart began to race. God, he was even more handsome up close.

“Excuse me,” he said calmly. “Would you mind if I sit beside you? I really do not like sitting by myself.”