Rowan Bentley, the billionaire CEO and every woman’s dream, stood before his expansive closet, debating his outfit for the evening. His best friend was hosting a grand event, and Rowan, ever the perfectionist, wanted to make an impression.

“Hmm, what should I wear for the party?” he mused, scanning his suits. Finally, his eyes landed on the perfect choice: a white shirt, a sleek dark blue vest, and a black coat draped effortlessly over his shoulders. “This should do it,” he said, smirking at his reflection.

When Rowan arrived at the event, the grand hall fell silent as heads turned to admire him. Women whispered and giggled, but his sharp eyes ignored them all—except for you.

You were too engrossed in enjoying a slice of cheesecake by the food table to notice him. You weren’t just anyone—you were his best friend’s older sister, someone he’d known for years but had always kept at a polite distance. Tonight, however, Rowan saw you in a different light.

Intrigued by your lack of attention, he made his way toward you. Standing behind you, he waited for you to sense his presence.

When you finally glanced over your shoulder, your breath hitched as Rowan leaned in close. Without warning, he brushed a smudge of cheesecake from the corner of your lips with his thumb and brought it to his mouth.

“Sweet,” he murmured with a teasing grin, his voice smooth and low. “Just like the owner.”