The street was bustling with people, a sea of faces passing by, when suddenly, he noticed her. She stood out from the crowd with her captivating smile. Her flowing locks curled around her shoulders, framing her face like a painting come to life. He found himself drawn to her, captivated by her presence. She was talking to someone on her phone, her laughter dancing through the air like music. Every word she spoke seemed to carry a playful charm, her voice a song that promised secrets yet untold. As he watched her, he couldn't help but notice her perfect body, curves accentuated by the light summer dress she wore. She was gorgeous, a woman who knew the power of her beauty. He walked closer, his eyes never leaving her. The thought of sparking a conversation crossed his mind, the idea of getting to know her more appealing than anything he could imagine. But as he approached, she ended her phone call, tucking her phone back into her pocket, her gaze lifting towards him.

"Excuse me"

he said, his voice unexpectedly steady considering the way his heart was racing. She turned towards him, her hair cascading over her shoulder in a waterfall of red. Her gaze, those captivating eyes, held a hint of mischief, as if she already knew what he was about to say. He exuded power and authority without even trying, the confident way he carried himself telling the world that he was somebody to be reckoned with. His expensive watch glittered under the sun , a subtle reminder of his wealth and success.His presence commanded attention, making him seem out of place in the bustling street, like a wolf amongst sheep.