The Runaway Romance 2
Julian’s P.O.V.
I snapped the phone shut after having a tense conversation with my father. It was the usual stuff like "you should be here helping me run the business instead of off chasing your dreams". By dreams, my father means the multi-billion dollar company that I created and now am here in Hawaii doing business for. Part of my business helps up and coming models reach their dreams and other parts of my company deal with separate more business-like issues. I rubbed the bridge of my nose in frustration and looked around for the last models to arrive. When I did this I noticed every woman in the room looking at me in naked appreciation, which I was used to.
While I’m not complaining about having my looks sometimes all these woman could really grind on your nerves. I scanned the airport again and finally found the twins I was looking for. I was just about to call out their names when my gaze slid to the woman beside them. What I saw there froze the words on my tongue. There were really no words to describe her except as gorgeous. She was around 25, 5 foot 10, auburn colored hair that had natural highlights, slightly cat- shaped eyes that were the color of emeralds, and she looked like a delicate angel sent to torture a man. At least that is what I thought until she aimed a killer look at me that made me want to take her to bed right that second. I unfroze my brain and decided to walk over there so I could get to know the avenging angel’s name. All I was sure of at that exact second was that she would be mine by the end of the week.
I snapped the phone shut after having a tense conversation with my father. It was the usual stuff like "you should be here helping me run the business instead of off chasing your dreams". By dreams, my father means the multi-billion dollar company that I created and now am here in Hawaii doing business for. Part of my business helps up and coming models reach their dreams and other parts of my company deal with separate more business-like issues. I rubbed the bridge of my nose in frustration and looked around for the last models to arrive. When I did this I noticed every woman in the room looking at me in naked appreciation, which I was used to.
While I’m not complaining about having my looks sometimes all these woman could really grind on your nerves. I scanned the airport again and finally found the twins I was looking for. I was just about to call out their names when my gaze slid to the woman beside them. What I saw there froze the words on my tongue. There were really no words to describe her except as gorgeous. She was around 25, 5 foot 10, auburn colored hair that had natural highlights, slightly cat- shaped eyes that were the color of emeralds, and she looked like a delicate angel sent to torture a man. At least that is what I thought until she aimed a killer look at me that made me want to take her to bed right that second. I unfroze my brain and decided to walk over there so I could get to know the avenging angel’s name. All I was sure of at that exact second was that she would be mine by the end of the week.
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