I never believed in love at first sight ,at least not in the movies where it happened in a café or under a rainstorm. But when I saw him for the first time, I understood that some moments quietly demand your attention.
He was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of the penthouse, sunlight tracing the sharp lines of his tailored suit, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe. Everything about him screamed control, power, wealth but the way his eyes softened as they landed on me made all of that fade into the background.
'Amara?" His voice was calm, steady, but there was something in it ,something that felt like it belonged just to me.
I nodded, barely trusting myself to speak. There was a pause, a quiet in the air, and in that space, a connection sparked …a subtle pull neither of us could name yet, but both of us felt.
It wasn't grand or dramatic. No fireworks, no sudden rush. Just a gentle, undeniable moment that whispered, this changes everything.
And in that quiet glance, I realized that my world,the one I thought was steady and safe..was about to tilt, softly, irresistibly, toward him.