Stacy stood paralyzed in the unexpected embrace. Her eyes were fixated on him, drinking in his striking appearance. It was as though time had paused, solely to allow her to revel in the sight of this man before her.
His features were flawlessly carved, a picturesque blend of elegance and masculinity.
The chiseled jawline accentuated his facial structure, while his lips held an irresistible allure, coupled with deep, intense brown eyes that seemed to pierce through her very soul.
She had inadvertently collided with him, and her body had instinctively latched onto his in an accidental embrace. The moment stretched, a fleeting eternity where the world seemed to cease its rotation.
Around them, the air crackled with tension. His entourage, particularly his assistant, displayed visible unease, recognizing their boss's disdain for physical contact, especially from women.