I Want A Husband

Sabrina stepped into the club, the sound of her heels clicking against the polished floor lost in the pulsating music that filled the hall as she made her way inside.

As she made her way through the crowd, her eyes scanned the dimly lit space for Alex, and just when she was beginning to think he was running late, she spotted him seated at a table near the bar, nursing a drink and looking effortlessly handsome.

As she approached Alex, she noticed his eyes following her every move. His gaze traveled over her form, lingering appreciatively.