FIFTEEN

❧ Fiorella ☙

I finished getting ready for that dinner with the investor, I asked Saoirse to send me a driver she trusted, It was almost 8 pm when the car stopped at the traffic light, "It's a long way to go, I'll be late for my engagement" I asked the driver.

"Just a few blocks, we're almost there." He said optimistically.

As I looked out the car window, I decided to roll down the glass and closed my eyes, enjoying the cool night air, the busy night life of Dublin, it didn't catch my attention but I was really enjoying the quietness of the night, until I heard a low voice of an idiot, which ruined everything.

The view is beautiful, right, I've never admired anything so exquisite in my life" said the man in front of me, in a red Lamborghini, shouting "I have a complex between my legs", maybe as they say the louder and more extravagant, the smaller your male ego is.

The darkness did not let me look at him clearly, but I could not deny that his voice was deep and seductive, I could only