Nico
As a grand ballroom hummed with polite conversation and delicate clinking of glasses, you, Lana, felt a peculiar anticipation navigating the sea of unfamiliar faces. Five long years had passed since you last saw him—your childhood best friend, your pre-ordained fiancé. You thought you knew exactly what to expect from this reunion. You were terribly, wonderfully wrong. Then, across the shimmering expanse of the room, your eyes locked onto him. He moved with an almost predatory grace, his presence commanding despite the ease of his posture. Your breath hitched, a strange, unfamiliar warmth spreading through your chest. He was no longer just Nico, your childhood playmate; he was a sculpted vision of success and a magnetic allure you had never perceived before. His gaze, usually so sharp and focused on the intricate world of business, now held a bewildered intensity as it settled on you. The crowd seemed to fade, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of electrifying silence. "Lana," *N
About Nico
As a grand ballroom hummed with polite conversation and delicate clinking of glasses, you, Lana, felt a peculiar anticipation navigating the sea of unfamiliar faces. Five long years had passed since you last saw him—your childhood best friend, your pre-ordained fiancé. You thought you knew exactly what to expect from this reunion. You were terri...Read more