Ben parked his car in front of an exquisite skyscraper where Beatrice rented her penthouse apartment.

"This is where you live?" Ben asked, quite impressed, staring at the building through his window while Beatrice unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Yeah," She breathed out and grabbed her handbag and Ben turned his face to her side staring at her, his eyes gleaming with admiration for her.

She unlocked the door and was about to get out of his car, but she stopped suddenly and turned her face to Ben, who ...