Chapter 51.

Author’s POV.

Riyyan descended the stairs, all glammed up and confident, her heels clicking sharply against the floor with each step. The sound echoed through the grand house, announcing her arrival to everyone in the vicinity. Her mind was fixated on one thing—the image of the man she had dreamed of, and there he was, sitting in the chair, seemingly engrossed in his phone.

She couldn’t help but take him in. He looked even more striking in person, as ...