A sleek silver sports car cruised through the heart of the city. Inside sat a man, young and dangerously handsome,sharp jawline, icy blue eyes hidden behind designer shades, and a smirk that didn't know the meaning of consequences.
The music blasting from the speakers was bold and wild.
I will fuck every hole
Every goal has a hole, and I'm scoring them all tonight......…..
He tapped lazily on his phone with one hand, flipping through a gallery of gorgeous women. One after another, flawless faces filled his screen.
"Tch. This city better be as fun as it looks," he muttered.
Suddenly—
CRASH!
The sports car jolted as another vehicle tapped its rear bumper.
His brows twitched.
"The hell?"
He stepped out of the car, frustration bubbling,only to stop in his tracks.
From the car behind him, three stunning women stepped out. All in heels, all in tight dresses, all looking like they walked straight out of a billionaire's fantasy.
"Sorry!" one of them said, wincing.
