Chapter 6. Blind Date

Beauty’s POV

Bruno got up, and as he did, I stood frozen, just two feet (0.61 m) away from him. There was a couch beside me, but my focus was entirely on him.

I sighed, trying to control my thoughts as I secretly watched how he folded his long frame onto the chair, settling comfortably. He was now at eye level with me.

I feel so insulted! He smoothly called me short in a hundred languages with just one effortless move!

I screamed inside.

My heart raced faster than ever, like I had never been this close to him before.

Calm down, Beauty, you spoke with him moments ago, at the cafeteria.

The scent of his cologne was so addictive, it made me want to grab him and pull him to myself, like some sort of obsession.

I wanted to tuck him away in my pocket and keep him safe, just for me, always.

“Kathy, are you ready?” the director’s voice broke through my thoughts.

“Born ready,” Kathy replied confidently before stripping off he