Book 1: Chapter 67

Michelle’s POV

Seeing my husband looking all dashy and too good to be true on the runway, I can’t help but feel proud of him. Is there anything this man cannot do? He is the epitome of grace and poise, I will forever be thankful to the moon goddess for bringing him my way.

Each outfit is a fight against the other and the moment he is done, I immediately make my way to his dressing room because looking at him from that runaway, I already want to pounce on him. I want to show him how much I love and adore him, I want to show him that through my actions and not my words but what I didn’t expect is that his Junior sister will walk in on us with one of my peaks in his mouth.

The moment I see Izzy saunter into the room, I immediately push Enzo off and pull my dress upwards while his own gaze darkens as he turns his attention to the intruder.

“I am… I… sor…” Izzy’s voice keeps trailing off and I can totally understand why. I would have also been in that kind