Chapter 1 Your Place Or My Place?

• Steve’s P.O.V.
• I’m Steve Grey, a billionaire who has everything in his life except a life partner. I have a fashion company, and my days are filled with the hustle and bustle of the business world. Despite the success and wealth, there’s a void that only love can fill.
• My father wants me to get married soon. He has given me two months to find the girl of my choice, and today is the last day, and still I haven’t found her. Now I have to marry my father’s choice because I just can’t argue with him. For me, my father is everything.
• I’m seated at the bar counter with a glass of drink in my hand, and with my two friends, Mike and Jace.
• “Steve, look around, there are so many sexy girls. Have sex with them and relax your mind,” Mike suggests, resting his hand on my shoulder.
• “You know I’m not that type of man. I’ll have sex with a girl with whom I fall in love.” I respond, looking up at him from the glass of drink.
• “You have such an old-fashioned mindset, Steve. You can have fun with girls sometimes. Come on.” Mike remarks.
• Jace intervenes, “Mike, let Steve make his own choices. If he wants to wait for love, then let him.”
• I’m glad that he respects my values.
• “Call me old-fashioned, but I believe in the power of love and the importance of finding a soulmate.” I answer Mike with honesty.
• He steps down from the bar stool. “Fine! I’m going to have fun with the girls. You stay here forever with your old-fashioned thinking.”
• “I’m coming with you.” Jace also climbs down from the stool. “We’ll see you soon.”
• Then they both go to the dance floor, leaving me alone.
• As I take a sip of my drink, I think about my father. He has always been there for me, guiding and supporting me in every aspect of life. I owe him everything, and the thought of disappointing him is unbearable.
• If I want or not, I have to marry the girl of his choice for him.
• I look around the bar, observing the crowd and people lost in their worlds.
• Then only my eyes stop at a woman, dancing freely. She moves with grace and confidence. There’s something about her that draws me in, a magnetic pull that I can’t ignore. As she dances, I watch her, admiring her beauty.
• She looks so breathtaking in a black dress. The fabric hugs her curves in all the right places, highlighting her elegance.
• As my gaze travels upward, I see her long brown hair cascading down in loose waves, adding to her beauty. And I’m captivated by the way her eyes gleam with confidence.
• As she notices me checking her out, she stops dancing and walks over to me while I keep my intense gaze fixed on her. She grabs her drink, taking a seat beside me.
• “Is your plan to just check me out?” She asks in her husky and low voice, taking my breath away.
• As I hold the leg of her chair, my hand brushes against her bare thighs.
• “You’re the first girl who has ever caught my attention.” I whisper after pulling the chair towards me and moving closer to her face. There is some kind of magic in her brown eyes.
• “Just cut the crap and tell me, your place or my place?” She asks me directly.
• Her boldness surprises me, and for a moment, I’m left speechless, feeling a rush of heat coursing through my veins. The straightforwardness in her approach awakens something within me, a desire that I hadn’t anticipated.
• The magnetic pull intensifies, and I draw towards her in a way I hadn’t expected when I entered the bar.
• “Right now, right here.” I answer and then capture her lips, cupping her face.
• As our lips meet, a surge of electricity courses through my body. The intensity of the kiss deepens as we lose ourselves in each other.
• The taste of her soft lips intoxicates me, and I run my fingers through her silky hair, pulling her closer to me.
• I don’t even remember when the last time I kissed someone in my life.
• The kiss is electric, full of passion and desire. I just want her right now.
• I’m shocked by my actions. Just a few minutes ago, I wasn’t ready to spend a night with a girl, and now I’m all ready to claim the woman I’m kissing.
• Little did I know this encounter might just be the twist in my life that I needed.
• We reach a vacant room of the club, devouring each other’s lips and roaming our hands all over each other’s bodies. It seems as if this woman has hypnotised me. I have lost all the control over myself.
• She takes off my blazer and unbuttons my shirt, kissing my lips. Then she pushes me onto the bed and comes over to me. I close my eyes and a moan escapes my lips as she caresses and kisses my chest.
• Fuck! Her touch is so magical. I’m so aroused.
• She again captures my lips for another passionate kiss and grinds herself against my bulge. I squeeze her hips and vigorously move her against me.
• It’s unbelievable that I’m doing this, but it feels so good. I feel a strong connection with her beyond this physical desire.
• She sits on me, and I stare at her in amazement as she sexily takes off her dress and hurls it in the room’s corner.
• Soon she lies under me naked, and I ram into her, pinning her hands on the mattress.
• It feels so fucking good! The feeling can’t be described in words. The pleasure and satisfaction this encounter is giving me is inexpressible.
• Is she the one whom I have been finding for so long? Or it is just a temporary feeling?
• I watch her as she sleeps peacefully beside me, her delicate features illuminated by the soft moonlight coming through the curtains.
• It’s not that I haven’t encountered a girl prettier than her before, but there’s something about her that captivates me like no one else ever has. This is the first time I find myself unable to tear my gaze away from her.
• With a tender touch, I move my hand closer to her face and gently tuck a few stray strands of hair behind her ear, revelling in the intimacy of this simple act. A smile naturally forms on my face.
• As I continue to watch her, I feel grateful to find someone who not only captures my attention but also touches my heart in ways I never thought possible.
• I don’t come to know when I fall asleep admiring her exquisite features.