CHAPTER 83
Two years later.
Esquire Magazine, front page.
An image of a successful businessman on the cover of the magazine caught Azalea's attention. Perfectly chiseled face, expressive dark blue eyes under slightly curved tamed black brows, nose pointed to perfection, a proud chin, soft kissable lips, dressed in an immaculate expensive Italian couture black suit. There was only one missing in that image, the mesmerizing smile. His smile in that magazine was like that of a cold-blooded entrepreneur. The curve on his lips didn’t reach his eyes. All other features were the same, perhaps even better except for that tiny bit which could have changed the expression of his eyes. She tilted her face while she looked at the magazine displayed on the magazine rack.
"Oh! Hi there, monster," Az
