Chapter 14: A rich man's world

Damien Yves Etienne’s POV

Charlotte's hair was being blown by a gentle breeze. She was beaming under the large oak tree that provided shade from the harsh sunlight. I could easily have misidentified her as an angel sent from above at that point. My heart fluttered at that moment, as cringe-worthy as it may sound.

"I've seen this scenario before," I mumbled, "but I can't remember where I saw it." I shook my head to avoid drowning in confusion. As I approached her, I smiled and removed the confusion from my eyes. "There you are," Charlotte exclaimed, stunned for a split second before greeting me with a warm smile. "You're here," she said as she fixed her hair, closing her eyes.

Her lips were slightly parted, revealing her adorable dimples. I laughed lightly as the butterflies in my stomach did somersaults I couldn't quite figure out. I felt like I'd just won my first battle. "I knew I'd find you here," she chuckles as she hears my remarks. Surprisingly, this place and this exact scenari