Chapter 26: Chapter 26

Hair dark as ink, a delicate but masculine face, an intense, captivating, and cold gaze, scarlet pupils, a muscular but sophisticated body, a princely look with an elegant gait, and an unequaled charisma.

That was the first impression this man gave me.

He was breathtakingly beautiful, in my memories he was already magnificent but after just two years, he seemed to have become more famous.

Every time he passed, women seemed to pass out when he didn't look at them again. He was cold and impassive as if the people around were just worms. His gaze on them was blank and I felt intimidated.

He was not like in my memories, warm and smiling, no there he gave me the impression of considering the people around him like vulgar insects that he could crush with a gesture.

Yet he did nothing, said nothing, while walking towards us on this red carpet which accentuated his pace making him sparkle with a thousand lights, his eyes seeming more captivating on these lights and this shade, he gave me the impression to be one of those divine beings.

He walked arrogantly, almost with a tinge of insolence as if the world was his. It had to be a bit of the case since he is the richest man in the world.

Cameras swirled to capture his image as the people around ecstatically spoke emotionally.

I will have noticed an important fact.

Unlike the other guests to whom the journalists rushed to gather their impressions of the evening and interview them, with this man, no one dared to come forward as if they were seized with fear and avoided receiving a sentence from him.

I gulped at the aura the man was giving off, it seemed like it could have crushed anything near the man.

Was it really my love of the beach?

No, I must have been wrong. Plus why would the richest man in the world come to a beach as mundane as the one my mom and I went on vacation, play surfer and flirt with a girl like me when I see how famous models and actresses invited to this gala yearn for him just when he arrives.

It's impossible, but what chance is there on this earth for me to meet two people who look alike like two drops of water without them being twins? Even if they are even twins, then my love of the beach would also be super rich.

I have a bit of a headache thinking about it too much. But I can't help it, a man described as the richest man in the world appears in front of me and he looks like two drops of water to the man I passionately loved two years ago.

It's true I don't know his name, all he left me was...

I widened my eyes, picked up my pendant, and read the branded initials.

G&T like...Greg Travis?

No, it's not possible that this incredible man and I had a romantic relationship even if it only lasted a few weeks and he didn't see fit to give me his name.

Was that the reason for that? He didn't want to bother himself with our story. So I was really just a joke for him?

No, I shouldn't have such gloomy ideas, jump to conclusions and think more reasonably. He gave me his love, he was serious, and he left me this pendant which I had found way too expensive at that time, with his initials engraved which means that I could have recognized him even on television and reconciled.

He was sincere so why did he leave without a word? Why didn't you even want us to exchange our personal information in order to see each other again? Why until today despite the pain he caused me just seeing him again fills me with so much love?

Am I still in love with him than at the time? No, it's impossible.

I looked him straight in the eye, I'll have my answer soon, he couldn't forget me like that. We experienced something so beautiful and unique, it is not so easily forgotten.

At least that's my case.

I squeezed my pendant with anticipation and a certain ounce of fear, why I was afraid of myself I didn't know but my heart was beating so fast that I thought I was suffocating.

I swallowed heavily, my eyes lighting up when he stopped right in front of Elsa and me and I smiled feeling my eyes watering so he hadn't forgotten me. I wanted to speak but he cut me off with his cold voice freezing my whole body when there was no trace of tenderness. He spoke to Elsa, ignoring me as if I was just a vulgar painting in the background of their exchange.

" Elsa... Glad you came."

" Good evening Greg... How are you?"

He stared blankly at me, seeming to study me before returning his attention to Elsa.

" I'm fine.. enjoy your evening"

And that was it, he didn't say anything to me, not even a good evening, I didn't exist in his world. He crossed us entering the large banquet hall while I stood there without moving, my face disenchanted and my heart in pieces.

It was him, wasn't it? Couldn't be wrong, it was my love of the beach. But why then did he ignore me like that? Does that mean that I was really nothing to him and no sooner had we separated than he had already forgotten me? I turned devastated watching his figure in the distance as he greeted his guests. Many women flirted around him without really approaching him and I knew that I was really not much in his world.

Just a flirtation certainly to pass the time.

I felt Elsa's hand on my shoulder - I had forgotten about her. She had a closed face and I didn't understand why.

" You have to enter…"

I bit my lip still looking at Greg...I don't want to find myself in front of him again and go through this humiliating pain of not being recognized by the man we loved so intensely and never stopped. to languish for the past two years.

It was humiliating and revolting.

"I don't want to go... I want to go back, I don't feel well…"

I lowered my head looking at the floor as Elsa sighed.

"Sophia I have to tell you something... You were chosen among the girls I proposed to Greg Travis as a personal assistant. You start on Monday and I want you to familiarize yourself with this world so that you don't get overwhelmed when you have to work with it."

I looked up at the stunned Elsa

Pardon?