ntleman
Stella's POV
I stepped out of Hazel's building to find Logan leaning against his sleek car, waiting for me. The moment he spotted me, his face lit up as he strode over and planted a gentle kiss on my cheek.
"Stella, you look absolutely stunning," Logan said with genuine warmth in his voice.
Logan possessed the kind of rugged handsomeness that turned heads on the street. Though not quite matching Adrian's towering height, he still stood impressively tall beside me. His shoulder-length black waves caught the afternoon light, complementing his naturally bronzed skin that spoke of Mediterranean heritage. Those mischievous dark eyes sparkled with playful energy, while his well-groomed beard framed a dazzling smile that could charm anyone.
"You always know exactly what to say," I replied, sliding into the passenger seat as he held the door open like a true gentleman.
