Grace's POV
I snapped out of my trance immediately, shaking my head with determination. "No, don't be ridiculous, Grace. You can't let yourself be weak around him. He's attractive and young. All he wants is some exciting sex with you before he moves on."
I let out a heavy breath as Carlos's gorgeous, captivating face appeared in my thoughts.
"Don't fall for a handsome face. It'll only hurt you," I warned myself, thinking of Charles.
Charles's only redeeming quality had been his looks, and even those couldn't compare to Carlos's. Things got worse when his appearance deteriorated because he neglected his health and grooming after years of struggling with his failed acting ambitions.
Now there was Carlos, a far more attractive and charismatic young man who was reckless and unreliable. Still, he appeared much more capable than Charles ever could be, which wasn't saying much since Charles was useless and seemed completely unfamiliar with the concept of self-control.
