Great Attraction

s, Alex had become proud and rude, especially to women. He thought they only liked him for his money. On the other hand, Alex was a very hard worker. He took

friends James and Richard had convinced him to go to the club. "Come on, it'll be fun!" they had said. "We might even meet some interesting girls." At first, Alex had said no. He always put work first and didn't want to stay out late. But his frien

ed it with a shiny new pair of shoes that matched his suit flawlessly. After getting dressed, Alex walked out to his sleek Lamborghini, parked in his spacious compound. His driver, a polite middle-aged man, had been waiting patiently all mo

ng in the sunlight. As he entered, a chorus of greetings echoed through the lobby, but Alex ignored them, striding silently through the crowds. His employees watched him with a mix of awe and fear, their eyes dart

y to new heights. Under his leadership, the company grew bigger and better. Finally, Alex took over, expanding the business even further and making it one of the best in the industry. But Alex's life wasn't just abou

the caller's name - his dad. "Hi Dad, good afternoon," Alex said, his voice filled with respect. His father's voice was laced with concern. "Alex, I've been trying to reach you all morning. I even called you

e love and concern in his father's voice. "It's nothing serious, Dad. Just a headache. I'll take some medicine and rest," Alex replied, trying to reassure him. His father's voice was

His driver approached him, but Alex waved him off. "Go home, I'm driving myself tonight," Alex said with a nod. "I might stay overnight at my parents' house." With that, he slid into the sleek leather seat of his Lamborghini and roared to life. As he hit the o

venting it from crashing to the ground. She pulled over to the side of the road, and Alex got out of his car, surprised to see a lady on the motorcycle. Before Alex could say a word, the woman unleashed her anger. "Do you want to kill me? What'

e trembling. "I almost died! You're not even sorry. Do you know how terrified I was? I thought you'd lost control of your brakes!" Alex smirked, pride seeping into his tone. "This is a Lamborghi

r daddy, doesn't it?" She sneered, her pretty face twisted in disdain. Alex couldn't help but stare at her, transfixed by her beauty despite her harsh words. "Why are you yelling at me?" he managed to ask. The woman's expression turned fierce. "You're arro

nd drove off, his mind still

ll about apologizing and trying to impress me because of my wealth, but not her. She treated me like anyone else." As he drove towards his parents' mansion, he couldn't shake off the feeling of curiosity. "Why di

ssion on him, and he found himself drawn to her in a way he couldn't explain. There was an