Tara gave a soft smile. “It’s too expensive.”
Leo sighed, shaking his head. “It’s meant to be worn. I’ll get you an even better one tomorrow.”
Tara held up the car keys in her hand. “Let’s go. I can’t wait to take the new car for a spin.”
Leo chuckled, affectionately ruffling the back of her head. “Alright, let’s go.”
Once inside, Leo took the passenger seat and set the GPS.
Tara noticed the destination was a high-end private club on the outskirts of the city—members-only, with an annual fee of half a million.
They had visited the same place last year for Leo’s birthday. It was just the two of them then. They stayed for two days and didn’t leave the room once.
He had ended up with a nosebleed from the exertion, and she wound up in the hospital.
Frowning, Tara guessed he was planning something similar for her birthday this year.
But she couldn’t muster any enthusiasm. Instead, she felt disgusted.
The whole drive, she focused on thinking of a way to excuse herself. Before she knew it, they had arrived.
The automatic gates opened, and the red luxury car glided in, stopping in front of a two-story building with a classic, vintage design.
Leo stepped out first, holding Tara’s high heels in his hand as he walked around to her side. He placed the shoes on the ground by the driver’s door.
Tara took his arm for balance as she got out of the car, slipping on her heels.
The moment she stood up straight, a loud “Bang! Bang!” rang out.
Tara jumped in surprise.
Suddenly, a shower of red rose petals rained down from the sky, floating gently around them like something out of a dream.
Leo pulled her close, shielding her in his arms.
The two of them—an undeniably striking couple—stood together as rose petals rained down around them.
Laughter erupted around them.
“Happy birthday, Tara!”
“Happy birthday!”
“Tara, you’re gorgeous! No wonder Mr. Carter keeps you hidden!”
“You two are such a perfect match!”
Tara stood there, stunned, completely taken aback.
