Helping Mr. Charming

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Mia was on her way to the alley and she hadn’t gone far away from the school when someone approached her all of a sudden and said: “Hello.”

With a sudden upward glance, Mia was entranced by the beauty of a pair of piercing blue eyes.

Right before her was a man standing tall with broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline, the kind that made you take notice. His tousled black hair was styled in a messy quiff and his deep blue eyes held a mischievous glint in them.

He was dressed in a well-fitted T-shirt and black jeans that fit him like a glove, which only added to the air of confidence and playfulness he was exuding.

For a moment, Mia felt completely lost. She was mesmerized.

How could a man look so charming and glamorous?

But the man’s soothing voice soon pulled her out of her reverie. “Did you hear what I just said, Miss?“

Mia blinked frantically as she gazed at him. She was a bit taller than her so she had to angle up her head to see his face.

He had a carefree smile tugged at the