Ethan's POV
I leaned over to look at her phone, eyes scanning the article she'd pulled up. There, staring back at me, was a familiar face. My breath caught in my throat.
"Holy crap," I muttered, grabbing the phone from Jess's hand.
"Hey!" she protested, but I barely heard her.
"I've seen this guy before."
She raised an eyebrow. "What, like in your dreams or something?"
I shook my head, still staring at the photo. "No, at Paradise Towers. There was a portrait of him in the lobby. I remember thinking he looked like a stern Santa Claus or something."
"A stern Santa Claus with enough money to buy the North Pole and turn it into a luxury resort."
I handed her phone back. "This is insane. I knew he was rich, but this... this is a whole other level."
"Yeah, no kidding," Jess said, taking
