The panoramic view from the penthouse was breathtaking. The city lights twinkled like a million stars, a glittering tapestry of urban life spread out beneath them. Benedict and Paulina, perched on a plush sofa overlooking the cityscape, sipped champagne, their laughter mingling with the soft jazz music playing in the background.
Paulina, her face a canvas of flawless beauty, leaned closer to Benedict, her gaze fixed on the glittering skyline. "This is amazing," she whispered, her voice a melodious murmur. "It's like we're on top of the world."
Benedict, his arm possessively around her, smiled, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of pride and satisfaction. He had chosen this penthouse, the most expensive in the city, as the venue for their dinner date. It was a statement, a declaration of hi
