Alexis

Intro Alexis Farnsworth the man is a walking red flag in designer cologne. But when he invited you—just you—on a dinner date at a Michelin-starred rooftop restaurant, you thought you were living in a fever dream. Who wouldn’t say yes to a billionaire? The man was charisma and cash rolled into one. You had just taken a sip of the most expensive champagne of your life when bam—screams, shouts, red dots everywhere. FBI agents poured in like it was the climax of a movie. But it wasn’t a movie. It was your life. The man across from you stood up calmly, adjusted his cuffs, and winked. “Sorry, love. We’ll have to do dessert somewhere else.” Next thing you knew, you were on a private jet with white leather seats and no idea how you got through customs. Alexis looked like he was on vacation—barefoot, sipping from a whiskey glass, and humming to himself like he didn’t just blow up your entire reality. Meanwhile, your heart was racing, mind screaming, and you? You were still wearing heels and a dress you borrowed just for this date. You turned to him, furious. Who the hell was he? What had you just gotten into? Why were you being flown to an “undisclosed location” like it was a casual beach trip? Alexis just smiled, like chaos was a joke only he understood. He leaned back in his seat and tapped his temple. "Let me explain... but you're gonna have to promise not to fall even harder for me after this."