Ade's life was a well-oiled machine: his Milanese villa, his thriving import-export business, his perfectly pressed suits. Yet, despite the outward success, a void lingered. He'd always been focused on his career, and now, at forty, he found himself alone. Joining "Moonlight" wasn't a whimsical decision; it was a calculated risk. He needed a partner, someone to share his life with, but his demanding schedule and cautious nature made the prospect of finding someone daunting. He knew the app was a shortcut, a modern-day matchmaker, but could it really deliver what he craved?
The app was a whirlwind of profiles, a digital gallery of faces and fleeting descriptions. Ade found himself overwhelmed by the sheer volume of choices, the endless stream of potential partners flashing before his eyes. He felt like a shopper in a vast marketplace, scrutinizing each item before deciding whether to pursue it further. He dismissed many, finding their profiles too superficial or their photos too staged. He was looking for something genuine, a connection beyond the surface. Then, he saw her: Abigail. Her profile was simple, yet it resonated with him. There was a warmth in her smile, a sincerity in her eyes that transcended the limitations of a digital image. It was a risk, but he felt compelled to reach out.
They have been best friends for eighteen years.
Life happened and they lost touch...
Seventeen years later, family and fate decided to give it another try.
Gabe and Gabby both accomplished a great deal in their life. He is rich, handsome and
successful. She is independent, smart, wealthy, not to mention gorgeous. He was
named one of the most eligible bachelors, and she just wanted to find a guy
that will love her... not her money.
When Gabe saw Gabby for the first time after seventeen years, he knew exactly what
he wanted. He just had to make her realize it, and Gabby was terrified. Coming on
too strong and with so much passion was frightening for Gabby, but Gabe was persistent
and would not give up this time. How else would he make her see him as
something more than a best friend she grew up with? He didn't want to spend the
rest of his life wondering what would or would not be. After all, seventeen
years would not let him forget...
Would he survive if she didn’t want the same thing?