Sophie Meijer 1

Standing in front of him was a redhead, and her vibrant hair with beads of water was catching the light streaming in from the window.

She was dressed in a tank top and gym shorts, her attire leaving little to the imagination.

The toned lines of her torso and long legs were clearly visible, and for a moment, Benjamin blinked, trying to piece together the situation.

He hadn't heard the door open, hadn't felt a presence until now.

"Who are you?" Benjamin blurted out, his voice edged with confusion. His grip on the glass tightened slightly. "And how did you get in here?"

The woman didn't flinch at his question. Instead, she tilted her head with a small smile, stepping into the kitchen like she belonged there.

"You must be Benjamin Richard, right? The new... Golden Boy in Alkmaar" she said with a smile tugged on her lips, her voice light and casual.