“No.”

Julius wavered, torn between directives.

“she stands amidst the rain, bereft of shelter. Her yearning to meet you appears fervent and unyielding.”

Leon’s lips remained sealed. Julius pivoted, poised to disperse Millie.

“Wait!”

Rising, Leon advanced to the monitoring console, beholding Millie’s form, a shivering silhouette within the rain’s embrace.

confined to the hospital? What impelled

monitor dimmed, and

escorted Millie indoors. Amidst the expanse of the room, she clasped her arms, the villa’s chill invading her

the spiral European stairs heralded Leon’s descent. Clad in an alabaster

her resolve, pinched her palm. No alternative existed; today she must secure his concurrence

seat, legs elegantly entwined. He cast an appraising gaze upon Millie, his voice a dispassionate refrain. “The hour strikes one past midnight. Does this juncture deem it propitious

you, wield your surgical prowess on behalf of my grandmother. I pledge unwavering servitude in return, a testament to my

Beg?

smile, Leon surveyed Millie’s drenched form, noting her heightened embarrassment compared to their

Is this your notion of

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