because you don't like red roses? Just say so, don't cry over it."

Victor paused, turning to face the newcomer.

The man stood tall and straight, his bespoke suit highlighting his distinguished demeanor.

a strong jawline. A pair of gold- rimmed glasses rested on his aquiline nose, and his deep-set eyes observed the room with a penetrating gaze, radiating a

who might you

answer immediately. Instead, his eyes

clutching the roses with teary

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