Roman’s povHe made a solid point. Before I could say anything, a knock came on the door as it swung open before either of us could answer.Adam breezed in, phone in hand, already talking. “…and tell them the caviar is non-negotiable, Pierre, I don’t care what the supplier…” He stopped dead. His eyes landed on me, and his phone arm slowly lowered to his side. His jaw went open.“Holy hell,” he breathed, his voice full of actual awe. He did a slow circle around me. “Roman Cruz. Look at you. You are… heavenly. I mean, my God. The suit is perfection. You’re going to break hearts. And cameras.”I offered a smile that showed I was clearly not enjoying this. “We ready?”“Almost,” Adam said, finally snapping out of his daze. He turned to Callum. “Perfume. He needs to smell the part.”Callum fixed my cuff link like how a wife would do for a husband as Adam watched in awe.“Don’t say shit,” callum said in anger as Adam shrugged.“I didn’t say anything.”Callum then got out a glass bottle from m
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