SERAPHINA Allister pressed a hand at the small of my back and guided me deeper into the boutique. Except the staff, there were around three women who were browsing through the items on display, and as we passed they turned to watch us with open curiosity. But I could see the curiosity wasn’t for me, it was the way they looked at Allister with admiring eyes and then glanced at me like questioning his life choices. From the corner of my eyes, I watched his profile and once again I was hit with how handsome he was. Beautiful if someone liked cold steel, icy desserts and a thrill of falling from a cliff, only to land in freezing water. We walked to the back, the atmosphere here was quiet and the décor changed from just white to shades of cream with golden and red splashes. A woman who looked to be in her late thirties approached us and introduced herself, “Hi, I’ll be the one assisting you. My name is Flora.” “Flora, bring out your latest collection,” Allister’s honey eyes dropped t
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