Lucien swallowed."What?" he said, eyeing the strange smiles on their faces.Iris' smile widened."Mr. Cross," she began, folding her hands neatly on the table like an interviewer, "how well do you know Ms. Valeza?"Lucien blinked.'…Hot seat?'He glanced at Seraphina.She looked calm—too calm—but there was a faint hint of warning in her eyes.Lucien smirked."Well…" he leaned back slightly, relaxed. "Ask whatever you want."Iris nodded, satisfied."Alright."She tapped lightly on the table."First question. Favorite food."Lucien didn't even hesitate."Anything spicy," he answered. "The spicier, the better. She won't admit it, but she enjoys food that actually fights back."Iris nodded slowly, impressed.Seraphina looked away, her ears slightly red."Next," Iris continued, "music taste.""Old songs," Lucien replied. "Classic ones. Mixed with pop and… love songs."He glanced at Seraphina briefly."She listens when she's working. Low volume. Same playlist on repeat."Iris's eyes flicke
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