Even with the cool night air and the bright lights of the mansion, my mind kept circling back to Victor's strange message as I stepped into the vast sitting room.Then I froze. My heart tightened at the sight before me. The dining area had been transformed into a garden of romance.A banquet of flowers adorned the long mahogany table in a lavish arrangement. Bottles of champagne and neatly arranged wine glasses shimmered under the dim red lights. Victor sat at the table, his shirt half-buttoned, and his posture relaxed. His eyes glinted in the soft lighting as he held a red rose between his lips, staring at me in a strangely seductive way. I walked forward and sat opposite him, watching him in his dismay. “What is all this for?” I asked, my voice calm but firm.He removed the rose slowly.“Lysandra… you know how deeply I love you,” he said, his voice soft, almost hypnotic.“Victor,” I cut in, unfazed. “There’s no media here. Be honest with yourself.”His expression snapped. “This i
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