It was a mild evening when she was the new Italian restaurant in downtown in the United Kingdom. Alexander had chosen it extra — intimate, expensive, with private niches. He Lena wanted to show that her life now also consist of normal, beautiful things could.But normality didn't last long.They just got served the first walk when a man stepped at her table. Great, sporty, with a charming smile and a look to the Lena something long.“Lena Moreau? That’s not what it is!”Lena solidified for a moment. “Mark... Hi.”Alexander leaned back slowly, the hand possessing on Lenas Thighs laid. His face remained polite, but his eyes were dark.Mark, a former colleague from her time as a journalist, grinned wide. “I have Press conference. Man, you're really brave. And now with Alexander Voss together?’ He stretched out his hand. “Respect, man.”Alexander shook her — firm. "Alexander Voss", he said cool. “And you are they?’“Mark Weber. Lena and I used to have some explosive stories toget
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