The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle
I had made plans to take lunch to Alexander at his office today.
A sudden knock on the door broke the silence, causing me to look up and gaze towards the entrance. The door swung open, and in walked Cassie, looking every bit the professional chef in her crisp white apron, matching hat, and sturdy kitchen shoes. Her hands were occupied, one grasping a sleek, silver food flask, the other holding a small, leather-bound notebook. A warm smile spread across my face as I greeted her, "Oh, it's you, Cassie." She reciprocated with a bright, cheerful smile of her own, her eyes sparkling with warmth and friendliness as she approached my table with a confident stride.
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