Take Him If You Want
I immediately rolled my eyes, protesting, "Dad, not this again! Didn't the whole mess start because of this? Aren't you afraid there'll be more trouble?"
Just then, a deep and gentle voice of a man came from behind us. It was smooth and captivating, like the pluck of a violin string.
"Excuse me, are you Ms. Deborah Larson?"
I froze for a moment.
As a musician, I was particularly attuned to voices—especially one like this. It was so captivating that it made my heart skip a beat.
Unable to resist, I turned around to see a tall and slender figure. His black shirt accentuated his sharp, refined features, while his gentle, charming smile made my heart flutter.
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