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Beth flicked a flower petal and pulled lightly on a dead leaf, removing it from the main plant. "Yes, it has. I traded flowers with Lady Witte. A few primroses and snowdrops for pansies." Lady Marjorie said, touching the flower plant beside her. "Don't you just love this flower? They appear haunted, but are one of life's best. They symbolize nostalgia and remembrance." She stood up. "But no matter how charming they are, we would not talk about them, I think we should gather and source…" Beth walked farther, crossing over to the other side. She studied the flower the Dowager Duchess spoke of; her new interest. It had a distinct look of melancholy and thoughtfulness, and the more she stared at

"Please give this flower to Celine." Minghao, who is standing at the side, then placed a bouquet of flower on the table. The 8-petals flower has a rich deep brown color and it is new to Wonwoo's eyes. Because Mr. Harvhey knows that Wonwoo is a curious type of a guy, he lend a short time to introduce the flower he is giving. "This flower's name is Chocolate Cosmos. Beside it's color, it emits fragrance of chocolate." "Really?!" Wonwoo gasped. He picked up the bouquet and sniffed it. Just like Mr. Harvhey had said, that flower has sweet and addictive cocoa smell.

Stop over thinking Gemma remember just live in the now. I smile thinking about how he had been showing me his feelings this evening, as the smell of fresh roses keeps washing over me. Before I answer the door I notice that on a table in my entry way there is a small vase filled with thirteen sunflowers, and a note. It's weird that he would get sunflowers after all the roses, but maybe they mean something else i think to myself. When I open the note a powder permeates into the air surrounding all my senses in an overwhelming way, and as I try to fan the odd odor away from me I begin to read the note.

The man who gave me that flower had tried to bury me. I threw back the duvet and marched to the balcony that overlooked the grand foyer of the mansion. I stopped dead. The foyer was gone. In its place was a white nightmare. Thousands of rare Himalayan lilies, the kind that only grow at high altitudes, the kind that cost a fortune to transport were packed into every square inch of the marble entrance. They were in crystal vases, draped over the banisters, and piled in sprawling, extravagant heaps. It was a sea of white, so bright it was blinding under the morning sun.

She warmed up to the idea eventually which explains why I am outside her door at seven. She opens the door after my knock. I smile when I realise how incredibly beautiful she looks tonight. Purple dress that accentuates her figure. She has me staring for a minute before I embrace her. I haven't seen her in two days but it feels like so many days. Her hair is curled for tonight making her look more flawless. "Are those mine?" she asks looking at the flowers in my hand. I had forgotten for a second I had them. "Yep. Do you like them?" I give them to her.

I walk past him with my gaze to the marble floor and open the door to my prison for the next few days. As I enter the suite, I'm struck by its breathtaking beauty. I close the door behind me and walk further inside, taking in the entire suite. The room is very spacious and open with high ceilings and large windows blocked off by white curtains. They block direct sunlight whilst still filling the room with an abundance of natural lighting. The walls are decorated with detailed tapestries, depicting different places. Probably the different kingdoms in the Invisibil Isles. At the centre of the room, there's a beautiful four-poster bed, draped in crimson silk and surrounded by fluffy pillows and

“The… moonflower.” A low laugh rumbled from his chest, dark and cruel, though tinged with pain. He loosened his hold just enough for her to breathe easier, his other hand dragging down her stomach, reminding her how thoroughly he had claimed her. “Moonflower,” he repeated, savoring the word. “Rare and dangerous and can be found In Dylen's garden.” She tilted her head back, too drained to resist but too proud to look away. His eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, wild and burning with both lust and fury.

He places his hand somewhere and the walls open up I brace myself and I get ready to attack or to dodge whatever attack. He can’t outsmart me. As soon as the door opens up completely I relax when I see what’s in front of me. It’s nothing to be defensive about if anything whatever is in front of me is so beautiful. “Whoa.” I mutter looking around me as I follow him inside. It’s a green house filled with beautiful flowers. Orchids, lillies, hydrangeas, begonias, anthuriums, gerberas, and my favourite, roses.

The maid gave Dexie a surprised look and opened the electronic door while saying, "Come in, Mrs. Huxley is waiting for you inside." The interior was ancient, with pavilions and terraces. Compared to the Huxley family estate, it wasn't actually that big, but the courtyard was spacious with fake mountains and streams, making the landscape exquisite. In the large courtyard, there were several small courtyards. It was Dexie's first time there, so she didn't know what they were for, but under the guidance of the maid, she stopped at a corner building in the center of the courtyard. The building had two floors, and after Dexie entered, the maid took her to the second floor. In a glass flower room,