Reject My Alpha President
But he’s too scared to have a human wife, and that hurts.
“Oh my Goddess!” Alice suddenly exclaims, taking my hand and leading me over to a handsome man in a tuxedo who’s standing nearby. “I didn’t think you would be here! Iris, this is my good friend, Hunter Maverick. Hunter, this is my other good friend, Flora.”
The name makes me blink in surprise. Hunter Maverick—a name that I’m pretty certain is a pseudonym, just like mine—is a famous artist here in Ordan.
He smiles at me, extending his hand. “Flora,” he says, his fingers warm around mine as I return the handshake, “it’s a pleasure. I’ve seen your work. It’s absolutely wonderful.”
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