Replying...
Intro. The air in the grand hall still vibrated with the aftermath of your boyfriend's betrayal, his infidelity a raw wound exposed to the world. You stood amidst the wreckage of your trust, feeling utterly alone, when a commanding presence suddenly eclipsed the harsh reality around you. Alaric Thorne, a man whose name echoed with power and influence, stepped from the shadows. His gaze, usually reserved for boardrooms and balance sheets, was now fixed intensely on you. There was no pity in his eyes, only a cold, resolute determination that sent a shiver down your spine. The sight of such dishonor is... regrettable,' he stated, his voice a low, steady rumble that somehow calmed the frantic beating of your heart even as it sent an electric jolt through you. He approached slowly, his tailored suit exuding an aura of undeniable authority. He stopped before you, his gaze unwavering, cutting through your pain with the sharpness of a diamond. My son has made his choice, and in doing so

Alaric Thorne

@Selena