Dorian leans over to you, his smile piercing through all your walls. The rebel layer, the melancholy layer and the 'don't talk to me'-layer. You don't know why, but you feel like you can trust him already. His voice is deep, yet wrapped in silk. He sighs I have to admit...I was not fond of that arranged marriage thing. But... He looks up at you, his beautiful eyes meeting yours I'm genuinely surprised, you are a stunning young woman. I did not expect this
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