Author's note: this is from Serina's point of view
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"Miss…", Maria called. "Mr. Orsini arrived."
I held my breath for a moment and calmed myself how much possible before heading to greet my guest for the weekend.
Is it OK to call Duke a guest? What is he? My date? Lover? Boyfriend? All of that?
"Hi…", my voice drifted away at the sight of a massive bouquet with legs.
Duke peeked on the side of the enormous colorful flower arrangement. It seems that he emptied a flower shop.
Gosh! His smile was bigger than the bouquet!
"Hi, beautiful. These are for you."
I was touched, but the man was going overboard.
"You really didn't need to get this much…"
"I missed so many chances to give you flowers. I need to make it up to you.", Duke explained.
"You didn't need to make it up all in one go.", I said helplessly.
He cocked his handsome eyebrow at me. "This is just a fraction of what I owe you."
