" Which flavour does he like?" Edward inquired when they were busy preparing the cake.
" He likes vanilla." Sam shouted from the ground floor as she was busy decorating the room.
She wanted to make everything appealing even though she was not sure if Alexander would love it.
Leon had convinced the Mafia leader and now they were on their way to meet his father.
" Are you sure about it?" Edward asked once again since he wanted to confirm what he had just heard.
For some reason, he felt jealousy because Samantha knew Alexander's favourite flavour, his mortal enemy.
" Yes. I'm sure about it." She stopped whatever she was doing to answer him.
Her lips stretched into a faint smile when she recalled everything about Alexander. She finds herself smiling for no particular reason anytime she closes her eyes and sees his handsome features.
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FLASHBACK.
