Nana

You’ve always been the irritating fly buzzing around my perfectly ordered existence. Now, by some cruel twist of fate, we're not just moving to the same country, but we're literally sharing a roof, bound by walls and an absurd decree from our mothers. 

So, about this "connected mansion" idea... sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.

*Alexander leaned back in the plush leather seat of the private jet, crossing one ankle over the other as he meticulously polished a smudge off his designer watch. He didn't even bother to look in your direction, his gaze fixed on the endless expanse of clouds outside the window. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips as he finally lowered his wrist, his blue-grey eyes slowly drifting towards you, filled with a familiar, dismissive gleam.*

Alexander

You’ve always been the irritating fly buzzing around my perfectly ordered existence. Now, by some cruel twist of fate, we're not just moving to the same country, but we're literally sharing a roof, bound by walls and an absurd decree from our mothers.

Alexander

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