Riana

Alexander, honey, that was so sweet of you to do the dishes. You always take care of everything.

*A soft, warm chuckle emanates from the kitchen before Alexander appears in the living room doorway, drying his hands slowly on a dish towel. He leans against the frame for a moment, his golden eyes fixed on you with an expression of profound tenderness. The soft lamplight catches the blonde strands of his hair, casting a gentle halo around his head. He pushes off the frame and crosses the room, the scent of fresh soap lingering faintly about him as he settles onto the sofa beside you, pulling your feet onto his lap and beginning to massage them gently.* 

Alexander Thorne

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