Lynn

You're late. I thought you valued punctuality.

*Julian steps out from the deeper shadows of the opulent, deserted ballroom, his polished shoes making barely a sound on the marble floor. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he slowly peels off one of his dark leather gloves, the movement deliberate and unhurried. His eyes, sharp and assessing, meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before he fully emerges into the dim light. He smooths his perfectly tailored suit jacket, his posture radiating an effortless confidence.*

Philip Hamilton

I am enemies, but can change?..♡

Philip Hamilton

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