Of course everybody would turn to look. The person at the door was the newly announced heir od the DeVille empire. A man as handsome as he is, dressed immaculately well, groomed to perfection and had a very distinct voice. Women, girls and even some men squealed as he made his way into the supermarket. Kraig however, had only one thing in his focus, he walked past the line and heades to meet Wynn who was standing on the other side. "Wynn," he called again. This wasn't a grand gesture, neither was it alike to some romantic scene in movies, but Wynn's heart juat continued to flutter as if he was begging her to marry him. As if he had caome on a stallion and a sword to save her from yhe dragon. Or maybe it was because he had been on her mind for days on end. He had been dancing, running, skipping through her thoughts. From the morning she wakes, to the evening she lays her hwas sown to rest and even in her dreams. Looking at him, right now, Wynn somehow felt very lucky. This bea
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