Chapter 48: Choose Me, I'll Be Your Wife

In a plush office located in a high rise somewhere in town, a man swirled around on his chair to face the large french window overlooking the beautiful, ornamentally sculpted monument Flora fountain.

He stood up and walked to the window, tapping an unlit cigarette twice on his signature black case before placing it between his lips, he lit it and took in a deep drag, puffing out the smoke and looking away, lost in thoughts

His mobile buzzed and he picked it up to check the incoming whatsapp, his right elbow rested on the wall by the window, tilting his head towards his right shoulder, he rubbed the tip of his right hand thumb which held the cigarette across his left eyebrow as his eyes narrowed

Taking in a deep drag again, he continued staring at the image of Samaira in Raul's arms just outside her house, they looked like they were