Xavier leaned casually against the long table in the banquet hall.
There were always beautiful socialites, seemingly by chance, passing by him, hoping to catch his eye.
Every time, Xavier would pluck a rose from the vase on the nearby table and hand it to one of the passing ladies, sparking a wave of cheers and squeals from the crowd.
With his nonchalant smile, chiseled features, sensual lips, and deep eyes carrying a hint of unstoppable alluring charm, Xavier's rugged vibe captivated these socialites present.
Even some of the married noblewomen couldn't help but feel a spark ignite within them.
"Who is that handsome guy? I've never seen him before."
"Did you see those chest muscles? They must feel amazing to the touch."
"From now on, he's my dream man."
Surrounded by his admirers,
