SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW.
The grand hall was lit up with different lights, and the ceilings were designed with luxury chandeliers whose prices must have been more than any amount spent on me in my entire life. I noticed the walls were decorated with different ornaments and sme flowers, I had no idea the kind of flowers they were, so I turned to ask Dominic
"What kind of flowers are those?" He looked at them for a second before responding
"Those are the purple iris and the black rose, the purple iris reflects secrecy and omerta, something I take very seriously in my world. No one is allowed to speak of what happens between us, and the other flower, the black rose, speaks of death and murder. If anyone reveals anything of our activities, they would meet a very bad end," he said, and I simpl
