Soraya's POV:
The more time I spent with Alaric, the more I admired him.
So, when he asked me out again, I agreed without hesitation. This time, it wasn't about gratitude or returning a favor—I genuinely wanted to spend time with him.
As we walked, we passed by the towering DelCorp headquarters.
A rumor I'd heard about Alaric suddenly popped into my mind. "They say Mr. Del is super particular about his pre-meeting coffee. If he doesn't get his usual order from that café on the corner, he's completely off his game. One time, he didn't get his coffee, rushed into a meeting, and only realized halfway through that he was wearing mismatched shoes. It was apparently mortifying!"
I laughed as I spoke, but Alaric only sighed, shaking his head with mild exasperation.
"How do these things even
