Chapter 12 TommáZ Walker

• Tommáz Walker
• I needed a moment with that blonde, and I knew my grandmother couldn’t just stop her from talking to me since she threw the marriage proposal on the table to the woman I was already interested in proposing to.
• I extended my hand to her and felt satisfied seeing her gladly accept it. I led her toward the room I would occupy until everything was resolved, and if my plan worked, I would never leave the City of Light again. I smiled at the thought and squeezed my future wife’s hand a little. Amélie's perfume intrigued me, especially with the memories of our night at the Moulin Rouge.