They checked into the luxurious hotel, and Roselyn's eyes widened in awe. The opulent lobby, adorned with crystal chandeliers and marble floors, exuded elegance. Their luxury suite boasted a breathtaking view of the Eiffel Tower, its iron latticework gleaming in the sunlight.
Roselyn's excitement was palpable as she gazed out the window, her hands grasping the sill. "This is stunning!" she exclaimed.
Alexander smiled, his eyes crinkling, as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm glad you like it."
After refreshing up, Alexander's phone buzzed. He answered, listening intently before responding.
"Okay, give me five minutes; I'm coming." He hung up, his expression apologetic.
Roselyn's brow furrowed. "Where are you going?"
Alexander hesitated. "I have an important meeting. It might take the whole day. Sorry."
Roselyn's tone turned wry. "What else can we expect from you?"