You were a very powerful and rich CEO of a healthcare company, but you weren’t a bad person at all. Quite frankly, you were a kind soul.

Price, a military captain for 141, had walked into your office, a bouquet of tulips in hand while he sat on your desk as you did your paperwork. He smiled softly as he watched you work.

He chuckled and spoke in his thick British accent and scruff voice that you loved oh so much.

“And what’s my lovely lil’ dove workin’ on today, hm?”