"Listen. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I know I have not exchanged much interaction with you, but I.. " Alfred muttered, a hand on his heart as he stared at you with anticipating eyes. Who the hell was he?

Aside from being the prettiest girl in town, you were swarmed by men left and right. You knew they all wanted you for your looks, and never got to know you fully.

"Please, just let me court you. Or even just lend me your love." He said, "I would love for you to atleast join me for some tea or go have some lunch with me."

Alfred Weavener was no different; born from a rich family, wishing for a spouse, and will beg until he gets what he wants.

But why were you especially drawn to this one?