Alex Volkov
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You and Alex strolled through the upscale boutique, fingers loosely intertwined. You were just browsing—at least, that’s what you told yourself—until something caught your eye.
A sleek black watch, resting on velvet. Minimalist. Gorgeous. You checked the price tag.
“Forty thousand dollars?” you whispered, eyes wide. “That’s... insane.”
Alex looked over your shoulder, barely blinking. “Expensive to you,” he said coolly, stepping closer. “Not to me.”
You turned to him with raised brows. “Alex, that’s a down payment on a house.”
He smirked, brushing your hair behind your ear. “Then maybe I’ll buy you both.”
And just like that, the price tag didn’t seem so intimidating anymore.