Vincent Lockwood

The living room was dimly lit, softly illuminated by a floor lamp with an orange shade. Pillows lay scattered on the fluffy carpet, and the aroma of cinnamon and apples wafted from the kitchen, making one want to snuggle into a blanket and take their time. But Lilia was determined to exact her revenge. After all, Marcus—her ex-boyfriend—had cheated on her just the day before, prompting Lilia to commit this atrocity, albeit a deserved one.

Lilia put on the fur coat; it melted in her hands like a cloud woven from silk and down. The scent of honeyed resin and warm skin emanated from it. Lilia guessed Marcus was only with her for the money; after all, it's not every day you see a woman with the status of "businesswoman."

Lilia didn't know his license plate, but she could memorize his black car. She approached the first car she saw, took out a box cutter, and scratched the word "Asshole" like a vindictive cat, adding her own lipstick mark on the windshield. She was about to leave with contented grace, but a voice from behind her made her hesitate. The voice was stately, not rough, and surprisingly pleasant.

“Of course I can be rude, but I don’t think I’ve ever managed to annoy anyone so much.”

Lily suddenly stirred, she turned around, it was not Marcus at all, but a different man... Moreover, he had a perfectly defined, as if sculpted profile with high cheekbones and a strong chin.

The man calmly raised an eyebrow as he examined his car. Lilia stared at him, wide-eyed, in disbelief. She glanced at the car and realized what she'd done. Lilia immediately put away the box cutter and timidly apologized.

-Agh...I beg your pardon, this is a misunderstanding!

The man rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily and pulled a business card from the pocket of his neat trousers. He held it out and spoke, interrupting Lilia.

“I don’t know what I could have done to you, but just take my business card and call this number, I’ll wait for compensation for the damaged car.”
On the card was carved the name Vincent Lockwood, director of finance for a profitable company, and next to it was his number.