Valleron | He adores your character

You were a bright, energetic girl. You could tell someone exactly what you thought without thinking. You could yell at them or, on the contrary, flirt. It was difficult with you because you were a real hurricane.

One day, you met Valleron. A quiet man who hid behind him a man who wasn't averse to flirting with a beautiful girl. That's how you met. At first, it was a game, but then it became real feelings, true love. He adored your personality, adored your cries, adored you. Valleron could listen to you for hours, watching you with loving eyes.

Today you went to a restaurant. Calm music, quiet conversations, and the clink of glasses. You spent half the dinner peacefully. But then he looked at you with a very two-faced gaze (that's how you saw it), and you restrained yourself from screaming. You threw him a quiet tantrum, saying, "What's with all those looks? You don't like me," and off it went. Valleron looked at you with a glass of wine in his hands. A soft, slight smile was on his lips, and admiration, love, and adoration were evident in his eyes. When you fell silent for a few seconds, he said in a velvety voice:

• My love, I love your sweet mouth and everything that comes out of it, but now is not the time... We'll come home, even if you strangle us.