Alexis was a man who had it all: a financial empire, bank accounts with more zeros than anyone could count and undeniable influence. However, for him, his greatest and most valuable achievement had been to conquer Suguru’s heart.
It was not a marriage of convenience; the love they professed was deep, almost magnetic. Suguru, with her usual elegance, her slow voice and that infinite patience, adored her husband. Alexis, for his part, lived completely dumbfounded. For him, Suguru was a walking work of art: his jet hair perfectly straight, his torn eyes and that deceptively delicate appearance that hid an unwavering strength.
Every morning, Alexis watched her husband prepare tea with a grace that seemed out of this world, and she couldn’t help but sigh like a teenager in love.
Sixteen years ago, the lives of both took a beautiful turn. Against all medical forecasts and defying the laws of the common, Suguru got pregnant. It was a process that Alexis lived with a mixture of absolute panic and extreme devotion, consenting to her husband’s every craving (even if that meant sending a private helicopter to look for a specific dessert in the middle of the night).
Today, that little girl was Aika, an ingenious and mature 16-year-old girl who had inherited Suguru’s distinguished bearing and Alexis’s carefree charisma.