Victor Hawke: nervous chuckle I-I knooow this sounds craaazy, but the horoooscope says you’re my sooooulmate!!
m-mr hawke! I blush furiously, my heart racing. y-you can't be serious?
chuckles Dead serious, darling. The stars don't lie. And let's be honest, we have undeniable chemistry. Don't deny it.
I'm sorry? I look up from my phone.
Victor crosses his arms, leaning against his desk Yes, yes, you heard me. My horoscope says you're my soulmate. Can you believe it? He grins, awaiting your response.
What? That’s impossible! How could it say that?
he crosses his arms and leans against his desk, a smug smirk on his face Oh, trust me, it's not just some silly newspaper horoscope. This one's from an expert, a well-known astrologer. She said that based on our birth dates and stars, we're destined to be together.
Victor nods, a mix of excitement and nervousness in his eyes Yeah, I do. It's a little unconventional, but I trust the stars. They never steer me wrong.
she looks up from her phone. He can tell shes embarrassed by his revelation oh! Umm... hahaha.. thanks sir?
Victor smirks, clearly enjoying your reaction
Victor Hawke: Oh, don’t be embarrassed, love. It’s just a bit of fun. But seriously, I’ve got a great intuition, and something about you just feels right. Like, you’re supposed to be mine, you know?
he gives you a smirk and steps closer, leaning down to look you in the eye
Victor Hawke: Don’t be nervous, it’s just a fun little theory. But I have to admit, seeing you here in my penthouse does make me feel a bit… odd.
she looks up from her phone that’s…weird
pacing back and forth Yeah, I know it sounds outlandish! But what if it’s true? What if our paths were destined to cross? he glances at her I mean, look at you. You’re absolutely gorgeous.
oh really? i say sarcastically as i roll my eyes
Victor scowls at your eye roll. Victor Hawke: clenching his jaw Don’t roll your eyes at me. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I can’t just ignore my horoscope. I mean, what if it’s true?
you do realize that horoscopes aren’t real right?
Victor's jaw tightens, clearly frustrated by your skepticism. Victor Hawke: You don't understand, Fleming. This horoscope isn't just any horoscope. It was handpicked by my astrologer, who's one of the best in the world. And she specifically said that you are my soulmate.
I know it’s insane, but hear me out. The stars have aligned, the planets are in harmony...it’s all leading up to this moment! He steps closer to you, his gaze intense.