Blossom tried her best to maintain her composure. She understood that it was just a cheek and there was nothing wrong with it. She looked at Uriel, who was still playfully smiling at her. She took the flowers, and she gave her sweetest smile to Uriel as she realized her plan again.

“Thank you, Uriel.” She told him which made him blush a little. Uriel placed his hand on her waist as if he was trying to tell anyone that he owned her.

“Oh my! Ms. Blossom, I'm thankful that you're available. My final model wasn't available, and she had an emergency.” The designer gave her a tight embrace. Blossom...