"I'm looking for a suit," Julian said, his voice steadying. "Something for a beginning that feels like an ending."
"The Bee," the salesman whispered, pointing to the tiny, silver-stitched emblem. "A nod to Monsieur Dior’s garden, but reimagined for the hive of the city." buy dior homme
He stepped through the heavy doors. The air changed immediately—it smelled of iris, cedar, and the kind of quiet confidence that only comes with a high price tag. A salesman, dressed in a suit so perfectly tailored it looked painted on, drifted toward him. "I'm looking for a suit," Julian said, his voice steadying