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"bonjour, c'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer.(Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you)" I greet the prime minister.
"Vous parles françes? (You speak French?)" He says surprised.
"j'ai pris un cours il n'y a pas si longtemps. ( I took a class not so long ago)"
"You hear that Julien," he says to his son in a thick French accent.
His son was tall and handsome, he wore a navy-colored suit with golden buttons, the left side was decorated with 3 military medals.
"il est célibataire (he's single.)" the prime minister says, he finally lets go of the handshake and greets my dad.
"Please excuse him, he's eager for me to marry." His handshake is firm.
I take a small step forward because my feet hurt from the tall heels I decided to wear. I tried to set it down but my ankle didn't support my weight. I fall directly into him.
I couldn't help but laugh at my clumsiness.
"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry." I apologize through my laughter.
"Not to worry," he says laughing with me.
The cameras start clicking more than they were before. I catch a glimpse of the prime minister who watched it all happen. He winks and gives me a thumbs up.
"Nice move," my dad says clearly making fun.
"It was not a move, my toes are being smushed." I snap.
The night begins with live music and conversation. I seclude myself at the table. Nat was discussing future votes with the Senators and Sydney was off looking for 'hot french women'. Leaving Devin and me at the table alone.
"So you went to the National Cathedral school?" Devin asks me.
"Yeah for high school,"
"I went to Saint Alban's. I don't think I ever saw you," I could see he tried to remember.
"I was a sophomore when Syd was a senior," I say.
"Oh," We sit in awkward silence for a while. "We should dance," Devin offers his hand to me.
He leads me to the dance floor. The band was covering an old 60s song. He respectfully puts his hands on my ribs as he's too tall to hold any lower and I rest mine on his arms.
"so what do you do for work again?" I awkwardly ask not knowing what else to say.
"I invest in small businesses, I got lucky enough to pick some that turned into big corporations."
"And you're based in Minnesota?"
"Yeah, I like hiking. There's some pretty scenery out there so I decided to move,"
"Excuse me," says Julien, he was no taller than Devin but his muscular physique and military posture made him look like he towered over him. "May I dance with the lady," his accent wasn't as thick as his father's.
"Of course," Devin says, handing me over.
He places his hands on my ribs and starts swaying.
"I hope that wasn't your boyfriend," He says looking down at me.
"No, very far from it," I look over to Natasha, who was back at the table talking to Sydney.
"Good,"
"How are you enjoying the party Lieutenant Castex?" I ignore what he said and try not to be rude in my rejection,
"My name is Julien, Miss Phoenix,"
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The Presidents Daughter || NATASHA X FEM READER
Fiksi Penggemar"You haven't done anything wrong Y/N," Natasha says softly. "Then why are you acting like this? Why aren't you looking at me?" I raise my voice. "Because you are my employee because you are the president's daughter and I am a Senator. You have a bo...
