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A unexpected encounter towards Mew Suppasit, a Mafia Boss, who had gone to Paris for a business. and, Gulf Kanawut, who had lived in Paris for such a long time
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_________________________ Mew's POV
P'Thorn: :Mew! The place is ready! The flowers are checked, the cake, no seafood, the lights and a romantic music 😉
:You better get that kid's heart or I'll break your legs
Alright, thanks for helping me:
I asked my brother to help me with the preparations. It's a good thing that the skies are turning dark with those stars and the moon showing nicely. Me and Gulf still didn't utter a word after he kissed me; it was still attached to my memory like a broken recorder. It keeps on repeating, making me smile unconsciously.
We had already arrived at the place; I had asked Gulf to wear the blindfold. I'm holding his hand now while leading him the way.
"Mew? Are you sure you're not going to murder me?" He asked, not sounding scared.
I chuckled. "Why would I do that, princess? I will kill myself before I even try to hurt you."
"From baby to princess, just how cheesy are you?"
"I don't know, you guess."
He hummed. I helped him avoid the root of a tree that's sticking out on the ground.
"You're cheesy, one hundred percent. Just what are you planning?" He asked, already sounding so impatient.
"If I tell you, then it wouldn't be a surprise, princess," I told him in a matter-of-fact tone. "Besides, we're already here," I whispered in his ear, making him whimper a little.
"Stay here," I told him. I let him stand at one spot while I ran towards the picnic blanket. I double-checked everything and was so happy to see that everything's in place.
"Mew? You didn't just leave me here, did you?" My Gulf asked with a nervous tone.
"No, princess. I'm here." I position myself and dust my clothes off. "Alright, you can take the blindfold off."
I got myself ready. His beautiful, slender hands got a hold of the clothing that was covering his eyes. He slowly untied the back of it and removed the clothing from his eyes. I saw the chocolate eyes that I will never stop staring at.
His eyes widen and spark as he roams his eyes around the place, a gasp leaving his beautiful, parted lips. I whistled and got his attention; he looked at me, and I handed out my hand. He smiled and placed his left hand on top of my palm. I rubbed my thumb softly on the back of his hand before leading him to sit down on the blanket.
"This is kind of cheesy," Gulf said while chuckling.
"I thought that it would be more romantic in your eyes," I told him. I took out some wine from the cooler and two wine glasses. "I also asked my brother to help me set this place up."
