You are a young aspiring designer, your father is one of the heads of Dior. You moved to Paris from Manchester for his job. You have everything you could ever wish for, and more but deep down you wanna work for something that is only yours and in th...
Let's skip ahead a few days till Wednesday afternoon; I got home from work and started packing for the trip.
The past few days have been better and better. Even though Madam Blanchet made me do extra tasks since I was getting a day off, work was going well. Charles and I were on fantastic terms because of our deal.
Finally, the best part was being with Kylian. He always knew exactly what to do or say and brought a smile to my face each time. He made me more excited for this trip, and I couldn't wait to be with him for more than one night.
"Are you done packing?" Béatrice asks me as she walks past my door.
"Almost," I respond "you?"
"I'm done," she said, "tell me when I should call the taxi."
"In 20 minutes," I said.
I rushed to pack, and everything was perfectly packed and present. I rolled my luggage to the living room, where B and Bruna were lounging waiting for me.
"Did you call?" I asked.
"Yes, and he is coming," B answered.
"Great," I answered.
"Ney just texted me, and they just arrived at the hotel," Bruna mentioned.
"Why couldn't we go with them again?" B asked.
"Players only Plane," Bruna and I said at the same time.
"It's the PSG plane," I clarified.
"Wow," B said, "many I should have turned into a football player."
We both laughed and agreed that it might not work for her anymore.
"Alright," B agreed, "The taxi is downstairs."
We went down and got into the taxi to the airport. When we arrived, we were lucky enough to have customs be fast. We got on the plane and had the privilege of staying in first-class for this hour and a half flight.
After a quick snack and nap, the pilot announced, "Mesdames et messieurs nous allons atterrir à Nice. (Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to land in Nice.)"
I looked out the window to witness the sun setting on the horizon. It beams its golden rays onto a beautiful city filled with small buildings that hugged the coast. Their colours contrasted with the sea with a gorgeous blue that complimented the greenery around it.
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The streets had a bit of traffic, but all the bars across the shore were bubbling with life, and I couldn't wait to be up close and personal with everything there.
We headed straight to collect our luggage and then found a taxi to get to the hotel when we landed.
Seeing everything through the car windows placed me closer, and I could genuinely appreciate the details in things like the buildings, greenery, and people's emotions walking on the streets.
"Guys, I might move to Nice," I admitted.
"Count me in!" B said.
"And I'll visit you guys all the time," Bruna added.
We arrived at the Radisson Blu Hotel Nice. That stayed a convenient 10 minutes away from the stadium, where the guys would be playing tomorrow night.
The hotel was modern and sophisticated. It was full of people, but we could tell it was PSG staff based on the uniforms. Before long, the guys came to us as we sat around waiting on the lounge chairs.
"Oi Galera, (hi guys)", Ney said and hugged Bruna.
"How are you, guys?" I asked, referencing Ney, Thilo and Kylian.
"We are good, and you?" Kylian answered, resting his arms on my chair.
"We're good," I replied, "this place is so gorgeous."
"The view from the plane was incredible," B mentioned.
"Tomorrow morning, we'll be hitting the beach," Bruna said.
"You guys are lucky," Thilo said, "we are here to work and not enjoy it."
"We'll have a chance to do that, baby," B said seductively before planting a kiss on his lips softly.
"Guys, chill, we are still here," Ney said.
"Then I guess that we'll be going to our room since you can't handle a little PDA," B said.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I said before they rushed to their room.
"We should go too," Bruna said, "I guess we'll have dinner in the rooms."
"I guess so," I replied, "bye, guys."
"Bye!" Bruna said.
Kylian helped with my luggage, and we left for his room. We arrived at his floor, where I saw all his teams walking around.
"Do you all stay on the same floor?" I asked.
"Yes, and we play FIFA together at Presnel's room," he mentioned.
"That's so cute, will there be a game tonight?" I asked.
"Yes," he answered as we arrived at his door, "but I want to stay with you tonight."
I blushed and said, "you're adorable, you know that?"
"I try," he replied and opened the door, "welcome."
I walked inside, and his room was excellent; it had a giant king bed and big windows with a fantastic view of the beach and a bit of the city. The lights from the city reflected on the ocean, and the breeze flew through an open window, creating a lovely scenery.
"This is so beautiful," I commented as I got closer to stand in front of the window.
He came close to me and hugged me from behind, then whispered in my ear, "like you."
His voice sent goosebumps down my spine; I couldn't contain my smile or control the butterflies in my stomach. I turned around, still in his arms and kissed him deeply.
Just as I was about to remove his shirt, he stopped me and said, "you have to eat and rest; we'll have time for that soon."
"Alright, I'll try to behave," I said with a smirk.
"Good girl," he replied with a flirty tone.
I swear my clothes were begging to come out, but I was a bit hungry, so I might as well eat now. We ordered room service and had the meal on this small dining table that brought the food on.
There was a fun conversation going on as we watched a movie. It was fun being this relaxed with him.
After our meal, I went to take a shower and midway through, I heard Kylian come in.
"Can I join you?" He asked.
I peeked through the curtain to see him already in a robe, and I answered, "yes."
He got inside the shower, then began to ravish me with kisses on my neck and collarbone, then touched me in all the right places. I felt weak in the knees, and I craved more.
As the steam filled the air, I explored his body planted kisses behind his ears and down his neck. The tensions kept rising, so I asked, "should we take this to bed?"
