❝𝘼𝙥𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙨, 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a professional volleyball player and a supermodel found themselves living in the same hou...
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You thought to yourself, if you look at the ring any longer it might melt. But to you, it was simply the most exquisite ring you've ever laid your eyes on. Even if it's really not the most expensive or most beautiful.
"Okay I get it, you're in love darling," a voice of a man, well not exactly a man, spoke and brought you back from your reverie as he sat across you with a cup of coffee.
"And you're twenty minutes late, honey," you said with a light chuckle.
"You know what they say, better to arrive late than to arrive looking like a piece of crap."
"Oh Al, you and your pretty vocabulary coming out of your pretty lips."
"Touché darling," he said with a flick of his wrist and his lips in a pout as you chuckled again before taking a sip of your iced coffee.
It's been a while since you met with someone who works in the same industry as you. In fact it's been a while since you met any friend at all, even though you don't have that many friends.
"So," he started, composing himself. "You wanted to schedule a photoshoot for you and your fiancé."
