Flashback to New's time in Paris...
Heather POV
I had been staying at New's home in Paris for 3 days now.
He was kind enough to let me crash at his house.
I had stopped going to school and hadn't been around since I ran away in the dead of the night from Max's dorm.
I haven't been going out either scared that if Max sees me he'll take me away.
When New is not around I would explore his house and true to the reputation he was a rich heir. He was just studying in Paris for his Fine Arts studies he didn't need to get a house this big, with only him living in it.
Well, a house help comes in the morning but leaves afterward. In my time in a relationship with New, he has been gentle and nice to me. Although sometimes he bores me out, his face is to die for.
I walked the hallways sunlight seeping in the glass windows of the house. I never stayed long in New's room because he doesn't like people snooping on his things, from what I understand d within the 3 months we are dating he doesn't like touching people that much of course I was already an exception. And he doesn't want anybody touching his stuff. That much I can respect since he is very kind to me even if the whole school treats me like a slut.
I continued walking through the long corridors, the walls littered with paintings and expensive vases.
I am only a commoner from a perspective of a rich family and this place is like a castle to me.
New treated me like I was a princess, he gave me stuff and treated me like I was the most important woman ever. But we decided to break it off 5 months ago since we are so busy with each other's private lives and studies.
I came across a wide door at the end of the hall, a part of me telling me that I shouldn't open doors in the house but I got so bored that curiosity got the best of me.
Opened the doors with a loud creak and slipped inside.
It was a room with painting materials and canvasses.
My hands touched the surface of the canvasses, he is a talented artist. I smiled but fear crept in thinking I could not stay long.
I then heard the door shut looking back was New standing facing me.
"Oh? You were here."- New
"I'm sorry New I was just looking around I promised I didn't touch anything" - Heather
He walked towards me, he was already wearing his smock and some brushes in a box, carefully placing them down on the floor.
"Why are you crying? My belladonna?"- New
He wiped my tears that I haven't realized had fallen down my cheeks.
"I ...uh... " - Heather
"Tell you what since you are here can you model for me? I'll paint you"- New
"But I've got bruises and ..." - Heather
"All the more let's make it realistic" - New
He smiled at me then I nodded.
"Now off with the top, show me your soul Bella" - New
I got shy whenever he calls me that, that was his endearment to me way back then. I slowly took off my top with some bruises that are already healing.
"Don't be shy now, I love the way you are Bella, sit prettily in front of me please" - New
Compared to what New has done this would be a small thing so I smiled and posed in front of him, I took several hours in between breaks. And when we were finally done he draped a cloth over me to cover my exposed upper body. And invited me to dinner which he cooked by the way.
I changed into comfortable clothes and seated at his dining table.
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