Hard Time's

has anyone ever written anything for you?

Before you can leave she catches your wrist she stares at your hand. 'If I were to say I didn't wish to be naked in front of you....would you force me?' she looks up at you and you see how vulnerable she is. You shift and carefully place yourself on her lap. 'No, I'd never force you to do anything that would make you uncomfortable.' you look into her eyes. 'Id never do anything to cause you pain.' her lip twitches and she watches you carefully. She leans in and you capture her in a long slow passionate kiss.

When she comes home that night you are as good as your word and you've dressed up for her in a simple sleek red dress. You've decided to tap in for the full romance experience and why not she deserves it. When she enters you smile another hard day at the look on her face. She smiles at seeing you. 'Come.' you lead her over the rose petals to the candlelit dining room. 'You have been busy.' she compliments and you pull out her chair for her and pour her wine. She takes the opportunity to check out your breasts since you are leaning so close. 'Dinner is almost ready.' you kiss her cheek.

As you leave to get dinner sorted she stares after you trying not to smile you've made her happy and the warmth builds in her heart. You serve carbonara for you both you've never really had a proper date before. You decide not to bring up recent events and instead ask her to recount a story she told you before. 'I told you that one.' You laugh. 'I know but it's my favourite of your gala's.' The baroness chuckles. You ask her about future projects and just like hearing what she has to say and she compliments your food. You don't tell her a hooker you shared a flat with taught you and it's your only recipe.

When you both finish you gather the plates but she stops you. 'I have staff for that come with me I want to show you something.' she stands lifting her wine, you grab your glass too. Taking your hand she leads you upstairs and down a corridor, you have never been in the place is massive to be fair. She stops at a painting lifting a key from the top of the frame and unlocking the door. You follow her in and she turns the light on. Immediately your eyes go to the object covered by the white sheet. Dropping your hand she pulls the sheet revealing a grand piano and sits her glass on top.

You watch her stretch her fingers. 'It's been a while I might be a little rusty.' she sits down at the piano and starts playing the most beautiful sound. You sip your wine taking in her beauty as she plays it's like you're in a trance. You go to a nearby chaise lounge and lie down watching her. She's so beautiful and so talented and you're so lucky she's yours. Her fingers move with a delicate grace she's the most elegant woman you've ever met and she deserves the world. Not any of what she was forced to endure.

The sound eventually comes to a stop. 'That was enchanting.' you whisper. 'I didn't know you played?' The Baroness smiles over at you. 'Before I was married, my husband didn't approve and insisted I find a quieter hobby. That's when fashion became my focus.' she sips her wine. 'He shouldn't have done that.' you say holding back anger. 'I wish I'd been there then.' The baroness smirks. 'I don't think you were even born then.' You blush a little. 'I'm here now.' you stand and cross to her. 'Do you know, Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For You?' The Baroness tilts her head and then starts playing, you sing and you are actually quite good.

"Has anyone ever written anything for you

In all your darkest hoursHave you ever heard me singListen to me nowYou know I'd rather be aloneThan be without youDon't you know...."

The song draws to a close and she plays the final note, sitting down beside her and pressing a kiss to her cheek. 'I was younger than you are now when I married him.' she talks to you. 'Why did you marry him?' She smiles. 'I was a fool and he was charming at first. Many were I was a great beauty many a man sought my hand they wanted to claim me for their bed.' she says bluntly. 'Are.' you interrupted and she looks at you. 'Are a great beauty.' you correct her. The baroness smirks and gets up and grabs a book blowing the dust off it she hands it to you and sits beside you.