Five years later, Joseph and Florence have turned seventeen year olds, their relationship has grown and bloomed into something romantic, they have not started a proper relationship over what their parents have planned for them, they don't want to give their parents the satisfaction of their vision.
Florence was sat in her family room one early Friday morning, her servants brought her a fresh bowl of porridge with honey in it. Florence's parents were out of the house the whole day, her father at the factory and her mother was out shopping with her friends and was going to dine round one her friends home, they would both be home late but Florence was old enough to look after herself. As she ate her breakfast there was a knock at he door, a maid quickly stopped dusting a art piece of Queen Victoria and went to open the door, the warmth of the sun ran through the house and Florence put her porridge down and stood up quickly, her dad taught her to do that at a young age it had stuck to her. As she stood up and wondered who was at the door, a few seconds later Joseph came into the family room, he was wearing a pair of plain black pants and a white button up shirt with the top three buttons undone, Florence's eyes diverted to the undone buttons. Joseph noticed this and made a cough. Florence looked back up.
"Do sit Lord Turner" she said pointing to the sofa. "My mother and father are out all day so if you need them they are not home"
Joseph walked over to the sofa and the pair both sat down, there was a moment of silence as the two both looked at each other with loving eyes.
"Good morning Florence" Joseph said
Florence smiled "Good morning Joseph, what brings you here this morning?" she asked him
Joseph moved closer to Florence, Florence felt butterflies in her stomach.
"My darling Florence, I wanted to see you this morning, as a matter of fact I want to see you everyday, I think.." Joseph started
Florence put her hands on his cheeks and moved her face closer to his, their breaths matching with one another's
"Florence, I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you for years, you're always on my mind and I can never get you off it, you're all I want in a woman, you're smart, pretty, a pleasure to be around." Joseph said, his eyes filling with years
Florence moved her face closer their lips barely touching now
"Joseph, I love you too." Florence said going in for a kiss.
They both shared a loving kiss, Joseph put his hands on Florence, one on her right cheek, the other her waist, they shared a long passionate kiss until Florence broke the kiss.
"Oh Joseph, " Florence started the stood up quickly "Joseph oh no! What have we done?" She said in a panic "We aren't suppose to be like this yet" she said tears rolling down her cheeks
Joseph stood up immediately "Florence, calm down. We won't tell them, we can have our relationship in secret and only us will know"
Florence looked at Joseph and nodded then smiled "Alright Joseph" she said going to hug him.
The hugged each other and then looked up and each other they had both teared up as they were so happy to have shared this moment with each other, it felt like heaven.
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Devine: A Tale Of Betrayal
Historical FictionBased on my Victorian character i made Lady Devine name credits: @nolz_xox