They say a successful marriage requires falling in love more than once, always with the same person.
Nadia has witnessed pain in various ways, even having her own share in the past. During a night where she thought she and the love of her life woul...
Btw, I only used google translate for this so please forgive me if there are any errors during that part :))
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March 21, 2025 - Monaco
I never saw myself as someone who was glamorous. Growing up in Turkey, we were never rich. Esma and I studied in a public school and I had to work on the side during college just to have enough funds to go to law school in Boston. Despite being on a scholarship, I had to save up for food, rent, and books.
When I became a lawyer, I wasn't the type to spend as well which I'm thankful for. The firm was within a walking distance from my apartment and most of my clothes were pieces that I could mix and match with one another. I've already saved up a lot but upon seeing the price tag of the dress Charles sent me, I couldn't help but curse at how expensive it was.
It was in the color black, matching the low heels I had on. The neckline was a simple halter top which exposed my back, the top part of the dress hugging my waist before flowing down until mid thigh. I'm glad he chose not to get me a dress that was extremely tight, especially with us going to a Japanese restaurant. I was a big fan of sushi and the loose bottom part of the dress wouldn't be restricting me from breathing normally.
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I was surprised when the owner of the apartment, Sir Henri, stopped me when I was walking across the lobby. He held the paper bag and passed it to me, showing a smile before saying, "Monsieur Leclerc left this for you."
I was currently fixing my make up and a few strands of my hair that had gone loose, my hair sleeked back with a low ponytail. We were expecting to be photographed tonight so I get the need to look good.
A knock came from the door and I knew that would be Charles. I grabbed my purse and made sure everything was set in the apartment before pulling the door open. He was dressed in black jeans, a white hoodie, and a black jacket over it. I raised an eyebrow at him when my eyes landed on his shoes and I didn't see his signature Converse. As I let my eyes roam over him, I felt him do the same to me, so I couldn't help but smirk at him when his eyes lingered longer on my legs.
"Ready to go?" He asked after clearing his throat.
"I should be asking you that." I teased as I stepped out of my apartment and locked the door behind me.
Charles glared at me when I turned back to him and I couldn't help but laugh. "Shut up."
Instead of heading to the basement parking, we went straight through the lobby. The confusion within me was answered when I saw his car already up front, a valet stepping out and passing him the keys. Ever the gentleman, Charles opened the door for me before heading to the other side as I rubbed my palms together, the exposed back from my dress not helping me with the night breeze.
