"And then one day we meet a person. Without even wanting it, she becomes our best story".
The story of when I met my idol, and how I went from fan to soul mate.
*This story is fiction, even if it is based on real people it is not reality*
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This morning we woke up quietly and went to town to buy a nice dress for tonight. Fortunately, as Monaco is a city of wealth, there are several stores that offer gala style dresses. I tried a lot of them, but I decided to go with a red dress, obviously to wink at Ferrari, which is long, tight at the top with a slight neckline and a little flared at the bottom. For my hairstyle I decided to simply curl my long hair, and for my make-up I'm opting this time for a little more elaborate make-up: a little line of liner on my eyes, and beautiful red lips to recall the color of my dress. I obviously put on a pair of heels so that my outfit is perfect.
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Charles is due to pick me up in a few minutes, so I'm already going down to the lobby. He arrives a few seconds later. He parks his car in front of the hotel and comes to meet me in the lobby. He wears a black suit with a white shirt and a black tie and his hair is styled to perfection.
Charles: Emma you are magnifique. (beautiful) Emma: Thank you Charles, you too are very handsome.
He holds out his arm to escort me like a real princess to his car. This time he took another Ferrari, the matte black 488 Pista Spider with the Monegasque flag. I can't imagine I'm going to sit in this car. I've seen him drive it so many times leaving Grand Prix hoping to see it in person one day. And today I'm going to sit in it to go on a date with him. I'm in a dream.
We arrive in front of the restaurant which is very chic. We will sit at the table, where of course Charles comes to pull the chair for me so that I can sit down. This man is truly a gentleman. We drink a little wine, but in moderation, since he is driving. The evening passes at an incredible speed. The feeling between us is so intense that we never stop talking to each other. We always have something to talk about or something to laugh about. I feel like I've known him for years. Spending this kind of evening with him is so pleasant. I don't have to think about what I say, because he puts me totally at ease. He really is sweeter than what he lets appear in front of the cameras. He may have that "bad boy" image at times, but he's one of the most respectful men I've ever met.
When we leave the restaurant he notices that I am cold and gives me his jacket. It's this kind of little detail that makes my heart capsize. We walk towards the car when several people come to get a picture with Charles. In these people, there are many young women who are very pretty. I'm starting to realize that outside of the fairy tale that I'm living, Charles sees a lot of women all the time who are very beautiful and I don't understand why he's interested in me.
Emma: How do you not succumb to all those beautiful girls? Charles: What do you mean? Emma: Every day there must be lots of girls who come to take pictures with you, who are so happy to see you and who would give anything to be able to talk to you. And I can't even imagine the number of girls who must talk to you in Insta's DM. Charles: Yes there are a few fans who write to me but I don't take it seriously. Emma: But how come you're interested in me when you can have any girl? Even super beautiful models etc. Charles: Because I like you. I've already told you, in addition to your physique which is more than attractive, especially in this magnificent dress, you have a golden personality and that's what I like above all. I don't want to date a model because she's beautiful, but then she doesn't have a conversation.
He walks up to me, looks me in the eye, and puts his hand on my cheek.
Charles: I want you. You and only you.
He gently presses his lips to mine, causing me to have thousands of belly butterflies. His kiss is languorous and so pleasant. Our kiss becomes more intense and our tongues meet. When our mouths part, he places a final kiss on my forehead.
Charles: Are you okay if we go home? It's getting late and it's starting to get a bit cold with all that wind. Emma: Yes of course.
Charles accompanies me to the front of my hotel. But before letting me go, he kisses my lips again. This man is driving me crazy. To make this evening even more perfect, he comes to open the door of his car and gives me his hand to help me down. He is careful that I am back inside the hotel before leaving.
I go up to the bedroom and tell my evening to Chloe, who explodes with joy. Everything seems too good to be true. Looks like Charles has no "red flag", he's my ideal man. I feel like deep in my heart I'm starting to have feelings for him. I tell myself that everything is going very quickly, but I already feel a few things for him. And I imagine so is he, after all, he's done and said tonight.
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The next day we decide to go to the beach and join Leo to eat in a small restaurant next to the beach. We haven't seen him for a few days, so we are very happy to see him again.
Obviously, Chloe didn't know how to keep her tongue in her pocket and tell Leo everything that happened between Charles and me. His reaction only confirms that Charles is the perfect man for me.
Leo: I'm really happy for you. Especially for Charles because since his father's death it's been complicated and he didn't want to get close to a lot of people. I think he's afraid of losing people who are dear to him, so he thinks that the less he has, the better. It means he really likes you if he gets close to you. Emma: For the moment everything is perfect and I'm like in heaven.
We eat quietly and go for a walk along the water's edge. Chloe and Leo are talking together and I'm a little lost in my thoughts. I think back to everything that has happened for a week since we arrived in Monaco. This holiday will change my life forever. And I can't fathom that all of this happened just because Leo came to talk to us on our first night because we were alone. Without him, none of this would have happened.
I hear a ringtone coming from my phone. I see it's Charles calling me.
Emma: Hi Charles. Charles: Hello, how are you? Emma: Well and you? Charles: It's okay. What are you doing? Emma: I walk along the beach with Chloe and Leo why? Charles: I was wondering if you would like to come to a little party at my house tonight. Chloe is invited and Leo is too. Emma: Yes it can be nice. Charles: Perfect I can't wait to see you again. For all the time info etc I'll send you a message after. Emma: Alright. I too can't wait to see you again. Charles: Can't wait to see you too.
