[Daerin/Candyz] Lovers

Bella mia

[Warning]: Mature language, implied sexual content.

Danielle first met her one late afternoon, at a lesbian bar in Rome, Italy.

If Danielle's memory served her correctly, the girl wore a long classic dress. Her cat eyes half-closed, her hands held the bow with carefulness, dedicated to creating a deep roaring sound emanating from the cello hugged by both of her arms. The white light tube hanging on both sides spotlighted the performance stage; and the cellist's attractive neutral face hidden behind the hazy cigarette smoke caught her attention

Danielle was not actually a fan of classical music. However, when the cat-eyed woman's five slender fingers glided on the strings, she was so focussed that she thought her soul might be robbed and she was dismayed. Until the cellist finished her solo, disappearing behind the backstage, Danielle was still dumbfounded.

She met the charming cellist for the second time in Venice, during a weekend flower fair. Unlike the noble princess look she pulled off that day, the feline chose a white turtleneck with jeans, a beige manteau to keep herself warm, black combat boots and an artist-like beret. She seemed to love flowers, especially beautiful tulips. Danielle guessed so, as she saw her stopped in front of a flower shop and cherished them for a long time.

Perhaps the curly-haired Australian had risen in interest in her from that moment on. The moment when the charming cellist raised her head to give money to the florist and smiled to receive the colorful bouquet of tulips she made an effort in choosing.

Hence, the third time they met again, Danielle was no longer hesitant as she did believe in their fate. By the time the charming cellist's solo came to the end, she moved in front of her and stopped her from stepping any further into the backstage. the curly-haired Australian then took out a business card which was always placed in her purse as a friendly but also inviting offer.

In places like this, giving a business card meant "I want you to be with me tonight".

As expected, the charming cellist took it. Those slender fingers of hers were smooth and shiny as they lightly brushed against Danielle's tiny ones. She tilted her head with her brows raised, saying that her name was Vanessa Kang.

That night, Danielle didn't remember clearly which hotel they crashed in under the Italian skyline, intoxicated with new pleasures. It wasn't her first time, much less the charming cellist's. Danielle was 100% sure, because she was fucking skillful!!!

After starting a situationship with Vanessa, for more than three months she stayed in Italy, Danielle passed out in the feline's bed almost every night. Except for the fact that she was so in love with her charming cellist and almost threw the task of helping her company's branch solve the consumption problem into a forgotten corner of her mind, everything was fine.

And also except the fact that she was insanely captivated by the menthol cigarette scent that her charming cellist smoked. The addiction was getting way too serious; it took her nearly two weeks after returning to South Korea, searching for that brand, ordering, and burning it about thirty minutes everyday before going to bed to comfort herself.

Back to the present,

Danielle had just turned twenty-eight last month and in about two years, she would be in her 30s, let alone becoming an old and single auntie.

It's not like she's single due to the lack of money. After all, she's the Director of the Sales Department of a well known fashion company. Danielle's incomes were more than redundant for her to comfortably satisfy her desire to be a sugar mommy.

And also, It's not that she's single because she's an ugly witch. Please, the men out there who want to pursue her still had to line up. It's just that she had things for women, it's been like that since she entered college.