song: Lana Del Rey - young and beautiful
France; Paris
Ronald Rivers was a charming young man. He was a son of old money and a grandson of a Royal King.
He was prince of France and was set to marry off to a wealthy girl named Elizabeth Ortega. He was determined to marry this woman in order to please his father and grandfather, but that all changed one summer night when he stumbled across a woman named Amélie Carlsen.
A noble French woman who grew up as a street girl that sold nothing but bread and pastries for a living. She may have been from the lower class but she was magnificently beautiful. Her strong blue eyes as blue as the morning sky.
Her tan like skin that'd glow in the French sun. Her rosy cheeks as red as Rose's.
Her dark chocolate hair that'd turn golden in sunlight was what drawn the young woman to him.
He was captivated by her beauty and often found himself drawing her, sculpting her as if she were his muse.
He didn't know what this feeling was but he knew he was obsessed.
He'd find himself watching her dance along the streets of Paris. Watching her twirl and skip, doing all sorts of ballet dances.
He was in love with another woman. And he never dared to speak it out loud to his father.
Let alone his grandfather who had hand picked the woman he'd marry.
He was conflicted one evening as he walked the streets of Paris. It was a late evening and the day has barely began. He was drinking his sorrows away along with his love for this beauty.
A beauty he could never have or thought he could.
Resting on one of the park benches, he drank until the bottle of wine ran up and he stared into the beautiful night sky.
That was until he saw a figure dancing around the shoreline of the sea.
His muse.
Walking up behind a tree he watched her as she hummed softly to herself. He was so in love he'd find himself smiling at her.
That was until she noticed him and offered a small hello.
The two young ones began talking about everything they could think off in the late night. They'd sit on the sandy beach watching the waves crash into one another as they'd lay upon each other.
He was in love.
And so was she.
But the two knew they could never be together, all because of class and status.
He was a Prince.
And she was a noble woman.
The two would never be able to live a life they'd imagine together.
So they swore to meet up every Wednesday night at the old cabin of the lake.
They'd dance together, sing together. He'd even paint her portraits of herself and hang them in their little cabin. They were madly in love.
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Romance{completed} Mikaili Rivers married to Benson Roosevelt a business man that worked 24/7. She was chief of cardiac surgery and was the daughter of the infamous past model Amélie Rivers. She had everything except love. Her relationship with her husband...
