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Chapter 7
•Narrator•
Alonzo thought he could get away from her that fast? She doesn't think so. Ever since he embarrassed her, all because that old bastard Simon of his, she made it an effort to get him back all my life. But who is this bitch sitting with him?
"Well, Alonzo I see you haven't changed have you?" She said.
"Delilah, why the hell are you in my presence?" he said seething with anger.
"Ooo, a little fiesty aren't we? Haha and who is this... thing? Have you no decency? Can't you see I'm talking to-"
"Excuse me, Little Miss Acne but you have no business coming up to me talking like that. If you want to make a scene, you could haul your ass to the corner with your disoriented face looking like you promote Meals on Wheels. Have YOU no decency? Do NOT confront me like that ever again do you hear me?! You'll regret it next time." And with that she got up an left.
"Alonzo!! How could you leave me hanging like that? Alonzo! ALONZO DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE! ALONZOOO ALONZOOO!!!!!!!"
I will get him no matter how I try! She thought as she stormed out of the Farmer's Market.
"Yo Miss Crazy! Say Hi to Instagram!"
"I'M NOT CRAZY!!" She yells as she storms out of the store.
•ALONZO•
Ugh! Where did that heathen come from? And how could she single-handedly make Marjorie angry like that? I've never even thought about her small frame ever lashing out on someone like that. I have to admit... It's quite sexy on her...
"Marjorie, I'm so sorry about that." I said when I caught up to her.
"Where did she even come from?! Who was she, and why did she come at me like that?! She needs to know her place before I make it known." She rants.
As she continues, I take the chance to caress her face with my hands and bend down to her level...
"Marjorie, calm down. I'll make it an effort for you not to see her again, okay?"
"Okay" she sighs and looks into my eyes... I slowly lean down and take her lips onto mine.
She was shocked at first, but then she kissed back. I had to hold back the lust I was feeling for her so we could get back to the car.
She pulled back and said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't... I" she was interrupted by my lips once again.
"No need to be sorry, I was waiting for this." I said while rubbing her bottom lip with my thumb. She simply blushed and almost turned away, but instead looked up at me with her beautiful eyes.
A Few Hours Later
After that scene at the Farmer's Market, she seemed to blush more everytime she passed me, and I made it an effort to stare more intensely.
Finally, I decided I couldn't take it anymore and called her into my office.
"Yes, Alonzo?" She said with that sweet voice of hers.
"Come, sit we need to talk."
"Okay, what is it?"
"I just- Marjorie, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, whenever I see you or hear your voice, my soul fills up with every essence of you. I can't not think of you every second, and I just want you to be mine and I-" By then I felt her hands wrap around me and put her lips on mine.
"I want to be yours too."
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Home Alone
RomanceMarjorie Émelie a French maid lands a job with a famous Italian journalist Mr. Alonzo Peligrino. Will she let her guard down for her new boss? Or will she keep her head high and vulnerablility low?