All In a Day's Work

All In a Day's Work

It was a lovely fall day, the weather was slightly chilly, the sun was shining bright, and there was a slight breeze. Victoria had just finished her last college course of the day and was eager to get home. It was a Thursday, and each Thursday her family has dinner together, something that she thoroughly enjoys. Thursday family dinners were usually the only time that her and her brothers, one older than her and one younger than her, saw their mother and their grandmother, as both were usually drowning in work related to the Devereux family business, which has been around for generations. Victoria's home was an old, Britain-styled classic mansion that had belonged to her family for generations. Many of the rooms were still decorated with antique furniture, and only a few rooms had been modernized, such as the kitchen, a few amenities in the bedrooms and the 'playroom' in which the Devereux children spent a majority of their time while at home. The Devereux home was just outside Nice, France in the rural countryside, alongside of a few wealthy neighbors, if you count someone who lives over one hundred acres away from you a neighbor that is. Victoria parked her black Range Rover in the garage that was connected to the long driveway leading the Devereux house, by a smaller driveway that connected directly to the garage, while the main driveway curved in front of the main entrance to the home, before leading back towards the road, making the driveway a long U-shape. Victoria entered her home through the door that connected to the garage, being greeted enthusiastically by the three family pets, a German Shepard named Max, a black and white pitbull named Oreo, and a white and grey striped cat named Meatloaf. Meatloaf rubbed her body against Victoria's legs, while Oreo and Max jumped up on Victoria, resting their front paws on her hips, waiting for her to pet them in greeting.

"Oh good, you're home," Victoria's mother, Tori said as she walked into the mud room, "Dinner will be ready in an hour, so get cleaned up beforehand. What time is your friend coming over?"

"Cassie will be here about fifteen minutes before dinner is to be served," Victoria answered her mother, as she greeted her dogs with scratches behind the ears, until they were satisfied, and bounded out of the room to find someone else to bother for attention.

"And how did Ryan take the break up?" Victoria's mother asked, referring to the fact that Victoria had just broken up with her boyfriend of two and a half years, Ryan, the night before.

"He didn't take it well, he was actually very upset, but I just told him that there was nothing he could do about it, I just didn't love him anymore," Victoria explained to her mother.

"So I take it that you didn't tell him about Cassie then,"

"No, you know how Ryan is, he's extremely homophobic, and believes that bisexuality isn't real. I wasn't about to tell him that I was leaving him because I want to be with someone else, especially because that someone else is a girl," Victoria explained. Her brothers, mother and grandmother had known ever since she was in high school that she was bisexual, and despite the fact that many people would disapprove of a Devereux being anything but straight, her family never had a problem with her sexuality, always fully accepting her. Ryan, her now ex-boyfriend, however, was raised in an extremely homophobic family.

Ryan Delacroix is French royalty. He's the youngest son of the king's brother. So while he has royal blood in him, the media and the rest of France doesn't focus on him nearly as much as they focus on the children of the King, because the likelihood that he'll ever take the crown is remotely small. However, Ryan, along with the rest of his brothers, were raised alongside of his cousins, meaning he believed in what the rest of his very religious family believed in, and that included being homophobic, which was why Victoria never told him that he was bisexual.