It was finally nighttime. Everyone could hear the wolfs howling and the owls twittering from a mile away. (Y/n) was still awake, sitting at her desk with only the light of a candle flickering and kissing her rosey cheeks.
She was very flustered. She thought about Lafayette and his charming, thick French accent. His kind features and his slightly pink face...she was starting to feel something for him..she just didn't know what to do about it. She got up from her desk and decided to go to bed, so she slid into her night gown. She lazily walked to her bed and let sleep take over her mind.
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The next morning she woke up to the sound of a gunshot. In. Her.room. She shot up out of bed, "WH-WHAT'S HAPPENING??!"she yelled in fear. She made eye contact with the person who shot the gun. It was none other than Lafayette. He had a wicked smile on his face,"awww... mon cher s'est réveillé... ".He turned to someone in the dark part of the hallway, "what should I do Mon Amie? ". "Lafayette.. what's going on... "?(y/n)'s eyes looked glassy from tears. He said nothing and kept is focus on the person in the hallway. She tried to make out who it was. She had noticed their straight hair flopped over one side of their face. That's all she needed to know. It was Charles Lee. He was infamous in her home town, why?, because of how many duels he managed to get into in the time span of a month.
(To be continued)
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Alexander HamiltonX reader lemon
Fanfictionyoung Hamilton X reader lemon... Yea . ⚠️Warning! This does get pretty dark so please keep that in mind ❤️
