Dandy, Rich and Reckless.
J. Wintour is everyone's cup of tea.
Despite all the worldly pleasure, the pile of cash, champagne and diamonds, something is still missing.
There's more to fame and affluence.
"An Eccleston huh. Look, everyone knows y...
Smooth...everything between me and Martina was nothing but a taste of heaven. A relationship where trust, loyalty and most importantly, patience is the foundation.
A good friendship. We do understand each other very well.
She opens a lot to me. Tell me every little thing about her days...I, on the other side, may not say much but I always make her feel and honestly do listen to every thing she said. My mother adored her so much which only stirred more passionate feelings within me.
Can I keep her?...
Just thinking about her drew a smile on my face...
Her silly questions.
The dwarf muffins that we're both now obsessed about...
Flirting first thing in the morning and before going to bed.
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Martina...
"Hey, Lord Wintour Di Mercier, stop daydreaming. I dunno which of the Eccleston sisters is making your face muscles work that way, but really...are you serious about keeping both of them?"
I adjusted my weight and sternly eyed Rupert. My business partner looked quite serious about his question too. I crossed my arms and heaved a sigh;
"I suppose for a while. The one who occupies my penthouse needs security...it's pretty much temporary as how she implied it. I'm just giving her a helping hand. While the other..."
Once again, I sighed.
"...Is a different story."
He finished my sentence before sipping from his glass of wine.
"You know mate,"
He started off with his crisp cockney accent;
"I see two different worlds regarding these ladies you're dealing with. Call me bias but it is proper to deal with the younger one. The older one is a walking trouble. If you don't let go of her rightaway, she'll give you a heck of a headache...probably a heartache too."
Rupert lingered his eyes on me as he sipped again from his glass. I bit my lip and nodded at his comment. Until a presence made us both face a certain direction.