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I find myself walking into this beautiful young lady. Her hair a sort of dirty blonde with ringlets that framed her smooth looking skin. Her eyes a shade of light blue and her lips the colour amaranth.
"You know, you should really pay more attention as to where you are walking, sir." The woman said as she re-organises her her floral top and brown little clutch that had a scarf loosely wrapped around the strap, she also wore boot cut jeans and a pair of brown heeled boots that matched her bag.
"Yes, you're right...however if I was to do that I'm afraid I wouldn't of met you" I smile at the girl, looking into her eyes. There was something different about this girl.
"My name is German Castillo by the way, and yours is?" I offer my hand.
"Angeles Carrara" she smiles sweetly taking hold of my hand and gave it a shake. Her hand felt so small in mine, yet so warm where as mine were cold.
"Well Mr. Castillo it was nice to meet you, now I must be on my way"
"Wait...could we possibly meet again?"
"Uh I'm not sure, look I really must go" the blonde goes past him unaware her scarf had dropped to the floor.
"wait! ....wait! you've dropped this" I shout after her but she was already gone. I could smell her strong perfume that clung to her scarf. It reminded me of a summers day.
I decided to sit on the nearest bench then, I pulled my phone out to check the time it was still early. Sighing to myself I stare at the fabric between my hands, smiling, I now had a reason to see Angeles again.
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the millionaire and the mysterious young lady
Fiksi PenggemarGerman is a millionaire who lives in Argentina in his mansion with his friend/business partner ramallo and olga who cooks and cleans. he gose out one day to the park where he bumps into a young lady and suddenly falls in love with her. They were loo...
