MAD MARY

💀 CHAPTER SEVEN | TODD

"Hello my favourite people!" said a tall and dashing piece of handsome.

"Todd!!" Melody chanted with joy.

She put her arms around the waist of the man at the door. He picked her up, gave her a kiss on the cheeks and dropped her back on solid ground as gently as he could. His biceps stood out from his black denim as he put down the six year old.

Todd was a thrilling figurine the modern woman would smile at if placed on a shelf nearby. He was a picture-perfect six foot two. His skin was white but not as snow. He was a bit tanned yet not browned up so much.

Todd though a lawyer, also had a YouTube channel where he tutored men on style and fashion sense. Hence the aura of designer clothing from cotton, leather, shoe, gloves to jewels and perfume. Though he shielded no swords nor rode horses, he was enchanting to look upon in the eyes of any 21st century princess.

He looked entirely dashing in his simplicity. It spoke wealth and class.

A mauve coloured T-shirt slept on his chest, wide enough to be called god-like. A well-trimmed denim jacket covered his arms and shoulders. The jacket sat upon the extra length of the T-shirt which slapped the black jean trousers wore. Brown Timberland boots that stopped at his ankles hid his feet in the most boyish way possible. Rings black in colour wrapped a few of his fingers in circles and hoops on both hands. An outstanding silver ring with a mini skull stood out on the thumb of his left hand. Two chains, both silver dangled from his neck. One beaded spatially by black stones sat close enough to his collar. The length of the other came to a halt just before below his chest. It had a simple pendant. A lion's head that had little rubies for eyes.

Todd's head to toe spoke Ralph Lauren, Versace, Givenchy and Giorgio Armani in clothing, jewels and even perfume.
His dress up seemed to be that of a billionaire's spoilt son or some freaky teenager who loved his cigar but his face spoke the other.

Mary's eyes were stuck on his face.

Admiration began to turn to something else.

Todd's face was calm with charm, smooth with cool and made fine by pretty. His hair was dark and looked lush by sheen at its ends. His hairline crept just above his forehead, kissed his nape and cut creative corners on the sides of face, just below his ears. Other hair called beard seemed shaved but appeared in smooth lines and carved traces below his chin and above his lips. His nose was a suitable piece to his face. Lips thin were set between pink and the colour nude. Jawline expressed the soul of a model. His eyebrows were carved and manly as they should be. Lashes lurked around green eyes just like Mary's. Bright green eyes.

Three brown Louis Vuitton travelling bags stood by him. One mini, one maxi and one medium sized. All on little black rollers.

He smiled and Mary's heart made a thump. She had experienced that feeling before for someone else. She squeezed her gown in attempt to calm her heart.

The thump and an uncomfortable feel came up again when she heard Todd's bass drenched voice. She had felt that before but for whom?

Mary was on the verge of getting lost again until Alice's voice hit her ears in a shriek.

"Todd!! My favourite brother-in-law!" she screamed.

"Aunt Alice!" Todd hugged Alice like a bear would hug its prey.

"Come on now! Aunt? You should call me Alice." Alice complained.

"You're my big brother's wife and my big brother's so old he could be my father!" Todd said.

Everyone laughed.

Richard rolled his eyes.

Mary just stared.