❦ 𝙇𝙖 𝙋𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 ❦

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˜”*°• La Papessa •°*”˜

"Good morning, milady."

Morning comes and Luca welcomed (Y/n) to her new office. (Y/n) nodded her head in acknowledgement. Her eyes then stared at the stack of papers on the table.

"So, sorting through documents is my job."

It was more like a statement than a question since sorting through articles was not foreign to her. (Y/n) was actually the one doing her father's paperwork with the help of Sumire while Mondo was out everyday 'protecting the island' as he would state it.

"Yes. All the other members of Sword are already out on their patrol." The valet informed, he may be calm and collected as he appeared to be but on the inside he was squealing like a high school girl.

"Everyone's looking out for you."

"Oh..?"

"Well, in light of Papa's announcement last night, we figured you might need some time to think by yourself."

After he said that, (Y/n) frowned. Her eyes stared at the ground. From Luca's angle, she looked even more beautiful, the way her hair rested on her shoulders and how her eyes gleamed when stares at him.

That's when he covered his mouth with his gloved hand as he realized her somber mood, the valet then quickly tried to soften the atmosphere as he ran out of the room to make some limonata for her.

"How sweet of him."

She smiled, as she looked at where he left. (Y/n) started to approach her desk, she grabbed a paper and read its contents, when a knock interrupted her.

"Enter."

Then Libertà entered the room.

"Ciao, (Y/n)-sama."

She raised a brow at him.

"Libertà? What are you doing here?"

"Here."

Her attention was then caught by a pink shell. It was pretty, but his actions intrigued her even more. The heck was he giving her a pink shell? Out of boredom perhaps?

"It's beautiful, Libby."

The blonde was caught off guard by the sudden nickname. Did she just call him, Libby? Then his face turned red, a blush spread across his cheeks.

"I-I picked it up when we w-were unloading this morning."

He stuttered out while rubbing his neck. The reason why he picked it up was because it immediately reminded him of her, beautiful, delicate yet sturdy at the same time.

"Are you worried about me because of yesterday?" She teased as she smirked. (Y/n) took a step and leaned close to him.

Her voice broke him out of his daze. "Huh? Uh...yeah..." Libertà sheepishly scratch his cheek. She was so close. Just imagine the blonde at the brink of exploding from being too close from her.

She giggled and moved away from him, much to his dismay. Men nowadays are so easy to tease, especially fresh boys like him. (Y/n) ruffled his locks and stared intently at his turquoise colored eyes.

"Dont worry your pretty little head, I'll be fine." She reassured him.

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"I'm one hell of a woman, after all."