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...
I glanced at the clock and watched him from a distance...
20 minutes before the strike of midnight.
The prince watched me as I properly arranged the pillows on my bed and fixed everything in its proper place. This very spot where all our suppressed feelings took action a while ago. He flicked the ashes from his black cigarette still in calm silence; his eyes not leaving me.
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I smiled when I gave him a quick glance. After fixing everything, I settled myself on the vanity table while he was sitting on the window sill, while finishing his final stick. Hopefully.
Oppa never smokes. Only when he's really stressing over something. I didn't have to guess...
He's been away for almost a week. I'm sure this is about the monarch thing.
The nonchalant look on his face only made me worry. If this is what he was trying to project then it isn't working...
WhatIsee now is the man I love in deepturmoil. Evenourpassionate love making a whileagowastingedwith anger and frustration.
Releasingtension.
Also he was so needy, demanding assurance of my lovetowards him. Asked me again and again tosayhowmuchIlovehim...
So his presence here meant something else.
"Martina,"
I smiled at him and followed his elegant strides towards me, by sight.
He pulled a chair, placed it in front of me and sat on it. He held my hand and stayed silent for a minute or two. His hand gently massaging mine but I can feel the tension radiating on me.
He spoke in French.
His tone was sad, his face was a nothing but sullen.