@ Imprinted
Vivian Pyre
"Didn't anyone ever teach you that dresses were made to be ruined? No, I've been sitting for an hour. I'll stand, but thank you." A smile pulled at her lips, and she curtsied, something she rarely ever did—except sarcastically—in Wichter's presence.
Nathaniel Wichter
His brows furrowed. "It'd be a shame for a lady like you to be reduced to a rich man's mistress, or worse, a poor man's wife. I shouldn't have come, I don't think." Not when the only thing she could ever be to him was a plaything, his soon-to-be marriage permitting.
November 4th, 2014 at 02:47am