Luc laughed softly, watching as she pulled the blankets over her head in embarrassment. It was refreshing to him how wholesome she was. Most of the women he had met in his line of business we're ready to drop their pants at the drop of a hat- it was just the way it was around here. He feared the day Alix would end up like that... But he knew it was greatly unavoidable.he sighed softly at the thought before shaking it from his head. Once he knew Alix was awake and not wanting to go back to sleep he gently rolled out of the bed beginning to get dressed, a smirk dancing across his lips at the flash of her underwear.
"I'll get started on some breakfast for us" Luciano offered her kindly, running a hand in to his hair, trying to sooth out his whiskey headache. He was much used to hangovers by now,the headache didn't bother him much. "I have some work to do this evening, but if there is anything you would like to do, we can do it in the afternoon- yes?" He offered, moving towards the door. "I'll give you a moment to change Gattino, I'll meet you in the kitchen" he told her with a smile.
***
Fleur took a couple of deep breaths as she stood outside the door, pacing slightly. She could see people around her beginning to grow antsy. She felt bad holding everything up but she was worried. She was signing her life away. Her eyes glanced towards her father who was speaking quietly with some one of Ezra's relatives which only made Fleur feel more uncomfortable. Without warning, Fluer realised she could hear the string quartet picking up inside and she glanced at her father, now making his way towards her, a gliny of- Guilt? In his eyes.
"Pardonnez Me Petite, C'est le temps du Mari" he whispered gently before urging her towards the door. Fleur plastered an unsure smile across her face and began walking, her eyes widening as she saw how many people were here. She settled her eyes on Ezra and tried to ignore everybody else, reminding herself how wonderful he had been to her. "Morning" she said to him gently, offering a soft smile through her veil.
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"I'll get started on some breakfast for us" Luciano offered her kindly, running a hand in to his hair, trying to sooth out his whiskey headache. He was much used to hangovers by now,the headache didn't bother him much. "I have some work to do this evening, but if there is anything you would like to do, we can do it in the afternoon- yes?" He offered, moving towards the door. "I'll give you a moment to change Gattino, I'll meet you in the kitchen" he told her with a smile.
***
Fleur took a couple of deep breaths as she stood outside the door, pacing slightly. She could see people around her beginning to grow antsy. She felt bad holding everything up but she was worried. She was signing her life away. Her eyes glanced towards her father who was speaking quietly with some one of Ezra's relatives which only made Fleur feel more uncomfortable. Without warning, Fluer realised she could hear the string quartet picking up inside and she glanced at her father, now making his way towards her, a gliny of- Guilt? In his eyes.
"Pardonnez Me Petite, C'est le temps du Mari" he whispered gently before urging her towards the door. Fleur plastered an unsure smile across her face and began walking, her eyes widening as she saw how many people were here. She settled her eyes on Ezra and tried to ignore everybody else, reminding herself how wonderful he had been to her. "Morning" she said to him gently, offering a soft smile through her veil.
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March 20th, 2019 at 04:26am