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Doreen's Is Mine!
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“Stay back! A place like the Manor won't be infected by fucking a pauper's presence!” That harsh utterance of words elicited from no one's lips other than Maria.In front of the beautiful penthouse that belonged to Lloyd Williams, a red G-Wagon, and a posh dark limousine were parked in front of it. Already occupying the driver's seat of the limo was a well-dressed chauffeur, and at the back was the second son of Charlie Williams, and Maria.The classy car parked behind it had a chauffeur, and also… Francess D'Arcy.“I understand, Young Mistress.” The red-haired maid Octavia bowed decorously, and in the next instant, the tires of the expensive cars drove out of the compound.Octavia's eyes caught a glimpse of the beautiful brown-haired lady seated at the back. The silk frontal bangs of her hair did shield her eyes, but not her tears.The maid surely saw them, and it heightened her suspicion about Francess. About everything entirely.Since she accompanied Maria to the ballet tryouts th
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The richest couple throughout Europe were dressed so exquisitely that Mary failed to control her jaw from dropping in shock. It wasn't too surprising they knew Charlie Williams but…But their presence was so unexpected. “Elias!” Charlie arose from his seat and went to the refined couple. A friendly hug was shared between him and Beth, while a handshake to Elias. All were already on their feet to welcome them, and Doreen surprisingly was already walking towards the door. Elias noticed his drawing presence and so did his wife. Both were already smiling. They had yet to even lodge at a hotel or anything but came here straight once their private jet landed. Charlie did invite them, and they nearly declined it but remembered his youngest son, Doreen, was in a relationship with Tessa. Coming to this dinner would grant them the opportunity of reuniting with her, and also led to the introduction of their possible son-in-law. But…“I'd like to be excused, please.” His words were polite,
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Sophia has been phoned, and she tearfully informed him of their absence.“Why did she leave? Damn!” He abruptly parked the car and then ruffled his hair with both hands.Even Francess' number wasn't going through, and reaching out to the D'Arcy was…Their daughter would unhesitatingly agree to help him, but what if she demanded his signature: his signature was all that was needed to finalize their contract of marriage.This was becoming hopeless and Doreen needed help. Fast.Seemingly heavens answered his prayers, a knock was placed gently on his rolled-up tainted window.He sighed out heavily then pressed a button that lowered it and a well-distinguished aged man came to view.His top hat added to his elegant tuxedo, and Doreen wasn't wanting any meaningless conversation.“Excuse me, kind sir. You are Doreen Williams, yes? I wondered if you'd be kind enough to help recognize this broken phone.” His gloved hands presented a phone broken into two, and it belonged to… Tessa.“That's my
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She was at the café.The young owner of the café was visibly stunned as the brown-haired beauty came in but dressed so majestically in a gown.Surely, no one would glam themselves like that just to come to sip coffee at a measly café like his. Francess came here to wait for someone.“Enjoy your cup of latte.” He spoke as he placed it on the table and unknowingly shattered her walls of thoughts.“O-oh! Thank you.” Francess flashed a lopsided smile to the owner who also was the server.The café was void of anyone else but herself, and she enjoyed it.One would expect Francess to be at the Williams Manor. Even though the long-awaited dinner wasn't going so smoothly, it'd be sane of her to stick close by, right?Well, she felt the air around that gigantic building to be suffocating. Everything about this night made her unsettled.Her brown eyes continuously gawked at her beautifully made latte, and the heart-shaped foam floating in it brought another smile to her lips.Francess reached fo
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Charlie knew better than to try to call him on his phone — his son surely had blocked his number. It was saddening yet was also reality. Since the atmosphere back in the dining room was downright awkward, Charlie suggested a stroll with the Fords around his glasshouse, where magnificent flowers were groomed. With their father, and his unexpected guests, away, the brothers were left to… rejoice. While their offspring and spouse were in the living room, Lloyd could be seen pouring himself another bottle of billionaire vodaz. The coats of their suits were no longer worn, and as Robert sipped from his glass cup partially filled with wine, a smirk played endlessly on his lips. “Y'know, you're fucking smart, Lloyd. A shameless pervert but a genius. I commend you."It wasn't supposed to be a compliment yet didn't wholly sound like an insult. Either way, the green-eyed playboy couldn't care less.“It wasn't shit though.” He sat on the glass-elongated table and then brought out a packet o
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She recognized him to be Doreen Williams's assistant but shortly glanced at his bloodied face before going behind him. “Will…will you be able to hold them off, Lady Theresa?” As the red hair frantically undid the tight ass knot of the rope his hands were bound with, she questioned. Tessa responded by grabbing a piece of a wooden plank that fortunately was lying there. The door behind them was shut yet due to how old it was, it could be easily broken through. Again there was a giant among her kidnappers so yeah, in about a minute or so, he'll violently barricade through this door. “Don't worry about me. Leave through the window — they might have already blocked the exit” Tessa stood a few feet away from the door and clenched hard on the piece of plank. Was she nervous? Tessa was fucking apprehensive yet had to get the hell out of there. Doreen was waiting for her — the thought of leaving him alone scared the fuck out of her. Finally, she has someone who loves her, and her belli
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Sincerely, he wished to spend every second of his lifetime by her side, so reluctantly driving back to the Manor without her was gruesomely painful. Yet, Doreen couldn't possibly assume Tessa would ride with him instead of her parents whom she hasn't seen for over four years, right?Yeah, it was illogical to think so. Every individual in sight helplessly gawked at the six opulent, lush cars as they rode graciously through the road. Apart from the President, no other household was expected to possess such jaw-dropping cars yet the Williams family was a massive expectation. The majority of those who were opportune to gawk at them unhesitatingly brought out their phones and quickly began a video. Something else, something disbelieving, caught the eyes of the highly attentive. The plate number of the Mercedes-Benz seemed like a presidential yet foreign one. It was a European one, and it took about an hour or so before every individual figured out that the car belonged to the Fords.
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Surely, it'd be past midnight or so, and Tessa could be seen standing in front of Doreen's room.He did tell her about his unwholesome relationship with his family, but having his room at the highest level and alone in the hallway was insane.Tessa had to walk up several floors before she arrived there, and as she lifted her balled fist to knock on the shut door, it abruptly opened from within.“Fuck. You…scared me.” The blond beauty muttered as she forced a smile. Doreen originally was about to leave to search for her.She left with the notion of going to converse with her parents but since half an hour nearly elapsed, and she was still absent, Doreen, highly needy of her presence, wanted to search for her.Luckily, her gorgeous face was the first thing he beheld the instant he opened the door. But she seemed to… troubled.“Are you okay, Angel?”Doreen stretched forth his hand, which she quickly accepted. Once pulled into his massively spacious bedroom, her body collided with him in
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His dark hair was perfectly styled, and his tailored black tuxedo accentuated his lean physique.With the first notes, Tessa launched into a whirlwind of movement and her feet barely touching the stage. Her tutu fluttered like a butterfly's wings, and her pointe shoes whispered against the floor. “Oh!”“Wow!”“Ha!”The audience entranced by the soft rustle of her skirt, the gentle creak of her shoes, and the sweet scent of rosin wafting from her movements helplessly gushed out loud. As she danced, the music swirled around her like a velvet cloak — enveloping her in a rich tapestry of sound. The notes of the celesta twinkled like stardust, and the violins sang with a soaring beauty that left the audience breathless.As she revealed her swan-shaped birthmark, Doreen's eyes became glassy and an uproar; one so deafening occurred. He smirked, knowing the significance of that mark, and he knew that his angel was revealing her true self to the world.The music swelled, and Tessa executed
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One would predict the atmosphere of a prison visitation room to be moderately tense. Especially when the inmate was one's birth mother, and got sentenced to prison for quite a significant time due to horrendous charges such as emotional manipulation, coercion, exploitation, and abuse of power. Alongside the rest, the father and twin brother. They've been thrown into prison for weeks. Yet, an ounce of that didn't linger either inhaled. Such calmness wasn't derived from the presence of two female guards stationed at the door, nor the solid glass barrier hindering the inmate from the prisoner. None of that was the cause of her composure — Francess had nothing to be troubled about when her dear friend, Tessa, was seated by her side. “Are you… anxious?” Both were settled on the worn out plastic chairs with backs and seats a shade of faded gray and her hand — placed on the counter got covered by a delicate one. It belonged to Tessa. Those blue eyes — warm and gentle, crinkled at the
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“How can you consider your son something like that when all I've done for that fucking company is given it my all?”“You're all isn't enough!”“And so is yours! You — my fucking mother, keeps demanding unattainable shit from me when you failed at a simple task years ago! Years ago, you caused Francess' memory loss and…”“Shut up Francisco!!” Killian screamed ear deafeningly — numerous veins become prominent, and crawling incessantly up his neck; just like his son. Amid the screams, Francess, mute soundlessly, glanced at a feverishly shivering Stephanie, and once their eyes met — for the first time in… Years ago, the brown-eyed saw something in her. Affection she never got from her wasn't caused due to hate or anything, just… Guilt. Stephanie once again began her frantic words to vomit, yet they hung in the air as Francess's gaze drifted away, her eyes clouding over like a stormy sky. The bound wrists, the arguing voices, the slick stage – everything faded into the background as me
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It ultimately did, and the restrictions of her hand; bounded behind by thickened ropes, sent more torrents of perplexity raining down her soul. “What's…”“… Happening!” The voice she heard before her consciousness choicelessly left her once more penetrated into Francess' ears from a different direction. Sharply, she glanced at one of the wings of the stage, and emerging from there was… Her family. The entirety of the D'Arcy were here. All donned such elegant clothing yet the atmosphere lingering around two out of three was questionable. While Francisco perpetually had a smirk dancing on his lips, and a printed document in his possession, Killian with his wife were unsettled. Unsurprisingly, Stephanie — her ever anxious mother would've slacked behind, but her husband's linked arm with hers prevented that. He ambled, head up, and eyes — which roamed with determination, tangled with a bit of regret were transfixed on his daughter. “What the fuck is going on here? What in hell's name
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There, she got her entire existence thoroughly questioned by her mind due to the massive effect that conversation had. Francess sincerely bore no idea how she got to the opulent junior suite of the Fords Palazzo Ducale. Currently, she laid — back flat, and eyes glued to the complexly designed ceiling of her room with mind thinking solely about Theresa Ford. “I… I came here because I needed answers and now… I'm…!” Her pairs of eyelids, reddish due to excess tears, and eyes sunken into their sockets reddened, blinked slowly while a sigh fell from her lips. “… Confused. So fucking confused!” Francess’ trembling hands reached for her face then flattened on it before inaudible sobs. She was exhausted from everything — of breathing, living, and life itself. She'd be a damn liar to claim life became draining once Tessa came into the Ballet Academy back at home — who was she kidding? Then, she'd constantly practice ballet while ignoring the presence of drugs in her meals. Daily intake o
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The few days spent — alone in the ancient of Milan entailed crisp air, and bone chilling winds. It always got freezing cold whenever night befall the beautiful city, and regardless of the hotness the heater of her suite provided, warmth clothing, and lengthy soak in hot baths, cold unceasingly engulfed her whole being. Tessa assumed she'd choicelessly, and all so adversely, grow accustomed to it, but… The good Lord answered her prayers. With arms thrown on his broad shoulders, fingers entwined — locked around his nape, and legs coiled over his torso, their bodies had no space between them. Basking in a bottomless ocean of comfort, Tessa certainly has never felt this…cozy before!“I'm fucking glad I'm here…” His words, whispered closely to her ear, had its accompanying warmth dissolving every ounce of chill in the bones, then wrapped itself so comfortingly around her heart. Not even the fireplace, residing beside them with its burning glow, could be equal to her beloved's warmth.
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Parting her thickened wet eyelashes, the beams of the moonlight seeping through the large framed window kissed her face as she sighed. So slowly, she properly began showering with mind torn between two unsettling topics — Doreen's absence and Francess' presence. No… It would've been swell if the two ballet dancers didn't meet — ever again. Back then — their past, although unresolved, wasn't so hurting Tessa; it was never this bad. Confrontations were a lethal catalyst; she assumed leaving Europe would prevent the scene that occurred a few hours ago but….“I should've never started dancing. Fuck!” Slamming her hand hard on the glass walls encasing her, frustration morphed into liquid, took the place of blood in her veins and circulated unwantingly yet unceasingly in her entire being. Back then, guilt was always beside her — making living hard, but gingerly, Tessa realized better than any she didn't feel guilty. She felt stupid for befriending the brown haired — Francesca D'Arcy on
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Memories poured into her mind in multitudes, and re-opening them, balls of tears snuck out then gilded slowly down her cheeks. “I wished never to be back here again but… Here I am.” Most ballet dancers would kill to step foot onto the stage of this neoclassical architectural masterpiece, and the passion which flamed it all had gone out in hers. The situation has changed — she has changed. Well, that was a few years ago. Tessa stared from the posh empty seats, curves of ornate balconies and boxes, then gaped longingly at the section for dignitaries. Adorned finely by crimson luster velvety and gold leaf, she chomped hard on her lips mere picturing her parents, and loved ones occupying it. Thousands were going to attend the Nut Bowl — thousands were going to be watching her with jaws dropped, stupor, and reverberation. Yet, it'll all be insignificant and downright unnatural if the one responsible for reigniting her fiery desire to dance once more isn't… Present. Tessa's gaze fell
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Once her pair of feet ascended the last step which led to the highly revered stage of the Teatro alla Scala, her brown eyes shone brighter than a single star at midnight. Maria visibly was… Flabbergasted — so happily, tearfully flabbergasted. She wasn't the only one, too. As the Soloists and Principal Dancers needed for the Nut Bowl stepped onto the stage, each was evidently enveloped by the utter majesty of the stage. A stage where they'd perform in due time, and the HeadMistress, in charge of familiarizing them with it, helplessly smiled at their untamed display of amazement. However, as her attention moved from one dumbfounded individual to the other, Angelica's eyes fell on the Prima Ballerina then she sighed. “Oh Tessa!” While the rest moved across the stage, still soaking in its ethereal beauty, the stern Italian woman moved to the prized, overly talented yet… Saddened soloist. Unlike the rest, Tessa's portrayal of awe was short-lived since it took no less than some second
