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Chapter 11

"To love is to return to a home we never left, to remember who we are." -Sam Keen- *** The plane had departed from the airport for a while, while all the passenger had settled themselves, it was not the case with Raphael who was still making an attempt to calm his own heartbeat. No, it was not from the flight. Raphael had flown with plane too many times, the only reason why his heart was beating like crazy was thanks to the beauty beside him. Once in a while during he would steal glances at her just to ensure she was fine. Clara was seated next to the window, there were mixtures of emotions present in her eyes. She had been staring outside for a while since they were seated. Resting her arms on the side of the plane, she pondered upon the pos

Chapter 12

"Modeling isn't all that tough." -Josie Maran- *** "A little bit more on the left, That's right, last shot! And... done. Thank you everyone!" The staff on the set began to help the models to remove their heavy accessories. Editorial campaign shots are always some of the most challenging one models have to do. Jovanna Devergie moved away from the photo shoot area and headed to her personal changing room. Her manager Maeva Traver has been there beforehand with a box of her essentials, she handed a bottle of ionized water to her and she gulped it down to half in one shot. "Good job. That was your last shoot session today, you are free until tomorrow, do whatever you want now, but I suggest you go home and take a rest. You have an ad campaign with YSL for their latest product launch tomorrow and you have a golf playing session with your father in the afternoon, You don't want to miss that one." Jovanna p

Chapter 13

"He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic. Nothing is more sublime." -Victor Hugo- *** It took a few hours until they eventually arrived back in Paris. The sky had turned a soft shade of light and medium blue mixed with some purple and white, enhancing the romantic atmosphere of the city of love which at the moment they could only enjoy from the plane's window. Clara placed several of her fingers on the window surface, pretending she was touching the sky. She could see the famous Eiffel Tower from above, she had always heard about the beauty of Paris, and oddly enough, although she had traveled abroad to countries like Spain and Italy, she had never gone to the capital city of France. She had seen it before in mo

Chapter 14

"A lot of men are very possessive and they want to control you. But as you grow older, you attract people who are on your wavelength and who understand who you are." -Marisa Berenson- *** She put down her luggage and sat down on the bed. Touching it for the first time, the cotton had felt soft against her skin. It really tempted her to lay down and just sleep away all of her exhaustion, but Clara knew she needed to unpack her belongings first. She laid everything on the floor and as Raphael had suggested her, she did not bring that much with her, it was probably enough for a week. The rest of her belongings would take several days to arrive and she had to deal with what she had. Or so she thought, When Clara opened the closet to put down her clothes, she quickly realized there have been several pieces of clothes inside along with a few pairs of shoes in her size and handbags, some were high street but most were design

Chapter 15

"It's a father's duty to give his sons a fine chance." -George Eliot- *** A cup of tea was placed on the sturdy mahogany desk in Archard Desroches' in house office. The old house servant had asked him if he needed anything else. On a normal occasion, he would gladly ask for something else, but that day he thought he had enough of service. He raised his hand to dismiss her and she left the room without uttering any other words. The Desroches mansion was full of silent that day. Everyone was outside on the weekend except for Archard Desroches. The old man had gone through papers after papers and it had only been lately which he explored different methods using his computers. Back in the day whenever he wanted to buy the latest profitable stocks in the market he had to go through several procedures, but thanks to the advancement of technology, he was able to expand his empire at a touch of his fingertip. Literall

Chapter 16

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." -Marcel Proust- *** The sound of the alarm had managed to wake Clara up. Her biological clock usually woke up at six A.M on a regular basis but since adapting to her new life, she had set an alarm for 7 A.M because she found no reason to wake up so early when she slept so late at night due to unpacking and organizing everything and settling herself in. She flipped over her blanket and found a bouquet of white lilies and a short good morning letter on the bottom end of her bed. She slowly grabbed the bouquet and placed it beside her bed and read the note. "Bonjour, Mon Amour, Today I have work until the evening, I will see you at dinner tonight. I have asked the cook to make you a spec

Chapter 17

"Men get to be a mixture of the charming mannerism of the women they have known." -F. Scott Fitzgerald- *** Warm ray of sunlight welcomed her at the exit, she still had some time before lunch, and thought that she might be able to visit one more place, picking up her guide book, she flipped through the pages and searched for the most popular places in the neighborhood. As she was reading around Clara approached by a teenage boy, who was probably around sixteen, had brown hair and freckled face. No one had ever taught her that she had to be cautious when talking to strangers on the street, while it was supposed to be a common sense, Clara had been a bit too naive. She should have listened to her gut feeling because soon she would learn all lesson she would never forget. In short, he asked her if she needed any help around since she looked like she was searching for something, Clara tucked a strand of her hair behind he

Chapter 18

"One of the greatest gifts you can gift to anyone is the gift of attention" -Jim Rohn- *** After exploring Saint Germain des Pres, Clara went back to Raphael's house by taxi. She mostly only had time to explore a few smaller boutiques and souvenir shops where she bought a few vintage items she found interesting, which would compliment her new room. When she entered the gate, she saw Raphael's white Porsche which he used for work parked inside the garage. She entered the house and found Raphael seated casually on the couch in the living room, his fingers moved as he typed things into his phone. The sound of her step clanked on the marble floor and it announced her presence. Raphael lifted his head, the moment he saw her, he immediately stood up and approached her. "Where have you been?" His facial expression showed concern. He crossed his arms with his fingers facing outside in a semi interrogating manner. Clara told h

Chapter 19

"Whoever said that money can't buy happiness simply didn't know where to go shopping." -Bo Derek- *** Clara had wondered for a while at the car regarding where he would take her, she should have guessed when he mentioned something about transformation. Raphael had thought things through and although Clara had been looking so much better ever since she left Bordeaux, there were still room for some improvement. She told him the story about cutting her own hair, and she did a decent job, but it could still be fixed. Not only that, he felt like buying her a few gifts. Her closet was still rather empty and he did not want his woman to be seen wearing the same outfit over and over again, he liked variety and he knew she would look good in pretty much anything. He brought to the golden triangle of Paris, Champs Elysees, Montaigne, and George V. Their first destination was the beauty salon, Clara had sligh

Chapter 20

"There's always a side of a woman that likes a man from the other side of the track." -Laura Dern- *** Before long, the chicken was ready to be served served along with the soup. They took their seat while the cook who had been standing away from them returned to do the dishes. Clara took a piece of the chicken and placed it in her plate. She took a spoonful of the soup and blew it gently before shoving it into her mouth. It warmed her body and she stared at him with a kind expression. Clara had started to feel a little bit more comfortable around him. There was a little bus of hope in her heart that wished her moment together with him would never end the way it did. Raphael could sense Clara began to relax around him as well, and he felt slightly relieved. All the efforts he had made for her did not come to waste. Before they managed to get into their main dish, the doorbell rang and the housekeeper rushed from the l

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