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𝘼𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙩𝙤 planetposh 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙.

𝘼𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙗𝙮 𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩.

H A P P Y N E W Y E A R 2 0 2 1
(I mean in advance)

-heavenly wine

❝Touch me I dare you to.❞

I open the fridge to get something as I am already accustomed to being alone and being self-dependent on everything.

"Take this." I get startled by the sudden voice behind me. I place my hand on my chest, "You startle me." He rolls his eyes but after last night facing the embarrassment I didn't want to meet him but look here, I am facing the bastard.

He puts the paper on the counter and says, "It's a timetable for you to follow." I raise my eyebrows which fail miserably, amused at his actions.

"What?" I smile softly at him.

I shrugged saying, "Never thought my boss will set the timetable for his assistant." The word boss hit him as if he was in the train of his thoughts and now is snapped into reality.

"Fine then, no need." I quickly hold his wrist.

"Hey, I was joking okay, and yeah thanks for the timetable. So, what shall I make for breakfast?" I ask wanting to change the sour environment.

"Are you okay?" He asks softly. My eyes widen at his question. Am I okay? Tears brimmed in my eyes as the question never arose but my rival did.

I smile sadly, "I am, and thanks for being with me." He nods his head.

"So, what do you need to eat for breakfast?"

"Surprise me."

I look thoroughly at the timetable snickering at the provision of slots.

5:00 am - wake up
5:20 am- 6:20 am - gym
6:50 am- 7:20 am - bath
7:30 am - breakfast
8:00 am- 9:59 am - practice
11:00 am - 1:30 pm - work
2:00 pm- lunch
3:00 pm - 4:00 pm- practice
4:30 pm - 5:30 pm - rest
6:00 pm - 7:00 pm- walk
8:30 pm - dinner

"Woah. Wait a minute what is the practice here mean?" I look up to meet the blazing grey orbs.

"Art."

"B-"

"Yeah yeah, sometimes paintbrushes too are needed for a beautiful portrait."

"Sure."

"One question though." I hum absentmindedly.

"Why is your accent British?"

I pause looking at the bubbling water where the potatoes are placed in the pan. I gaze at him and carefully, "My father came from British background and my mother as you know came from a Spanish background. We stayed a few years in England and then shifted to Spain due to the transfer letter of my dad's position."

He forms an 'O' shape and I sigh internally in relief. That was a close hit though.

"B-"

I quickly cut him off. "Well, if you want to help me then please drop the flour from the cabinet. I can't reach there though."

"What are you making?"

I roll my eyes saying, "Burrito."

"Cool."

"Need help?" I raise my brows tentatively and look at him.

"The potatoes are getting boiled and after two minutes strain them, peel out their body and smash them." His eyes hold determination and little do we know it was all just a show.

∞

"God, Stephano, what did you do?" He breaks the spoon which he thought would be used for smashing the potatoes.

I facepalm myself and look at the mess he created. I push past him and walk towards the shelf. "I thought you know something about cooking but guess I believed the loser to do that. You even don't know we use a potato ricer. Do-" I turn back only to crash my face into his broad chest.

I look up to see him but find his eyes already on mine. "You behave like you are my wife."

I scrunch my nose and snicker. "In your dreams, Stephano. In your dreams." I escape from his tall figure and start to mash the potatoes.

"At least clean up the mess you have created."

"Did you clean the mess you created in your life?" I halt my actions and turn back to look at him.

"What are you trying to implement?" I blink my eyes.

"Nothing just flow of words. My bad." I dismiss the thought not knowing what he is aiming at.

After a few minutes, we had our burrito and ate in silence. He washed the dishes, at least he was good at doing those things just like how he washed his blood after committing crimes.

"Well, I wanted to tell you something before we head out." I nod my head curious as to what he will be saying.

"You will pretend to be my wife." I spit out the water and keep the glass on the counter. I snap my neck within a millisecond afraid that my neck won't break like those vampires in TV shows.

"What?" I shriek, thinking about it gives me a giddy feeling but as I know, I didn't come here to please my libido, I came here for avenging my brother. I sigh, I know he didn't kill my brother, call it an instinct or anything but I know he didn't.

He scratches the back of his neck and looks anywhere but. "Well, there is the dealer who wanted to adjoin their company with us but only if I am married, with no other option I said yes and did you remember the day you entered and met an unknown person?"

I quickly nod my head remembering the day, after all, it was the day he judged me as a whore. " He was not feeling content at my say that's why he came to warn me that day and so I gave him your picture."

"Are you mad?" He smiles sheepishly.

"Well-"

"Leave it, by the way, how much money will be loaded from them?"

"€56million, after, they will not only help our art studio but my other works too." Yeah, clubs, medicals, weapons, and of course drugs.

"And what will I get in return, Stephano?"

"Whatever you like," I smirk at him.

"Good then, give me € 1 million, I need to use them." Probably wasting them in building blocks.

He shrugs as if the amount isn't a biggy thing.

Duh! Rich Bastardo.

"Fine, then I'll be your wife." I walk toward him and poke my forefinger against his chest "Get ready to greet Mrs. Georgia Stephan Romano." With that, I peck his cheek and rush inside my room to get ready for the day.

∞

"Now we will be heading to the lens shop." I pull down my glasses and examine them.

"Why? Is there any wrong to wear them?"

"No but if I have to kiss you in public that specs will be a kiss block between us."

I roll my eyes and chuckle internally at the choice of his words. "Well, what's your power?"

"200 and another 400." He halts his walk and looks at me.

"What?"

And then I remember that I talk about the range Alisha can reach. Shit!

"I-I m-mean 0.5 and another 0.25. Well, my bad I forgot to convert them, after, we need the focal length to be in meters, not centimeters. My bad." I hit my poor head and laugh awkwardly.

He looks at me skeptically and later sighs. "We are here."

I rush inside not bothering to look back.

∞

"The lens suit you." I look at the man who is shivering at my thunderous look. I smirk and pat his cheek, replying to him, "Good boy."

"Hello and welcome to the Leo Lens Stall." The young lad spoke. I rolled my eyes and placed my glasses.

"I need a pair of lenses on this power." He nodded his head and walked inside a room to check the power of both glasses.

Stephan walked inside and I shifted toward the right to give him some space and sat on the round tool. I fold my arms and rest my head looking around more like observing my surroundings.

"Did you give your specs to him?"

I nodded my head in return still observing wherever my eyes land and they landed on a couple and a kid in front of them. It was clicked in black and white filter yet the charm of the boy could be seen from far away.

"Who is he?" I pointed my finger and turned back to look at Stephan who too looked in the direction I pointed and shrugged.

"Leo."

"The shopkeeper," I exclaimed.

He nodded nonchalantly yet I turned back to look at the picture. The shabby clothes of the couple but the way they dressed their child gave me a little information about them, they were poor but worked hard for their child.

However the way he placed the frame sloppily gave me one more piece of information, he despised them. He didn't even carry their surname of theirs nor did he put any other measure to mention them.

The way he was dressed in the black shirt and navy blue jeans along with leather shoes gave me a descriptive notion, of a rich brat without any concern about his parents except...

The ring on his right hand.

He was either married or engaged but the wallpaper on his phone which was turned on told me he is already married. The shine of gold gave away his new marriage vibe. Hmm, my wife is a bitch for sure.

"What are you thinking?"

"Na-"

Leo entered with the glasses and a confused state and I know why. "The lens seems-" I coughed vigorously purposely sliding the phone down and hitting the plain flour with a clicking sound.

Stephan seemed to be confused about my sudden act. "Are you ok?"

I nodded weakly "Can you buy benzonatate med? It's for cough." I asked him.

He nodded quickly and said, "Take care of my wife." Wife? My eyes widen but I didn't say anything.

I looked up at the corner of the room and found a CCTV camera hanging on all four sides. "Can you take me inside? I have a tonic disease and I am too allergic to the dirt and especially outside." He nodded and we entered that room by slinging my arm above his shoulder.

"By the way what were you telling me about my glasses?"

"Oh, that they have no power. I am sorry to interfere but where is the ring as the symbol of your marriage?"

I raised a brow and looked at him. "Aren't you too interested in my married life?" He laughed nervously and walked forward to bring a chair from the corner.

"And to answer your confused mind about the power of my lens..." I walked steadily not intending to make any sound through my boots meeting his back "...Cause I don't want to." I whispered to him.

I know this place isn't covered with any CCTV cameras due to the four divisions of video that played on the monitor. He turned back and looked at me.

"Then I believe that you don't need any lens." I turned back and walked slowly away from him

"I need the lens without any power."

"Does your husband knows about it?" I paused my walk and quickly from my back pocket pulled out the knife and threw it at him which missed by an inch.

"Tell him and the knife will not hit an inch but your eyes. Heard that you discarded your parents and live with your wife. Quite an impressive bastard are you."

His eyes widen but he quickly regains his posture. "You don't have any power to talk about my private life."

"Aww so sweet to know but what to do when I am already planning your newly wedded life as a mourn bed," I smirked at him and soon stopped with a stoic face.

"Tell anyone and you meet your end." He nodded his head quickly.

"Do your work," I commanded him and took the seat that he was about to bring for me.

"Done?" Stephan asks and I nod.

I smile while looking at Leo. "Thanks for making the lens too fast."

"N-no problem." I tsk and we both head out after paying him.

"Next time do use e-pay," I tell him.

"Why?"

"It's easy, faster, reliable."

"Too good in electronics I guess so."

I chuckle lowly, "Good? Honey, I am the best."

With that, we both head to the next destination.

∞

"God, Stephan! How much money have you paid for these skinny dresses?" I ask him with my hands resting on my hips.

He shrugs offering more clothes for me to try. "Hey stop right there. We have been here for the past four hours, first with those two dozen shoes, then my undergarments, and now these clothes. How much money will you spend?" I whine at last.

He chuckles lowly. "Fine. Ana put those dresses and yeah Georgia," I look at him. "Use your method to pay how you like."

I smile sheepishly taking his phone and downloading the e-pay app. "Hey put your bank account details and also the CVV." I hand it to him and he does and hands it back to me.

I scan the bar code and we proceeded to pay the money.

"I am hungry. And it's already quarter to 4, let's go and have our meal."

"Fine let's go. Conan, drive us to the best restaurant."

"Yes sir."

"Conan, drive us to the best street food," I say. He chuckles and replies. "Okay, ma'am."

"What did I say you not to call me ma'am? Makes me feel like I'm in school teaching notorious students." He laughs and mumbles a quick "Okay" before turning us in another direction.

I look at Stephan who rests his face on his palm and observes me. "Do I look like Mona Lisa?"

His stoic face doesn't falter and I sigh. "I am sorry for making a bad joke but you should have coped with me," I mumble.

"You act like a child." I roll my eyes and speak. "Of course, time is less and work is more while life is short till then use it, exploit it." I wink at him.

"Hey Conan, could you play the music?"

"Ok, bu-"

"I will connect my phone via Bluetooth."

"Sure."

I play the song and started to hum the lyrics, waiting for the main part to arrive so that I can sing.

While singing the lyrics, I unknowingly point my finger at Stephan who looks amused at my action. I quickly put down my finger and look at the other side.

"You have got a terrible voice."

I am offended.

"My parents love my voice, and do you look like I care?"

"We arrived here." I look at the street shop and smile. "Thanks, Conan, by the way, are you going to come?"

"No." Sure thing.

"And you?" He rolls his eyes but walks out of the car and we both head toward the small cafe.

"Hello." The lady smiles at me and soon flushes looking at Stephan.

"I would like to take a seat along with my husband if you don't mind." I smile at the lady knowing that she is going to recover soon from her dark fantasy world.

"O-oh so-sorry." Stephan looks amused at my mini stunt yet I don't pay any heed to his reaction.

Rue des Rosiers is the most famous street food and I am happy that Conan chooses the right one.

"What do you like to have?"

"Sandwich, eggplant, lamb, fries make them double and yeah coke too. Stephan place your orders now." His eyes widen and he soon spat out the water he was chucking down.

"Did you order them and that too double one just for yourself?"

"Yes oh yeah do give him black coffee and with a minimum of points like free sugar to have a slight taste. He likes to have coffee with lunch." I smile at her and with my eye movement ask Stephan to order his food.

He does it and looks at me. "How do you know it?"

"Who welcomed me as a PA?" He chuckles and shakes his head.

"You are seriously amazing, Tesoro." I smile and scroll down my phone.

Later, the food came and I, being the fast eater dug my head and moan heavily at the spices that clashed with my taste buds. We silently have our lunch with me moaning resulting in certain blue balls to someone.

∞

"I hope this is the last one." I look at Stephan who nods his head.

"Let's go." With determination, we head inside the parlor and before that Stephan chose a ring for me and I did it for him. That's all. However, the ring is elegant, and simple with a diamond cut on top of the platinum ring yet so appealing. While for him I take a platinum circular ring.

"Rosie, please do the things I told you to."

"And did you ask me?"

"Shall I?" I roll my eyes.

"What did you try to do?"

"Wait and watch."

With that, I am dragged and sat on the barber/salon chair waiting for the magic to happen as soon as I close my eyes.

After a few hours, I open my eyes and am kind of shocked to me at the figure in front of me. The hair that flowed down my tummy is now cascaded at the level of my chest. The blond hair is now rewashed with black chocolate hair. The number of moisture and face cream on my face removing the hidden freckles had another glow on my face.

I smile for the first time while looking at myself. Even though it's all an act yet his actions prove something else, a warm feeling. We walk down and meet Stephan who looks at me with his huge gray eyes.

"Wow."

"I know right?" The girl Marie laughs in a flirty way which Stephan paid no heed.

"Damn, I am proud of my imagination." I laugh at him. Good to know his imagination is in a positive output.

"Shall we?" He puts his arm forward and I sneak my hands around it and smile. "We shall."

"By the way, I sent Conan away because his wife needs him. Is it okay?"

I look at him and smile. "Of course."

But before we could reach the car someone separated us and push me to the ground. Gone is the amount of money that Stephan used for my face.

"Nice body." I look at the group of people. What a night to end.

One walks towards me extending his hand and before touching me I say, "Touch me I dare you to." In the most deadly way, Phoebe could.

∞

And finally, another chapter ended! Yayyy! Any thoughts covering your mind Do comment and tell me. Till then love yourself and support Phoebe and Stephan. What should be the ship's name tho? Do comment and tell me.

Also, this chap has >3200 words.

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