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Female reader x character.
"You have a place in my heart no one should have" - F.Scott Fitzgerald.
⚠️ : Contains foul language, violence and mature them...
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"Have you gentleman seen Lord Bassett this evening ?" You ask a group of men.
"Not yet, Lady Bridgerton, perhaps he is running a little late" The youngest man's assured you.
"Lord Bassett doesn't know the meaning of the word late" You scoff at his words.
"The weather is a little bit on the dreary side. The rain could slow him down" He adds on another suggestion.
"What's your name ?" You enquire as he slightly gulps at your tone.
"Jacob Goodfellow madame" Another of the men informs you for him.
"Is your friend a coward or can he speak for himself ?" You raised your hand, in a gesture of silence.
"They're telling the truth malady" Jacob spoke up.
"My dearest friend -- You should've been taught how to address powerful men by their given titles" You lecture him.
"My sincerest apology Lady Bridgerton. I assure you it'll never happen again" The man walks away from you.
You looked up at Simon Bassett who was looking back at you.
"Good evening Miss Bridgerton" He joins you by the outskirts of the dancefloor.
"Good evening Lord Bassett and it's Lady Bridgerton now" You offered you hand.
Simon turns your offered and kisses the back of it, in greeting.
"Did your dearest mother die a untimely death ?" He let's go of your hand.
"You're quite the morbid thinker, Simon. My mother passed the title down to me" You shook you head at his suggestion.
"Ah ...Human nature, where you become too old to keep your title" Simon's words seemed to annoy you.
"My father recently passed, he has given his riches, status and titles to his 2 eldest children" You informed him.
"I'm sorry for you loss" Simon offers his condolences.
"Would you still be up for that promised dance Lady Bridgerton ?" A drunk Lord stumbles over to you and Simon.
"I think you have the wrong Bridgerton. My sister is over there" You slightly nod your head in Daphne's direction.
"Why would I have the wrong one ?" He slurs as Simon steps infront of you.
"She's taken my Lord. I recommend that you step away from the Lady before I'm forced to make my guard escort you" He gestures to his guard.
"Prove it. Dance with one another, make me believe youre madly in love" The old man scoffed at Simon's words.
"Shall we, my love ?" His wording makes you blush.
"We shall, my Lord" You happily take his offered arm.
Simon leaded you onto the empty dance floor, both of you getting into position.
"How are we gonna pull this off ? We've got to appear in love, two friends cannot do that. Not unless there are any hidden feelings" You rest you hand on his arm.
"There aren't feelings between you and I but we have to make it seem like there is something going on" The Lord's tone can confuse anyone who didn't know him.
Simon's tone sounds calm and collected, but you knew otherwise.
He's plotting something and he attempts to find a way to get out of dancing.
"Follow my lead ... We must appear as if we're madly in love" Simon whispers in your ear.
"Judging from that look on my potential suitors face. We're doing a good job" You followed the rythme of the music.
You and Simon dance for quite a couple of songs, hoping to keep up the facade.
"It's time for our big finish" Lord Bassett recognises that the song is almost over.
"Care to enlighten me on what that'll be, Simon" You danced with him.
"A love filled kiss. It's not like we haven't kissed one another before" Simon points out to you.
"We kiss whilst we're having sex. That is how friends with benefits works. A little sex with no strings attached" You shrug.
"But there are strings attached. If we can pull this off, I'll tell you everything" He's offering you a conversation that sounds intriguing.
You realized the song was coming to the end and you smile at him reassuringly.
"Kiss me" You hooked your hand around his neck and pull him down into a kiss.
Simon kissed you with the same fire that he exhibited in the bedroom.
The Lord that'd been attempting to flirts with you all night, began to feel foolish.
"It appears that you and Miss Bridgerton are madly in love" The old Lord stormed out of the room.
You detach your lips from Simon's and a small smile plays on your lips.
"Friends with benefits never worked out did it" You teased him, playfully.
"It wasn't going to work - it's a excuse I'd created for me to be with you" Simon is openly admitting his feelings for you.
"No one is gonna remember us so .. fuck it" You kissed him yet again.
