Two Nameless Monsters [Johan Liebert x FemReader]

C'est le temps de l'amour || 10

the time was approaching for the man to come and take the young artist with him to the masked ball.

adjusting the dress he bought her, the woman ran her fingers through her shiny hair.

then the painter started putting a little makeup on her face.
when she was done with the eye makeup, for a final touch, she put on lip gloss.

she quickly took the perfume bottle and sprayed the skin on her neck and on her chest.
"alright i think im ready." she whispered to herself, her gaze moving to the clock.

as she looked at the clock, there was a knock.
with a quick step, she headed for the front door and opened it, and he stood in front of her, in all his beauty.

now he was wearing an expensive black suit and tie.
now she had a chance to see the good shape of his body.

she knew before that he was a very attractive and slender man, but now she could see more in detail.

"Good evening dear" Johan's voice interrupted her thoughts.
she lifter her eyes up to look at him and she discovered was wearing a mask.

shit, she forgot about the mask completely.
"Oh my god.. i forgot to get a mask." the artist began to panic slightly and he let out a chuckle.

"Oh really? don't worry about the mask." after saying that he took his mask off and threw it away.
"the mask was causing discomfort to my face, so it would be better if we didn't wear at all." he said in a calm soothing tone which made the woman's anxiety go away easily.

then he approached the girl's body in front of him and whispered in her ear:
"You look absolutely beautiful, my dear."

her heart skipped a beat.
his deep but gentle voice made her body shiver.

she quickly regained her composure and the edges of her mouth rose up forming a slight smile.

"Thank you, darling.. you look lovely tonight as well, the ladies will go crazy when they see you."

"their attention is not important to me. Your attention is much more important to me." he replied and walked towards the car and again he opened the door for the painter.

her cheeks blushed from what he said, and she slowly stepped forward as she got in the car.

Johan closed the car door and followed her example by getting behind the wheel, as he chose to drive tonight.

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Johan and Y/n both walked in the big ballroom filled with people talking, drinking, laughing and genuinely having fun, and they were all wearing masks except the blonde man and the painter.

she was a little nervous, not that she hadn't been on similar gatherings before in art galleries and competitions, but something about tonight was a little different.

everyone looked like an upper class compared to the girl, it was all luxury, rich and it made her feel a little judged.

then she felt someone's warmer and bigger hand on her colder one.
she figured it was probably the hand belonged to the blonde man.
"i feel you are a little nervous my dear." he spoke as he gazed at her.
"dont worry, i will be here to the very end and i won't leave." he said and looked directly into her eyes as she once again blushed.

"T-thank you darling.. i really appreciate everything you do for me." she replied and smiled a little wider.

"i would like to ask, who is your favorite painter? you said you visited art museums before.. i would like to know at least your favorite artist." she spoke with such an enthusiastic manner while directing her gaze at Johan once again.