𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭
❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 . . . 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.❞
𝗗𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼 takes on his role as his sister's right hand man and he'll do any mi...
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❝𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗, 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕.❞
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A soft knock on the door has me turning my head.
I watch Desiree enter the guest room while holding a tray that carries my breakfast.
"I was wondering when you were going to bring me some food," I start. "I could smell it while you were cooking. I was getting hungry."
Although, I wouldn't mind having her for breakfast.
"Sorry," Desiree says. "I had to wait until my grand-père left so I could bring you breakfast." She patiently waits for me to sit up against the headboard before placing the tray on my lap. "He's already gone and is on his way to open the shop."
"Do you have class today?"
She shakes her head. "The professor canceled my first class and my second doesn't start for a few hours. I want to use this time to work on my art assignment."
"How much more do you have left?" I ask after taking a bite of the food she brought me.
"I'm almost done. I just need to work on the shading. I always have trouble with it when I'm drawing. I have no problem with it when I'm painting though. It's weird."
