The Victorian Romance
This story is dedicated to my secret lover.
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I am there, waiting for you on top of the white marble stairs, wearing a beige and white Victorian evening gown with a low neckline, accentuating my cleavage and with a pearl choker on my neck. The dress fabric clinging on tightly on my skin, lace covered blouse and lavish silk trailed from my skirt all the way to the floor.
I held a white silk satin fan and covered my lips as you walked up the stairs, your eyes taking in all the beauty set before you, white circular columns surround us in front of the grand entrance to the hallway. You took off your top hat and bowed before me, and offered your right arm. I slid my left arm into yours, a sense of security swept over me and we entered the hallway.
A wide white stairs greeted us, and we proceeded up the stairs, arm in arm. I looked around the white house and gold framed paintings covered the walls with portraits and still life. You walked into the cloak room and took off your hat and removed your evening cloak, untying the string in the middle. I watched you quietly outside the room, you took out your cloak and hung it on the nob. Your manliness showed clearly in every movement. You came out of the cloak room and offered your arm once more, I held it and wondered if I am the luckiest girl in this world. I looked at your side profile and saw a man of assurance, of confidence and ready to take on the world stage.
We walked on the carpeted floor towards the grand ballroom where all the rest of the guests are. They turned their heads to look at us as we entered the room. You proudly held my arm and started to entertain the guests with your formal voice. One by one, they came up to us remarked how perfectly matched we are, and how beautiful I looked. I smiled demurely as they turned to look at me. I wanted to hide very much from the embrassment from their comments, but you held me close. You switched the topic to business, and continued talking confidently. I slipped away from your arm and joined the ladies at the back.
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To be continued.
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