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Vacation gone wrong pt.1
"I can't believe it"
"I can't believe it either Etzie!"
"I can't believe it"
"I can't believe too Chez!"
Cesare and Ezio glared at each other from their own place in the bus. How each one wished to strangle the other and throw his body out of the moving vehicle but they cannot. For two girls were sitting between them.
"I can't believe that both of you agreed to come with me to my aunt's hacienda in Bacolod!" Sarah exclaimed and bounced happily in her seat with Faith following after. Then the bus driver told them to stop bouncing.
Cesare sneered and glanced outside the window while Ezio was looking out the other.
"What are we gonna do when we get there Sarah?" Faith asked
"Well first off we're gonna have a banquet tonight then the next day we're gonna pick mangoes in the farm and then we swim in the pond and then we-"
"Swim in a pond?" Cesare said "How can you be so sure that the water is clean?" And there goes Cesare's clean freak mode.
Ezio sighed and rolled his eyes at the boy.
Affair with the Borgia ch 4.2
Morning has arrived on the island of Sardinia.
A maid servant quietly entered the chambers of her young mistress and pulled the curtains apart to let the sun in. Angela had awoken to the sound of clothes rustling. She turned to her side and saw her pet fox Caligula waiting for her, she smiled at him and pulled him into an embrace.
Today was the day she was to be sent back to Rome, for unknown reasons.
Her sister told her that last Sunday and said nothing else.
The maid servants slipped the nightgown off Angela and placed a new chemise on her, next was her corset and then her kirtle.
They tightened it a bit and Angela slightly gasped at sudden tug. Finally she put on her gray gown with gold embroidery.
Her hair was tied to a loose ponytail and a pearl necklace adorned her neck. She stepped out of her room with Caligula following her from behind.
The villa was on a slope of Monte Ortobene, a hill on the island of Sardinia. For years her only sister Arianna had lived here with her husband
Cesare Drabbles of BLAH
"I love you..." I said quietly.
Cesare looked at me and smiled.
I was in his office sitting on the leather couch just across the room.
He was busy signing papers and organizing business meetings."
I smiled too but felt like it wasn't enough. He went back to his work.
Frowning, I put on my headphones again and listened to We R who we R.
In a fraction of a second I saw Cesare's lips move in my peripheral vision.
I looked at him bewildered and removed my headphones.
"What did you say?" I asked him
He merely chuckled and said, "Nothing. . . "
Good morning pt. 1
Warm. I felt so warm. It was surrounding me in such an embrace.
I opened my eyes to see his face.
Cesae slept peacefully beside me. The stress was nonexistent and he seemed so relaxed now.
I tried to find my phone but I couldn't.
Instead I snuggled closer to him and I felt his hand running up and down my arm to make me fall asleep too.
Truthfully, I could still smell his perfume lingering on his skin.
Affair with the Borgia ch 4.1
O days of quietness and deep content,
That steal as gently and serenely by
As your own sunshine that at noon doth lie
In plentitude of golden ravishment
O'er every little spot that late was lent
To morning's shadows fairer livery
Lover ne'er wore in fondest lady's eye
Than that which o'er the earth your sunshine sent.
In each day's beauty but a transient bliss,
A moment felt, then like a sweet note gone?
Rather 'tis like a wave that flooding pours
O'er all te heart a tide of happiness
And ebbing leaves along our being's shores
Strange tokens from immensities unknown.
Angioletta Pantaleone closed her journal and placed it on her lap. The wind blew against her hair bringing the smell of the saltwater sea. The sun was at its highest and sea gulls flew gallantly in the blue skies. Her ladies-in-waiting sat comfortably under the ceratonia trees preparing the blanket and the foods for the picnic.
She glanced up at the sky and wondered about her friends that she left those years ago.
Affair with the Borgia ch 3.3
"So you won't do anything?" Patrizio exclaimed standing up from his chair "Anything at all?!" he shouted. Gerardo and Juan had to push him back down on the chair to calm him down.
Cesare sat on his own seat at the end of the long table. Carlotta sat at his side while Fiorenza was in the other. Gerardo and Cristina were at the other end with Patrizio and Juan.
"Stop it Patrizio, anger won't solve anything especially with this matter" Cristina said in a hushed tone. She was told by her parents to be a soft-spoken woman and did she follow their advice.
Carlotta looked at everyone concerned but not for Fiorenza. The girl twirled a large peacock feather in her hand completely bored of the topic they suddenly raised. Patrizio and Cristina continued to debate which was best to put the problem to an end.
"Do you think Angela could even put her family last? No! It's family first with her, just look at her situation!" Cristina said, Patrizio still disagreed with her and this time it was Fiorenza
Affair with the Borgia ch 3.2
Cesare walked up to Angela quickly and stopped in front of her. The young girl likewise jumped when he suddenly appeared in front of her. She stood there waiting for him to talk while he stood there staring into her face.
He knew it was her. He wasn't wrong. Those steel gray eyes that were hauntingly beautiful and mysterious at the same time. Cesare smiled and Angela looked away from him.
"You look beautiful as you always had la bella donna" Angela glared at him but did not continue since they were enclosed by the people of Rome.
"Happy Birthday" she merely said and went off to find Fiorenza and Carlotta who just disappeared right after they entered. But then she felt something hold her hand. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that Cesare held her hand in his.
"Wait, I want to talk to you" he said
"You can talk to me later. I need to find my friends" Angela told him directly
"Just for one second"
"A second has already passed signore so please, let me go."
Cesare still held her hand
Affair with the Borgia ch 3.1
Bells rang loudly in the early morning sun. Pigeons flew up into the sky, surprised at the sudden noise. The Campo de' Fiori opened its stalls once more and people began to populate the streets of Rome. Everything was so normal. Everything was so fine.
The church bells in Vatican City rang the loudest and heralds announced the news. It was Cesare Borgia's fifteenth birthday and a large celebration was to be held all over Rome.
Everywhere you could hear from the people's lips the chatter about the grand party and the banquet prepared. Close friends of the family sponsored each and every detail to make this the prince's 'most wonderful bash'. However it wasn't wonderful enough for all.
Fiorenza, Carlotta, and Cristina stared at Gerardo and Patrizio.
"You know that she will refuse like all the other invitations these past few days." Fiorenza said. They were seated in their favorite terrace near Campo de' Fiori. Fiorenza was wearing a light gown with slashed sleeves by the elbows showing h
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I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
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