Hi there! ^~^

*First order of business I have been given the permission to translate this from Spanish to English by the lovely ZairaFlores300 so all credit to her for the creation of this lovely piece. So kudos to her! 3
Muchas gracias, por darme su permiso para traducir y publicar esta historia! ^3^

* Second order of business the cover art belongs to sheikaYamileth who gave me permission to use it. (Check out her work on Tumblr!) Muchas gracias!

*Third of all I'm hoping to translate more of her stories to English, so you lovely people can enjoy them as I have.

*Fourth, I'm hoping to at least update this once every 1-2 weeks, cause translating is hard and some words don't exist in one language or they mean other things that have nothing to do with what you're writing about and you have to figure out what to write to make your point come across, so yeah languages are crazy.

*And lastly this has not been read by a Beta, I tried to do the best that I could; which to my honest opinion it's not that much, so if you spot mistakes tell me and I'll try my best to fix.

Cross-posted on and AO3 under the same username doll34

Marinette entered her room throwing her belongings to the floor; she was sick and tired of being rejected over and over by her university classmate. She tore the pages out her magazines that had the recognized model Adrien Agreste on them.

She couldn't understand why he ignored and rejected her time and time again when she tried to make a move on him. Was she not beautiful, smart, or talented enough for him? She crumbled to the ground, and for a moment blamed herself, it was very stupid of her to fall for a person who was stubborn as the blond. Throwing away all things she owned relating to the blonde, even the half made handkerchief that she had been working hard on the past couple days to gift to him on Valentine's Day as she did every year. But not anymore, this time, she would not waste her time making him something that would not be cherished.

Marinette, who worked as an assistant to her fashion designer idol Gabriel Agreste, cursed herself for a moment then relaxed. Monsieur Agreste had quite a different personality than his own son.

The brunette gathered the supplies needed for designing and with an air of great reluctance headed towards the Agreste mansion. Ringing the doorbell, as usual, she was frightened by the camera popping out from the wall and then the door opening, she was quite used to the lack of ethics from the assistant to the family and mansion.

Nathalie gave her a fake smiled and accompanied Marinette all the way to Gabriel's designated room for designing; who was pacing around the room with an unfinished sketch on hand while biting a pencil; he looked a lot like a young child.

"Après-midi, Monsieur Agreste."

Marinette exclaimed as she entered the room and heading straight to settle on her desk.

"You're a few minutes late, Mademoiselle Dupain ..." Mr. Agreste replied looking at brunette

"My apologies, I had some inconveniences... it will not happen again" she answered with a strained smiling.

"My son did the same thing as he always does, yes?" The blonde asked without taking his gaze off his unfinished design.

"I give up... your son is impervious to my charms." The brunette joked.

"Your charms, Miss Dupain are hard to stave off," Gabriel replied looking at the brunette.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked confused.

"Have you seen yourself in the mirror, Marinette ... You're quite gorgeous." Mr. Agreste replied gently taking the brunette by her shoulders and placing her in front of the mirror.

"I don't think your son is the right guy for me," Marinette said sighing.

"You just have to wait for the right person to come along." Mr. Agreste replied smiling.

That last comment had the brunette blushing profusely but why? As far as she knew she held no romantic feelings towards him.

Shaking her head to clear up that train of thought and blush off her face she proceeded to continue working on the dress that had to be finished in 2 weeks for a catwalk.

"Marinette, did Natalie tell you that the one to model this dress would be you." Asked the blonde biting the pencil in his hand.

"What?! What happened to the model that was chosen?!" She asked alarmed.

"I found her beauty to be lacking something to complement the dress, so I want you to model the design instead, what do you think?" Mr. Agreste responded while looking at the brunette.

"It would be an absolute honor, Monsieur Agreste." She replied smiling brightly.

"Enough with the formalities Marinette, you can call me Gabriel ... it won't bother me." He said smiling "Now go on and try the dress, we need to see if adjustments are to be made.

"Yes of course ... - Gabriel." The brunette answered.

Moments later Marinette came out wearing the first bases of the dress, it fit her figure perfectly highlighting all her physical attributes just right, which seemed to excite Gabriel.

"So, what do you think?" Marinette asked giving a little twirl.

"It looks absolutely perfect, I only hope to finish it soon," replied Gabriel

"I feel like it doesn't complement my waist and hips, what do you think?" Ask the brunette

"No, it looks absolutely wonderful on you," Gabriel said caressing the brunette's waist. "This dress was designed to fit your figure." The blonde whispered close to her ear.

"G-Gabriel ..." Marinette breathed out a bit frightened and flustered at the same time.

"Forgive me, it's that I can no longer resist your charms ... I'm quite glad you've given up on my son." He said turning the brunette's body towards him to kiss her.

For a moment the brunette tried to extradite herself, and then simply let herself get carried away by the blondes tantalizing kisses. Gabriel would not let the raven haired beauty get away from him.

For he had for some time begun yearning for her both romantically and sexually.