This is my first fanfic so plz be nice =)
BTW: I had to provide a visual for the rings it was just...I had had to. lol

NY Federal Prison

He watches as she jumps off his lap at the sound of the alarm signaling the end of their 30 minute Randee. She huffs, trying to get the crease out of her new Cavalli."You know I can buy you a new one." He smirked as she glared at him with agitation.
"Yes dear you could buy an island, hell you could buy Marc! I wonder were this cash flow suddenly came from hmm?" She looks at him sternly as he helps her slide her arm through the Versace jacket.

"Hey I returned the money didn't I?" He looks at her with a grin trying to suppress his laughter over her unimpressed face.

"No, THEY found the money after-." He lifted a finger to her mouth watching her demeanor change and her body language shift. He pressed his lips softly upon hers and released once he felt the tension diffuse.

"Now, you go out there and show the fashion world who they're dealing with." He smiles when he sees the smile emerge from her lips.

"I don't have to show them, its an automatic." She smirks at her own wit and proceeds to open the door when Connor stops her. With that, she slips the diamond encrusted rings(1) off her finger and into her pocket giggling at the stern look he tried to put on. "That's my look your attempting to make there."

"I thought when you said 'I do' what's mine became yours and what's yours -."

"Stayed mine." She smirked half heartily and pecked him on the lips. " I have to go." She said between the kisses he tried to plant on her. She jokingly pushed him off of her and princess waved her way out of the facility.

Again she left and hadn't told him. "I'll get to it." She thought to herself as she strutted down the streets of Manhattan, hailing a cab and beginning her day at Mode.

She layed down on the Chaise looked at her watch and pursed her lips together."MARC! I NEED SPRITZING!"

Marc came running running in and immediately began spraying. "Soooo How was your talk with Connor."

"Fine, Marc." She responded coldly.

"Willie..." He began spritzing furiously.

"Marc...dear" Her words dripping with sarcasm.

"Willie you haven't told him." He whined.

"Marc! When the time is right he will know, until then..." She got up from the chaise and moved toward her desk.

The next day Wilhelmina went to the Correctional Facility and sat in the waiting area.

The stern man eyed her carefully. "Ms. Slater." He spoke slowly.

"Yes" She stood up and approached the desk." Connor Owens Please." She smiled slightly at the guards unmoved expression.

"Sorry mam you can't see him."

Her eyes darted from the man to the gates. " Well when can I see him?"

"5 months mam."

"5 -fi -5 months, Do you know who I am? I am Wilhelmina-

"Fucking Slater, yes we have met before. I'm sorry yesterday he was in a fight with one of the other inmate and pulled a blade. He's in maximum security."

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