HABIBI
Envelope
Disclaimer: Though I wish I owned Yu-Gi-Oh, I do not. To those that seek me out, read the web address on your screen. IT SAYS !
On the other hand, I enjoy this series and it is an honor to make a series within a series. Without further ado:
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"Mr. Kaiba will see you now."
The tall, mahogany portals opened to a brightly lit, plush office. Kaiba sat on his desk. Ginina entered in the confident stride that befit her model career. She was almost as tall as he was at 6'2", with long, tan legs anchored by chic black and white stilettos. Her figure was a little heavier and curvier than most models these days, and she flaunted herself in a tight-fitting, knee-length white Chanel dress with a black stripes at the side seams. She had straight but poufy brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, and with her mirror-like JLo shades complimenting her strong cheekbones and jaw, she looked severe and aloof. It was only until she removed them that she exposed the warmth in her cat-shaped green eyes, sloped nose, and full, sensual lips.
There were no greetings. Kaiba set an envelope on the desk and pushed it towards her.
"For privacy," he added, speaking Italian.
Ginina's mouthed curved in a smile that was both charming and seductive. She picked it up and looked inside and laughed. "Amore, you must think I'm a cheap whore." Her voice was a smooth alto. "So many zeros."
"Prego?" Kaiba replied shortly. The price was a huge sum. l"What do you want?"
Without conviction she slapped the envelope back on the desk. Her smile widened. "I came for a proper goodbye. I'm leaving for Firenze in a few hours…and it is my wish to see your face one last time."
Though flattered, Kaiba was skeptical, and he handed the envelope back to her. Women could not separate things that were separate. "You act as though we were in love," he scoffed. Kaiba had hired Ginina, a twenty-six-year-old Italian model for a job that eventually mixed business with pleasure. "It was purely physical." Their six month affair was over and they had gotten from each other what they really wanted--publicity. Ginina's halting fashion career was jumpstarted when paparazzi noticed her with the handsome Japanese CEO. And for Kaiba to be seen with a top Italian model made him and his corporation more mainstream.
"Well of course it was physical," she concurred, "and I do not love you. You do not love me. But even in an intimate relationship there are feelings. You have given me some of your soul, and I have given you some of mine."
"Feh. True, if you believe in that rubbish."
She extended her hand to him. "Goodbye." They shook hands.
He watched her for the last time. Ginina fixed her sunglasses on her forehead, turned away, and opened the portal. Just before she left, she said, "There is love for you out there too, Seto."
Yeah right, he thought. How corny.
The portals closed. Kaiba let out a deep breath, and opened his drawer. His eyebrows raised. Ginina's envelope was inside. She hadn't taken the money.
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It is highly unlikely Ginina will make another appearance, but stay tuned! And review!
Also, the title Habibi means "darling" in Arabic.