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Minka frowned,reaching her hand to shut off her opened her eyes letting out a gentle sigh,staring at the ceiling above ran her hand over the silk linen to the other side,only to find it empty,it was warm,but rose off her back,sitting got out of bed walking over to the couch,draping her white silk robe over her matching white silk sometimes wondered why she bothered wearing these to bed if Hannibal wouldn't notice?ofcourse he bought them for her,so it would be rude not to,but still,why'd he buy them if he didn't show any interest if she'd wear them?She made her way into the en-suite was humid inside,& the smell of Hannibal's rich,smooth,expensive after shave filled it,intensified by the washing her face & brushing her teeth,she stepped out of the bathroom & into the large walk-in chose a nude,cream pencil dress,pairing it with a pair of black,pointed Christian Louboutin putting on her makeup & making herself look presentable,she went downstairs for coffee,already finding Hannibal in the dining room,using his tablet,probably reading some Psychiatry Journal.
"good morning"she greeted as she walked in the room,the clacking of her heels caught Hannibal's attention,though he knew she was heading for the room before she spoke,Smelling Chanel's Mademoiselle all the way from the staircase.
"good morning"he replied,slowly lifting his eyes from his tablet to look at her as she sat opposite of him.
"you didn't eat yet?"she asked,seeing that his food was untouched,steam rising from it.
"i was waiting for you"he replied"it'd be rude to start without you my love"
"ofcourse"she smiled at him,taking a sip of her hot,freshly brewed ate together,once they were finished & put everything in the dishwasher,they made their way to their cars kissed Hannibal quickly before he got into his Bentley,& she got into her Porsche cayanne,both of them driving off to work.
Minka Lecter,formerly known as Minka Kelly,was a Forensic Psychology professor in met Hannibal at a seminar in DC,& was swooned by his charm,intelligence & chivalry,something alot of men lacked he was fairly impressed with her elegance,grace & feminine charm,& almost a year into their affair,he proposed to her,ofcourse she said yes,it would be stupid of her to 's reasons for marriage were slightly had a feeling that the FBI were suspicious,well not suspicious,but they will be with Will Graham on board,since he had that undeniable gift to catch any criminal,so he didn't want any fingers pointed at him,since psychopaths are usually loners with no feelings,so he married Minka,steering them further more from his didn't hate Minka,she was smart,sophisticated & elegant,but he didn't love showered her with gifts & lavishness to also steer her away from anything she might pick up on,& it was working,she was completely oblivious to what he truly was.
Minka Parked her car in the reserved parking for staff,stepping out of it,carrying her Givenchy purse & laptop bag with gave her first two hour lecture of the day,then headed to her office once it was heard a string of curses on her way,& stopped turning to see it was her colleague Chrissy scrubbing at her skirt with a tissue while hissing,
"what happened to you?"she asked,making Chrissy look up at her
"i was getting up from my desk & i spilled hot coffee on my thigh"she groaned,gesturing towards the browned spot on her skirt.
"are you burned?"Minka asked with concern.
"no"she sighed"looks like a first degree burn,it'll probably cool off if i put some ice on it"she said as she examined the red spot above her knee.
"anyway"she looks up at Minka as she sat down"how are you?"she isn't a professor,she is a psychology teacher with a Master's degree,but was working through the second year of her Phd came new to the college & made friends with Minka,both of them sharing a love for cooking,also the older woman would give her some insight on her research papers.
"i'm fine"Minka smiles,sitting down in one of the chairs infront of the desk,straightening her dress.
"problems with Hannibal?"she asks,after cleaning coffee off her desk & discarding the damp tissues in the bin next to diverts her eyes to the window.
"i'm telling you"she says,but stops when she looks up to see Alana Bloom passing by,making Minka turn to see where she was eyed her till she was out of sight,turning her attention back to Minka,
"he's sleeping with that slut,Alana"she said making Minka roll her eyes,she sounded like a highschool girl,not a 29 year old woman with a master's degree.
"no"Minka frowned"He isn't"she says softly
"how do you know?"Chrissy raises a brow.
"Because i just do,he's not like that Chrissy"
"word on the street is he had an affair with Bloom when he taught her in John's Hopkins,& they're pretty close,ofcourse you know that,since you are "
"are you honestly going to believe an absurd rumor?"Minka incredulously looked at her friend for sounding so Juvenile,though she had a feeling something fishy was going on.
"the question is,how do you know it is a rumor?"she pointed out"even if there is a level of uncertainty to it,how can you let her muscle in on your man like that?i mean if another woman did that to my John,i'd kill her"
"i don't know"she sighed"can we just not talk about this in the morning"she shakes her head"please?"She looks at chrissy,brown eyes pleading her to stop.
"alright,i won't say anything more"Chrissy says,putting her hands up in Minka's day was over,she drove back to her sighed once she walked in finding it empty,knowing Hannibal would probably be home late due to a full schedule of goes to the kitchen & starts making dinner,hoping that the cooking would take her mind off things,but for some reason,her mind still kept wandering to what Chrissy told always knew Alana Bloom was good friends with her husband,& that Hannibal was a good man,but what if...?No,she shook her head,it can't be,Hannibal isn't like that.
"ouch"she hisses,slicing her finger with the knife,droplets of blood falling onto the chopping board,just in time as hannibal walks into the hears his footsteps approach her,& he's next to her,taking her wounded hand gently in his.
"what happened?"he asked,as he examined her finger.
"i was slicing the vegetables & then.."she sighed,
"you must be careful,you could have cut off your finger"he says coolly,although fighting the urge to lick the blood off her finger"luckily,it isn't a deep cut,come now"he guides her to the sink,running the tap over the injury,then taking the first aid kit out from under the sink,disinfecting the gashing wound & placing gauze over it.
"you must have alot on your mind"he says as he secures the gauze tightly over the cotton.
"i guess"she sighs,not saying much,he then lifts her chin & smiles at her,placing a gentle kiss on her forehead"go set the table,i'll take it from here"
"sure?"she asks.
"yes"he nods,
"alright"she slides off the stool,walking out into the living room,shaking the thought out of her ,Hannibal wasn't cheating on her,he's too gentle & a very well mannered did she know that should be the least what's worrying her about .