Ok! im cathcing up with the updates. I'm preparing to move and other stuff...but enough with my excuses! I'm going to put out at least 2 chapters this week.

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Chapter 21: Not too Late

The Duchess was currently going to go see an old friend as she walked promptly across the marble floors to her destination. Her hair long white hair was curled on put in an intricate updo on top of her head to nest her glittery crown that sparkled. It was slightly chilly outside due to the early morning hour she chose to leave, so she donned her fur coat that covered her tall 5'8 form. Her makeup was flawless making her look like a retired model. But her regality radiated off her form making it unmistakable to others of what lineage she was.

Her guards were around her making sure she was safe which she thought was a bit much. Her heels clicked across the floor as many stared at her in awe and whispering circled the lavish room of the grand lobby. She walked with purpose toward the front desk with her chin up and her head held high ready to do business. But, this business matter was very close to her heart. Had….become close to her heart that is.

She had made plans to run many errands that morning. She would later sit with her attorney and lawyer to look at her will as she made some very important changes and then get it sealed by the government. But this errand had to come first. She reached the counter where a young lady stood shakily obviously intimidated by her presence. She reached the counter and smiled at the poor girl. "Hello dear. Is Sir Sean about? "

"Yes, Yes, your majesty." The young girl stuttered and she went quickly to get her boss.

The Duchess waited patiently when a large tall man came out from a back door walking with the shaking girl. He walked around the desk with a huge smile. Upon reaching her he bowed to her gracefully and stood right back up taking her hand in his own large ones. "It has been quite some time." He said as he kissed the top of her delicate hand.

"Likewise Monsieur Sean. Likewise." She replied as she pulled her hand back slowly.

"For what do I owe dis pleasure o' having yo' grace me wit' your presence?" He asked mindful of all the onlookers nosing into their business.

"I have a request to see a Mr. Lebeau. It was made aware to me that he is residing here in your establishment."

"Ah! I see yo' too have been informed o' de situation." He said raising his eyebrows at the woman.

"Yes, said woman he is searching for is residing in my home for now. But I came here to give him a good push in the right direction. Is he available?" She asked.

"For yo', anyone is." He said as he reached in his pocket and pulled out a card. "It has de room number and floor on de back. Swipe once your majesty." He said as he handed it to her.

She took it politely with a smile and he bowed to her again. "We must chat later. I wish to see how my old friend is doing these days as well as the misses." She said as she stepped around him and made her way to the elevator. She got in and smiled at the man from her childhood as the doors closed.

Remy hummed a tune as he walked briskly to his room. He had got up extra early to ride with Storm back to the airport to return back to the XMansion. She gave him simple things he could before she made her way back home. Soon after some information came up of some guy Belladonna was hanging around lately name Anthony Nappoli. He was on his way back to his hotel to look this guy up and get some more shut eye.

At that thought he smiled at the memory of Mariah constantly telling him to go to bed or about how he needed more sleep. She would get this pout and this superior aura about her when she demanded he rest. How he missed her ranting and watching her chest rise and fall as she lead by example into the calm of sleep. A frown marred his face and his footsteps slowed as he got into the elevator.

Reminded of his frustration and thwarted plans he walked down the hallway to his room. As soon as he pulled out his card he felt an off sensation of something was amiss. Thinking quickly he pulled out of his jacket a deck of playing cards. In the other hand he swiped his card and pushed the door open with his foot slowly.

He knew he wasn't alone in the room and that he wasn't in danger. Having an idea on who it may be he came into the foyer closed the door and flicked on the lights. When they came on he put away his door key and shuffled the playing cards as he casually walked into the living room space where he was met with a surprising site.

"Such a beautiful room you have here." The royally dressed older woman said as she stood at his glass windows looking out over Paris. She captured to moment to memory watching the sun rise and creates dazzling displays of pink and orange streaks in the sky. It rose perfectly behind the Eifel Tower and basking the people of France in its glow of a new day. "You Lebeau men dream with grandeur and except nothing less." She said fondly before she turned around to look at the youngest Lebeau.

Remy leaned against the door frame and shuffled his deck of cards. "Any other way is pointless an' isn't worth de gamble your majesty." He responded with a smirk as he surveyed her form reading her in more ways than one. He watched as she came about and sat down gracefully on the couch looking as if he walked in on her home. She sat down and looked at him with such intensity letting him know that he wasn't the only one in the room analyzing. Then her focus went back out the window at the skyline of Paris.

"Such a handsome man you are and charming as well. Having fallen for one Lebeau man I can see why she her heart breaks so for you young man."

That piped his interest. "Wh-"

"My name is Alexandria Duchess of Sweden and your person of interest is in my care."

He stopped shuffling and walked over to sit in front of her. She had his full attention. She watched him with understanding in her eyes and the knowledge of the pain he was feeling. Being a royal after all caused many to miss out on the loves of their lives.

"You're de lady that I saw her wit at de opera." He said now that he got a good look at her.

The Duchess sat up with a smile. "And you're the one she frantically searched the gallery with her eyes searching for before the crowd rushed in. The same one she cries about and waits upon like the coming of Jesus." She said causing him to frown a bit.

Sighing she continued. "I did not come here to tell you all of your faults. I'm sure time and loneliness has passed judgment and punishment as it is. I came here to provide my hand at healing the heart of my dear friend who has captured my own." She said as she turned to look at him. Her crown glittered underneath the lighting as she did this.

"Mariah has been gallivanting across all of Paris helping your plight during the times when she is supposed to go out."

Remy rubbed his hands through his hair. It made a lot of sense when he would show up and she wouldn't be there. "Merci for de update, but I'm sure dat wasn't what yo' came all de way over here to share." He said with a smirk.

She smiled. "So much like your father." She reached over and gripped his hand with her bejeweled one. "I came to stop the cycle of the Lebeau men. Dear fellow, do not follow in the footsteps of your father when it comes to things that that are irreplaceable. He made that mistake and I know it has plagued him his whole life." She patted his hands and stood taking him along with her. She reached into her fur coat and pulled out an invitation.

"I wanted to personally give you this and meet you as well." She said as she handed it to him. "Mariah and I will be attending my annual charity ball this Saturday. Don't worry, she will be at this one. I'm dragging her with me." She said as she laughed a little bit.

Remy accepted the invitation with his name on it embroidered in the invitation in black and gold. He looked up and bowed to her thanking her for her help. She waited for him to stand up before she gently cupped his chin. "It will work itself out. Her heart no doubt belongs to you young Lebeau. Now claim it and this time don't forget where you put it." She said as she let go and made her way to his door.

"Wait!" He said as he ran up to her. She slowly turned around and waited for what he had to say.

"How do yo' know my papa?" He asked.

She smiled with a little twinkle in her eyes. "Your 'Papa' and I have an interesting past together. I assume he has trained you of the family trade. Lebeau men will steal anything….even hearts. When you see him again, tell him he owes me." She said as she stepped out of the door.

Remy quickly rushed to it and closed the door behind him. He walked along with her and gracefully placed her hand on his forearm as he escorted her to the elevator like a gentleman. On the way they spoke about other things and the Duchess felt a sense of nostalgia walking along with the young Lebeau son. They made it back to the lobby where many onlookers looked and whispered frantically about the two and the possible connection. Men looked curious and women looked envious looking at the scene in front.

Sir Sean saw the pair and he quickly latched onto her other side as the three of them began talking and laughing about random things. They made it to her car when her guards all came and got into their vehicles.

With one last look she smiled and kissed his cheek causing Remy's eyes to widen with a smile of his own. "It is not too late!" She said before the door closed. They watched as she sat back, rolled her window up, put on her shades and suddenly the car turned on and drove off into the flow of traffic.

Remy watched the car take off before turning to Sir Sean. "So how'd yo' know de Duchess?"

Sir Sean laughed. "Well your father and I ran rampant over dis' city in our youth. We were broke and full of ideas. We met her when she came here for some event and let's just say my youngest Lebeau, you could have been royalty." With that said Sean walked away heading back into the lobby to see to his other customers leaving a smirking Remy behind him.

The morning light shined brightly in the darkened room. Its light reached beyond the windows and illuminated the figures that lay languidly in the elegant room. Their naked forms intertwined underneath silk sheets still rejuvenating from the night's activities.

One lay however wide awake as he played with hair of the beautiful blonde woman next to him. His small moment of piece did nothing to soothe him however. His mind was at war with his sense of duty. Here he was far away from home and broke. He was living off the crumbs of his Aunt who at one point came to love but as time passed, he'd come to dislike.

He looked over at the clock and took note of the small vial Belladonna had given him. A solution she called it to all his worries and problems. The question was could he do it? Could he really bring himself to do the deed associated with the vial? Suddenly the shift in the body next to him rolled onto his side tightly and moaned.

He could feel his manhood rise at the sound and the touch of her thigh against it as she positioned herself comfortably. He watched as her eyes peeked open and then closed from the sunlight. She sat up slightly to look at him and then at the clock. Seeing that he was awake she smiled and laid back down kissing his chest in greeting.

"Good Morning." She mumbled.

All he could do was smile. Was it a good morning? Where there ever going to be any more good mornings if he chose to go down the path she was pushing towards.

Hearing his lack of response she knew something was wrong. She had a hunch to as to where his mind would wonder. She rolled her eyes at his cowardice. He needed to do this to ensure her own financial safety and lifestyle. He could not back out now. She would have to do something to keep his focus on the big picture. She quickly flipped herself on top of him landing perfectly on his morning wood.

Shocked at her boldness he watched as she stretched and then rocked her womanhood against his shaft. He groaned at her actions and she leaned down to capture his lips onto her own. "Just think love, we can be this way every morning. No cares in the world and everything will be yours for the taking." She mumbled against his lips.

Overwhelmed by passion he kissed her intensely and she responded in kind. After a few moments of this they pulled away from each other. She looked down at him as he closed him eyes. She slowly bent down and whispered into his ear. "Baby think of the wealth you will gain. We have looked at her will and she has left her fortune to you should she pass. His is your moment." She kissed his earlobe and begun to pull it between her teeth.

He pulled away and looked up at her. "Would you be here by my side if things didn't work out?" He asked hopfully at the beautiful woman that waltzed into his life. She smiled down at him…and lied.

"Of course baby. But this is your chance to never have to depend on anyone again. Doesn't that sound nice?" she pouted as she rocked again, grinding her slick folds on top of him. He groaned at this and anything she said was not deft to him. He picked her up and properly buried himself inside of her. She could ask for the moon at this time, and he would give her the entire solar system.