A / N: first of all I am not the author of this story, second I am only a translator, and finally this is the title that the author recommends to me for the story in this language... my motivation always expect a story like this and I hated not to see it in a slightly more universal language. enjoy
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La vie
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The sunsets in Paris were insurmountable to any other landscape you could imagine, he did not consider himself someone who paid attention to such simple facts of life as the sky itself, in the end he was never someone who gave importance to something with which he was not directly related but time, maybe age changes people...not only did people change people he knew perfectly well and he could only smile at his own reflection
As he walked through the beautiful streets of the seventh arrondissement of Paris he only thought about how impossible it was for these sights to become everyday for him. He vaguely remembered New York and its "businessmen" their crowds only brought headaches and bad memories that quickly took away
After a few moments she looked up and saw him; Arts Lachance, and had inadvertently reached its destination. As he entered the establishment he was greeted by a calming herbal scent and a warm smile
–Bonsoir Monsieur Dewitt to which this pleasant surprise is due- was received by the melodious voice of the blonde who was the ideal representation of a French woman, her very characteristic features such as the definition of her complexion and light hazel eyes as well as her height and elegance betrayed her, her good command of English was the only thing that honestly made her different
-isabelle a pleasure, it hurts me that you did not take into account my arrival you know- I said with obvious irony and then seeing her moving around the place in a hurry only made me get an idea of the reason for her distraction
-Oh Mr. Dewitt sorry, the situation has been extremely satisfactory in sales the last few weeks– booker justbooker I was an echo in his mind that over the years was almost an inaudible whisper
It was very impressive indeed, I had to admit this little musical instrument venue had always caught his eye ever since I arrived in Paris in early 1913 and seeing what this place had become over the years was simply amazing. January 1913 That first bright, curious, warm and cold night in Paris
He could not feel more than happiness for the woman, he had made a great effort for all this and he simply deserved it
-As Madame Anna is, I have not been able to speak to her in the last two weeks, the last time I spoke to her I was very excited about the little abilities of little Alize and her growing state of health, I hope that everything continued like this- immediately stopped his tour and looked me directly in the eyes his concern was evident, I could not help but soften at his sudden attention
-Why yes...- Before I could stop her -Everything has been wonderful both are inseparable and Anna has not left home because of the state of Alize, believe me yesterday having to talk to Giselle and tell her that Anna was going to be away another week. God the look of that woman makes anyone tremble- his words still echoed in his head
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-should be more reciprocal with anna's attitudes. Dewitt, that woman believes she can carry the world on her shoulders and you should know more than anyone the immeasurable support she needs-
God sure knew. Lost in my thoughts I didn't pay attention to what isabelle said
-oh that's a pity- I saw as she made a monumental effort to lower some packages from the shelf, obviously I reached out and helped her without problems with a small cocky laugh, she just rolled her eyes
-as I was saying I was excited about the exhibition of her painting at the Grand Palais, two months ago when I saw her I knew that she had something special ¨Piégé Au Paradis¨ the premise of the girl trapped in a tower in the sky is spectacular, psychological art so alive and perplexing so...-
-Sad-whispered
-What?- I didn't realize it was a reflection -nothing, as you saw an anna's work before I published it in giselle's gallery, she is very jealous with her unfinished paintings- was the experience speaking
-oh it was an accident I had alize's medicine between without touching the little girl's room and I saw her next to her bed painting that beautiful picture, when she saw what she was holding in my hand she just looked at me with relief, I imagine it would be the only situation where you wouldn't mind-
-Yes, I think that would be the only one- I commented with carelessness, I didn't want to remember those moments, just not now
-oh je m'excuse monsieur dewitt look at my education, you want some tea it will only take a minute- I saw her moving quickly just look at the sky, night
-Calm down isabelle you are busy and I promised Anna to try to get home before nightfall, in addition to greeting you I wanted to know if I was ready- it would be perfect to take her away any setback for the delay
-freshly painted and shiny with the best strings, I prepared it myself- there was no doubt it had improved exponentially aesthetically, the work I had done with the wood of that guitar was exceptional but I couldn't help but feel guilty
-isabelle is amazing! but I can't just take it as much as I should- her look and frown silenced me- don't you dare booker is a gift, it's my gift for you and even more for alize, just thank me, say hi to anna for me and give a lot of kisses to that little girl from me-
He said everything with a sincerity that made him remember because she was one of the most important people to him and anna since they arrived in Paris although he felt that... Maybe a little more for him
That's why he hated himself for seeing her and just having that one memory and then seeing only darkness ... He didn't know it, he didn't need them it was a blessing not to see them more deep down he knew it
I couldn't help attracting her into a hug –I really appreciate it, for everything- I could only hear her slight laugh –go home, Mr. dewitt, anna must be worried-
In a hurry hold the instrument and with a last goodbye nod I left the establishment. As she walked with a hurried step towards the outskirts of the seventh district of Paris, she noticed why some tourists were turning her in a summarized way into "the light city". A brief look at the military school After a long Jordanian organizing that meeting with the help of niko, arranging surveillance matters and the paperwork of the investigation offices, gasping for breath it was better not to think about work before arriving home.
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That house was the only reason he tolerated Giselle, that woman loved her family especially Anna. Exactly a year ago it was officially ours and that was one of the best feelings I remembered
As I passed through the garden to my surprise I noticed on the porche my little Alize Dewitt reading ¨mécanique quantique¨ in the obviously low light that the chandelier gave on the wall, I could only shake my head in denial in the rocking chair was the same as her mother not only in her reading habits, her attitude and personality were endearingly the same but physically she was what a daughter should be according to him, a combination that creates someone new with her long jet black hair and big green eyes of which she was proudly considered responsible they partly gave reason
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As I slowly approached I lift my eyes and I felt that cautious and feline gaze focused on me
-I should be in bed miss- I said with a very poor attempt to sound serious
-Dad! - he said with joy instantly as he put down his book "a great gesture" as he ran to hug me
-You know you have to be in bed right, what are you doing outside? - I said as he knelt down and quickly reciprocated his hug
-oh I can't believe it's finished- obviously I ignore my question in a great way while holding the guitar, I couldn't help it I was right it was something worth deviating from the topic honestly
While teaching it in more detail I could see even in the dark how his eyes were shining he wanted to learn every last secret of the instrument
-Tante isabelle c'est incroyable, you will teach me right? - I could only laugh and soften first of all. His French and emotion of his words was something very tender
-Of course. Where your mother is, I don't think she allowed you to come out truly- I immediately noticed that guilt in her eyes. Oh alize
-Dad, mom is very paranoid, l'senseignant conrad says that the best doctor is oneself and i feel good, but she only follows the guidance of monsieur antoine- and here we go again
-It is because he is a doctor and he is responsible for all the lives with which he deals and he has to maintain the maximum precautions- Jesus was sometimes very stubborn, according to that he had justification.
-Mom is in the kitchen preparing dinner when she comes down she has just entered, I suppose she will continue there- she couldn't help but look curiously towards the house. These last few months had been difficult and the guilt made him come early from work and prepare something quick or many times to arrive and the simple fact of seeing those beautiful and tired blue eyes in a combination of fear and guilt, in the end just trying to give him the The most comfortable look and the most loving kiss he could, and then prepare something together.
-Can I fine tune it please, Chandler recommended that the first step is to develop a good musical ear-
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-and her father also said that knowing how to write the treble clefs and notes was essential– He said everything so quickly that I found it difficult to follow
-alize- hilarious was destiny, living with a family of music lovers
-but his mother said it was something virtuous and just maybe...- finally, just listen to me
-Alize just calm down something like learning to play an instrument is simple, you know my father advised me at your same age that the secret is just to flow with him, that the only thing really necessary is to want to learn- he immediately gave me that look between skepticism and anxiety. God was a little spoiled girl I had to admit it
-We are going to do the following, while you tune the guitar I will go say hi to your mother, when you finish you will come in and play a song to show you that you do not have to worry-that explosion of enthusiasm and determination while holding the guitar and sitting on the front porche of the house, he couldn't help a sigh of satisfaction as he cautiously entered my home
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As he finished adding some last spices to the soup, I noticed that it was already night, booker said he would be home by six o'clock at the latest and from what he saw it was seven-thirty, although he had to admit that the booker time was not It was a big concern, at least not for now things in the military school were a little hectic these days he did not blame him, that space undoubtedly was occupied by his daughter, obviously he noticed how he slipped out onto the porche of the house twenty minutes ago, it was her mother for heaven's sake, but she thought the fresh air would do her good and obviously a little reading wouldn't hurt, she couldn't avoid a filter of concern but she quickly took it away, it was her alize, her miracle and she was going to give her all so that her baby had the most natural and happy childhood possible every time she looked at those green eyes her heart melted, seeing her beloved in her eyes was a gift and she was going to take care of that beautiful look that booker should show the world but that his daughter would take care of it for him, although on second thought it felt good to know that that intoxicating look of booker only belonged to her.
Suddenly I winced when I felt his hands on my hip and that comforting hug as he rested his head on my shoulder and approached me for a soft kiss –bonne nuit madame dewitt- I let out a soft laugh I couldn't help it his French was very particular a little forced and it made his thick thick voice sound thinner than it really was, but it calmed me in an amazing way
-Bonsoir Monsieur I'm sorry but I'm waiting for my husband- I couldn't help it that Frenchman was like someone else, his expression was a poem I could only laugh -quietly darling the French booker does not compare to you- I said while I definitely turned around and pressed for a kiss The longer I felt his enthusiasm grow more and more as he began to press with his tongue, you are still very impatient booker dewitt moved his lips at such a charming rate that I could only yield. In an instant our tongues danced to a soft rhythm but with that need that over time was not lost yet and God how he loved that
She felt her hand close to my cheek and when she felt those bandaged fingers she backed away, it was the perfect moment and she was not going to hesitate, She saw how a bewildered booker tried to continue and she also longed for it but it was now or never
As I held his right hand and ran my fingers through it, I said it –booker I have thought about it and I think you should stop using the bandages it has been a long time since bleeding and they are no longer necessary- while saying it he felt like he shuddered, with the desire to keep the atmosphere calm I only confessed to him -I love every part of you and you know... those bandages do not allow me to love you in full- he said it with a wink as little by little he unrolled the bandage from his fingers, the bandage went from the base of his hand leaving only his thumb free it was time to leave behind that last thread of the past, this was his present and while he saw his three fingers without nails and with perfect cuts he could only bring them to his lips in a kiss as he whispered to her -This is our reality-
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This woman was an angel... Not only that, it was her angel to see her kiss her horrible deformities that made him feel insecure and anxious, but her security when saying those four words made him feel complete again, she was his complement
-good handsome since you arrived just in time, because you are not helping me to serve the table while I finish here-
-Sure- I said as I received a chaste kiss from him
While organizing the small round table, the front door flew open and Alize entered with excitement and the guitar in her hand.
-Father I did it! I'm sure this is the perfect tuning and oh... Hi mom. Is hee, is dinner ready?- The poor girl totally changed before the inquiring gaze of her mother
-It's good that you ask because it is a delicious vegetable soup that I know you will love and also you will love to repeat to calm your mother's concern- she quickly gave me that puppy look for help
-It will do you good liz and when we finish I will teach you in addition to a song the accompaniment of the beautiful voice of your mother, I assure you that it will be something special- I said while looking askance at Anna with complicity
-oh that will be great, I love when mom sings- she sat almost automatically, while anna served correspondingly to each one, briefly looking away at my hand it felt strange in some way, I felt out of place
Obviously it wasn't something that Anna went unnoticed and immediately from her chair she squeezed my hand comfortably
-Bon appetit- it was those simple and common words that filled his day towards a beautifully everyday present
While dinner was proceeding in a quiet silence, the little dewitt could not avoid the according to her, intelligent detail in the hand of her father
-It's great that you take off the bandages, Dad, I imagine they would hinder the ropes– he said it so casually that the booker just smiled at his daughter
-if darling in fact it will be more common to play in the future and- giving a light squeeze to the hand of his beloved he declared- it was necessary to leave those bandages behind
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After a few moments booker knew he was forgetting something, a slight glance at the guitar made him remember everything immediately
-You know stop by the place of Isabelle and send you greetings, she also told me that she misses seeing them- Anna immediately gave a puzzled look, quickly got the message
-He has had a lot of work, his place has become one of the attractions of Paris and I think it will be difficult for him to come soon- from his gaze I already knew what I meant
-How about we visit her this weekend mommy- thanks Alize
-Okay, if before the weekend Alize is still in such good condition, I will tell her to meet at the café de flore- It was obvious that everyone from Anna has been around Alize these last months, but to see how the girl rolled her eyes in frustration he gave an idea of what he thought
-mother I feel good believe me and if something happens I will tell you trust me- well played little girl you know that anna cannot against honesty
-I trusted you, honey, but you have to understand me, I care a lot about you- ok, it was enough, it's a good moment of family calm and I had to continue like this
-Today the meeting between representatives of different countries was held to recognize Bessarabia's membership in Romania and everything went so well that Major Belmont gave us all the rest of the week off- a few days off were really necessary and more to anna sincerely
-that is great news dear -anna obviously reacted with emotion as I noticed how alize had a distant look
-The Russian empire will not accept and consequently the United States will not either, I am a little worried about those two nations that have had a bad relationship since the Russian civil war began, and also they are both very powerful and...- automatically that look of pride Anna and I we shared they made me quickly say -but I'm glad you have the week off dad- anna and I had talked about it we didn't like that she felt ashamed for not acting in a "normal" way as a girl her age would do, when she told us As for her way of thinking, according to her, she bored most of the children she lived with, so she was and we could not be more than fascinated
-I do not think it is so much alize the United States only have caution before everything related to Europe, and after something so shocking I think that the Russians will go through a moment of reflection that will make them reconsider after this civil war, perhaps they will take the example of France the ideas of equality that they demand are very necessary- hopefully everything would be so simple anna or… Maybe it was
-believe me mom I wish it were but I do not believe a person who is capable of leading a crowd, their hatred and hope at the same time, is the same one that by itself runs a nation on its own, that's why I loved the phrase that I read from Lord Acton "power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely"- I agreed I agreed very much with her I had to admit it
Suddenly anna gave me a look and laughed. Obviously -A long time ago your father told me exactly the same thing only in a way, a little more crude. but being objective they are right- still impressed by anna's good memory
Fifteen minutes later, when Alize kept her promise, she offered to clear the table while we organized the little show in the room. As I settled in with the guitar on the couch while Anna sat on the couch, I couldn't help but notice the curious look in those blue eyes.
-What will you play?- she said in a meticulous way, oh no Mrs. dewitt will have to adapt on the go
-It's a surprise- I said in a mocking tone. Instantly Alize quickly came from the kitchen with excitement as she settled down close to her mother.
Without further ado I played a rhythm that made anna's eyes widen in amazement and curiosity but she had no choice but to sing her beautiful voice
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See the pyramids along the Nile
Watch the sunrise from a tropic isle
Just remember darling all the while
You belong to me
And I'll be so alone without you
Maybe you'll be lonesome too and blue
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
Just remember till you're home again
You belong to me…
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About four or five minutes passed when we noticed that Alize was sleeping soundly in her mother's lap, while Anna tenderly stroked her hair, I left the guitar on the couch and I approached carefully and whispered to her -did you forget the lyrics?- He looked at her calmly and while she continued caressing Alize she only whispered to me -of course not- Of course
-It's beautiful- Anna said softly, I noticed how her hand trembled briefly as she brushed her cheek –she thinks I didn't notice it but, this morning while helping me with the garden I noticed how she suddenly turned pale and almost lost her balance, I hide it sitting down but I know that she is still affected- the last thing she said with a slight tremor -I don't want it to happen again booker it hurts me a lot to see her in that state- she gave me a look letting me see her watery eyes with that horrible mixture of frustration and despair
It won't happen. Everything is going to get better that's what I wanted to scream but just I did not know, I did not know it -hey- I said while holding his face -whatever happens we are going to overcome it in famille- seeing a small smile while kissing his forehead was very satisfying
-You help me take her to her room- I know that she could do it but that emotional slump weighed on her
-Sure- I said quickly as I leaned towards her, I heard her slight murmur as I picked her up, I felt Anna follow us as we climbed the stairs, the moment we arrived at her room Anna quickly moved her covers as it also took away the discomfort of her dress while I dressed her in a soft nightgown so that she could rest in the best way, the moment she was tucking her in I felt her move a little and Surprisingly I heard her say -the fifth string did not sound very good right daddy- quickly kiss her forehead -sounded perfect small- before leaving notice how anna stroked her hair one last time, slightly listen to the words darling and night.
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When we closed the door, notice how he leaned against it, closed his eyes and sighed. I gently put my hands around her waist and brought her closer to a hug -how about resting a little? I felt how suddenly she opened my eyes with a single objective, my lips, when she approached for a kiss that had a long journey which ended without Realize by kissing the lobe of my ear to whisper in an irresistible way -I think I can improve that offer-
We rushed into our room with the detail that our lips did not part. We were fortunate enough to remember to close the door gently, to say the best. Anna remembered that little detail. I felt her hands spread all over my body with an abysmal speed suddenly clung to my tie while I was undoing it or rather finished removing -You know I don't know why I try to make your tie look flawless if in the end I know it won't last before the end of the morning- immediately I corrected her -dear to see how you purse your lips so desirable while you fix it is not negotiable they were one of her favorite moments of the day she did not want them to end
Surprisingly, he felt Anna throw him on the bed to feel how a few moments before he had lost his vest and shirt, ending with his naked torso before even coordinating when it happened, he could not help but watch as his sensual beloved took off. her dress at the same time that she untied her corset being only in underwear the image automatically made him feel a familiar pain in the lower part of his body, he wanted to have her with him right now, but he could only observe how he made fun of him walking towards the bed with slow and lazy movements
The moment he felt her on top of him he couldn't wait any longer and he rushed everything to take those delicious lips once again. she loved to feel his face and without thinking it very well he brought his right hand closer, the moment he came into contact he separated it immediately before he could think about how stupid anna was he just gently took her hand and softly began to kiss her fingers systematically in an instant he introduced those fingers to his mouth and could not help feeling extremely excited at the sensation of his warm mouth as he sucked his fingers one by one with such dedication that it hurt, god as he loves this woman, when he continued with His left hand felt like he was removing the ring from his ring finger -this is the only reason you can remove this ring, you know that, right?- hell of course I knew that, Suddenly she comes a little closer to his ear to whisper -You know, I think it's the perfect time to return the favor a few days ago-, please, that had been more of a favor for someone else who had no idea how much he loved doing it. moaning like that -believe me I love doing it- I said with a very weak and hoarse voice -oh I also have the same opinion about this darling- before I could playfully ask the one who was unbelievably quickly unbuttoning my pants in a record time after getting rid of the last barrier that stood between her and my length I felt how those perfect lips closed around me in such an ideal way that I could not avoid a weak tremor.
She knew what she was doing in me and right now I felt a growing resentment with the blanket that did not allow me to see those sky-colored eyes at this moment, I removed it with fury and immediately I thanked the sky for the few lunar rays that filtered through the window and allowed me to admire her hypnotic bluish gaze... but what I longed for the most was to be inside her at this very moment it seems that she read that need in my gaze
He gently separated at the same time as his hand towards the exquisite movement that his mouth had made a few seconds ago, he gently raised his gaze away from the moonlight making it impossible for me to see his gaze, only staying with the detail of seeing his Glossy lips -Tell me what you want, booker- he said it in such a way that the words stayed in my throat, I felt his pressure increase making me not be able to pronounce a single word but I was not going to silence my wishes -Inside you r-right now- They came out more like a plea than anything else but I felt her slight laugh as she approached and caressed my length with her entrance... no she was not going to play with me immediately hold her hip as I entered directly into her -¡b-booker¡ - that surprising moan activated something inside immediately the sway started with needy and strong rhythm immediately moved my left hand to his stiff and needed left nipple while With my right hand I could only move around the curve of his butt...Jesus that feeling
I felt how his small hands were crawling all over my body caressing, squeezing, scratching when they reached my face I couldn't help but open my mouth and feel his soft and delicious fingers -¡-B-b-booker i-i. I will. ¡- Within the pleasure and the need to increase the speed and reach that long-awaited climax, a small voice in my head reminded me that Anna's voice was approaching the level of a scream
Immediately I closed my arms around her back and pulled her into a hug to my chest in a perhaps a bit abrupt way before receiving her curious gaze she received an imminent kiss from me causing her to immediately hold my face with her beautiful hands, for a moment it separated as it began to increase the swing for a few seconds I was able to witness in an amazing way his perfect flushed face, slightly open mouth and a delicious lost look
After considerably increasing my strength and grasping her perfect butt, her mouth and therefore tongue did not separate from me again, feeling her moans through my throat was a heavenly sensation
Moments later her moans tried to formulate words and immediately I knew that she was approaching, with a last impulse of energy I felt the longed for liberation and satisfaction sensation
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-What is art for you, Mr. Dewitt? - Was that question coming? When I saw her looking at a grotesque painting on the floor of the horrible pigpen that was the basement of this bar, I approached her but when I try to turn too much I quickly hit my chest, in the vicinity with a slight smile and in my arms I confidently confessed to him -the feeling of how your interior catches me and demands your satisfaction, that for me is art- you are art
–MR. DEWITT!- she immediately exclaimed with flushed cheeks and a needy attempt at outrage as she rapidly and quickly parted climbed the stairs -the consequences of being sincere- I muttered to myself as I followed her
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Columbia.. -I love you booker- I heard her whisper softly on my chest -I also love you Anna- I couldn't help caressing her and removing the blue bow that held her soft brown hair with a perfect knot -Happy? - I heard her whisper smiling -Completely- I said Closing the eyes.
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A/N: Sorry for the mistakes and I hope I'm capturing the essence of this story :)