#monacoprincess

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Grace Kelly 👑 #secretmillicom #gracekelly #hermeskelly #monaco #monacoprincess #princess (at Monaco) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVKDYOAj50w/?utm_medium=tumblr

[adelmo-avancini]

#marilyn #marilynmonroe #gracekelly #monacoprincess #coffee #coffeetime #achadosdasemana

[philosophersjoke]

Grey top #sotiascloset #boutique #monacoprincess #greekdesigners #agioualexandrou16 #palaiofaliro (στην τοποθεσία Sotia's Closet)

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Spring #cotton #knitwear @sotiascloset #monacoprincess #ss17collection #agioualexandrou16 #palaiofaliro (στην τοποθεσία Sotia's Closet)

[paulsley]

Merhaba) Oh, sonunda birisi benim gibi Ayşegül-Murata destek verdi) Birinci bölümden biri Cana fena gicigim, hemen sariçiyan Elif çagirinca koşuyor ona iki yüzlü(

Ya diziyi Ayşegül için izliyorum diyebilirim ve kızın üzülmesinden bıktım yani daha kaç bölüm oldu.. Can hem dibine kadar giriyor kızın hem de kıza demediğini bırakmıyor… Bu huylarını sevmiyorum. Biraz burnu sürtmeli. Ama Murat öyle değil evet çapkındı ama Can da öyleydi kaldı ki Murat Ayşegül’e çok iyi davranıyor… Elif Murat’ı seviyor diye Murat ona hiç kötü bir şey demedi tatlı dille açıkladı her şeyi… Ama Can… Vallahi ben de sinir oluyorum :D

[lejouetdutemps]

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One month from now, he needed to remember that. December was a very busy time, but those doctor appointments were crucial moments! Perhaps it would be best to not schedule anything during that time? Nodding in response to Juliette’s doctor, who he was on the phone with and thus could not see him, he would hang up. Coming back into the room, he would repeat this information to her. “Next month. December 27th.” It was accompanied with a triumphant smile. He was rather proud of himself for having spoken to an actual doctor without any sign of contempt. She said he could do it and she was right."You know what the best part of this is? This child of ours…they’ll be born in the summer too, won’t they?" A baby in July would have been golden, sometime near one of their birthdays. It all was falling into place quite nicely, wasn’t it? Sitting himself and then promptly  lying down next to her, he would lean over, and brush their lips together, before locking them gently. It was a nice, comforting feeling, and somehow, it still gave him those proverbial butterflies that were always spoken of. "Je t’aime."

Today had been hard,  especially since he had been working twice as hard. Strangely enough, business had suddenly picked up, and it was only making things worse for the Frenchman in terms of appearance. He was quite tired, the twinkle in his eye having gone out sometime halfway through the day. As it was also heard, he relapsed into smoking again. So much stress, and there was no comfort to be found when she was gone away. But she was here now, and that’s all he really wanted. Looking at the carton that was tossed in the bin behind her, he realised she knew it too. Kissing her again, he would then bury his face into her neck and muttered “I’m sorry.”

[lejouetdutemps]

Juliette, walking into Francis' room, freezes upon seeing the man bent over in half. The fabric of his pants were stretched over his ass in a way that made it stand out very, vey well. Cocking her head to the side, she leans against the doorframe, smirking before letting out a wolf whistle -- something that she learned from Francis himself. "Well someone's been working the stair stepper."

Francis himself had been trying to pick up from thing that was particularly hard to pick up— a slippery pen with slippery hands. Hearing her, whistle, he gave up the attempts to look at her, not moving at all from his position. He clicked his tongue twice at her and winked. “You like~? Hah, you wish you had a  butt as fantastic as mine. But if you want, you could show me yours and we can see if you do.” Smooth.

[lejouetdutemps]

♚

Francis was actually reading a book , lying shoulder to shoulder when he’d begin to hear the gentlest breath. Juliette’s head had fallen on his shoulder, and he turned to see her and smiled. How adorable…his heart warmed oh so very evenly, and he leant over, kissing the top of her head. “You’re too cute sometimes…” He whispered. Moving her into his arms, he’d pick her up and place her upon his bed and tucked her in. There was no sight in the world he loved better than seeing Juliette at peace.