nohiggsforyou (nohiggsforyou) wrote in after_the_bombs, @ 2011-04-09 17:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998, william rosier |
William Rosier had never believed in the notion of love at first sight until he was introduced to her. It had been a whim that had even led him accept the invitation to see her and for the rest of his life, he blessed that singular moment where he followed an impulse rather than burying it. How was he to have known that he was going to meet one of the great loves of his life that day?
At first glance, most people would have been put off, but Will Rosier was not most people. Yes, she was rough around the edges, but the long, classic lines of her body were pure beauty. There was hint of danger in the air about her – just enough to be titillating without being enough to inspire fear. His reaction to her was all but visceral as he trailed a hand across her in a caress. Something deep in him knew that this was it; this was the one for him. Nothing would stop him from having her. Not his family, not Society, not the Minsitry herself. She was his.
When the subtle sign went up over the door, it was the proudest day of his life to that date. With a smile smug enough to be a crime in and of itself, William Norman Rosier stepped across the threshold of The Seedy Club, his first true love.