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“What on earth are you thinking?! Don't you know what time is it?!” Yuuri's aunt scolded as she tightens her corset. “I told you, I fell asleep on the top deck.
The weather was so nice...” She discontinued what she was about to say knowing fully well that her aunt won't going to listen to her part.
Phichit came and escorted her and her aunt to the dinner party. As they approach the doors, on the bottom of the stairs stood Victor clad in the most expensive suit.
He looked so dashing that as if he was born in the gentry to begin with.
Yuuri's heart thumped as she slowly descends on the grand staircase. Victor noticed Yuuri's presence so he turned around to face the lady, offering his hand.
Yuuri looked into his soft blue eyes and smiled as she places her hand on his hand. Victor slowly kissed the hand as a sign of greeting which made yuuri's cheek flushed a shade of pink.
“Victor, didn't you notice those eyes laid on you. You are quite dashing tonight.” Yuuri whispered as they went inside the hall.
Victor giggled and whispered back. “I am afraid I didn't noticed them. Because my eyes were on you. You looked like an angel descending from the above.” The compliment made Yuuri blushed profusely.
While they were having their dinner Yuuri was actually nervous because she doesn't want Victor to get embarrassed by her fiancé.
But as the night goes on she was surprised that Victor could handle small intellectual talks as well. Phichit noticed Yuuri's stolen glances towards their guest and so he began.
“Mr. Nikiforov what does your family do for a living?” As he asked his question all eyes were now on Victor but Yuuri's eyes where on Phichit's.
Victor looked at Phichit and wiped his lips with the napkin his was holding. “My father was a merchant, he likes to go to places and make his trades there that he rarely comes home.” he laughed at the memory.
“We received money from father every month but mother couldn't take that anymore. So she left me and went with another man so she is now happily remarried. And that left me alone at home. So I sold the house and start my life anew. He added.
Everybody was looking at Phichit as he commented on how he admire Victor's adventurous life.
Dinner ended and Victor excuses himself. Before leaving he went to Yuuri's side and kissed the young lady's hand before exiting. Yuuri watched Victor left the room and sighed, then she suddenly noticed a small piece of paper under her gloved hand.
Glancing towards her aunt and fiancé who was too busy talking with his friends, she looked down and carefully unfolded the paper.
“Meet me at the top of the staircase.”
The note says.
Her heart fluttered.
She knew this could bring trouble but at the same time she knew that this could be something new and exciting as well.
She tapped her aunt's hand and whisper to her that she'll be retiring for the night. Her aunt nodded and so Yuuri made her leave.
As she approached the staircase her heart was racing. Every step she makes felt like she was walking on a thin string, she noticed immediately the platinum blond haired man on the top of the grand staircase.
The coat was discarded; he was wearing a crisp white button-down shirt. Victor noticed her presence so he gave her one of his dazzling smile.
Yuuri was bedazzled by the man in front of him as he grabbed her hand once more and planted a small kiss on her knuckles.
He looked up to her and flashed his most dazzling smile.
“I'll show you what a real-party looks like.”
Yuuri’s eyes widen in excitement as they both run hand in hand towards their destination.
~ To be continued ~