#monabel

Part 8, I'm almost done!

(Part 7)(Part 9)

Liech and Taiwan would be awesome buds as well (together with Sey I see the three of them as a nice trio of besties)

“What are you going to do now?” Emma towered over the desk, shoulders thrown back, the light of righteous anger illuminating her face.

“What am I going to do?” Ms. Redoux chuckled, crossing her legs. She leaned an elbow against her desk, and looked up at Emma, her painted lips twisting up in a smug smile. “Nothing. I am going to do nothing, Ms. Peeters.”

Emma blinked dumbly, staring down at the petite woman in front of her.

“Nothing?” she echoed. “But I have evidence of your laundering right here! You’ve used the company to further your own illicit gains! I can report you to the police, to INTERPOL! I have evidence this is not contained to Belgium alone!”

“But you won’t,” Ms. Redoux said calmly, smiling contentedly to herself as she turned away from Emma. Emma felt unsteady on her feet, as if someone had jerked a rug out from underneath her.

“What makes you think that?” she demanded. Ms. Redoux stretched one leg out and propped her heel up on the desk. Emma could see the lacy top of her thigh-highs, seam neatly against the back of her calf as always. She had never seen Ms. Redoux in even the slightest state of dishevelment.

“Because I know you,” she purred, tilting her seat back. “Come here, Emma, let me tell you something.” She beckoned her with a crooked finger, and Emma came around to lean in and hear what excuses Ms. Redoux had to pour out. Before she could react, Ms. Redoux’s hand flew out and seized her tie, pulling her in much closer. “I know you, dear,” she said in a sweet, low voice. “And you won’t report me. You won’t see me go to jail.” The smell of her perfume swirled around Emma’s head, and so close up, she could see flecks of darker blue against the light of Ms. Redoux’s eyes.

“How can you be sure?” Emma’s voice was suddenly much quieter, and anger at herself flared in her breast. She was allowing herself to get caught up in Ms. Redoux’s games, again!

Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa Belgium

Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them Monaco

Who starts the tickle fights Monaco

Who starts the pillow fights Belgium

Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile Monaco

Who mistakes salt for sugar Monaco

Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning Belgium

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines Belgium

Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order Monaco

Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies Belgium

Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion Monaco

Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen Belgium

Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation Monaco

Monaco//Belgium//Photos