Fics like nocturne in g minor (op.15, no.3)

To some extent, Marc likes it, the power he’s got on Valentino nowadays. The fact that Valentino doesn’t attend certain events just because he knows Marc will be there gives him a sort of perverse pleasure, cutting and sharp, like barbed wire. He chews carefully through every course. From the info he gathered, there will be a charity auction after the Michelin Star dinner, that sort of thing that seems to entertain bored, rich people to no ends. Valentino isn’t here to bid, though. It’s just that his leathers will be auctioned off for some good cause Marc hasn’t bothered with researching, and he had to be here to convince someone to buy it. Marc could. Bidding starts at ten thousand euros – it’s a ridiculously small amount of money for him, he could even do it without informing his wealth manager in advance. Folding his napkin on his lap, Marc really thinks about it. Thinks about how it would look inside one of his glass showcases, dark blue amongst a sea of flashy Repsol Honda colors. Swarmed by it. Swarmed by him. Marc buys his invite to a charity auction just to see Valentino. There's nothing wrong with that, right?

Fics like nocturne in g minor (op.15, no.3)

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