In which we follow the life of the youngest of the Pritchett's.
Anastasia Rose Pritchett, 28 years old. The successful head of PR department for a fashion company. She lives a luxury but cozy life with his British boyfriend.
Alexander Brown, 37 year...
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"I'm gonna cry! Oh, my god..." Anastasia screamed excitedly while looking at her laptop.
Alexander and her were both sitting down in the living room. He was checking some documents while she was smiling at her laptop. Of course, this shout immediately brought Alexander's focus onto her.
He furrowed his brows, "What has you so excited?" He smiled softly but confused.
"Guess who is traveling from London to help me with my wedding dress?!" She smiled at him with wide eyes immediately realization sunk in him.
"Oh... no."
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"So... Penelope is coming... she's Alexander's mom! And she's arriving because this weekend we're gonna start looking for dresses." Anastasia grinned excitedly at the camera.
"Don't mistake me. I'm very happy my mother is coming but she tends to be a little bit overbearing. I love her but she still treats me like I'm a baby." He sighed at the camera but then looks at Anastasia. "But she's helping my darling to look for wedding dresses. And I can't wait for her to find the one."
"When is she arriving?" Alexander asked her while drinking some tea.
"She told me that her flight is booked for tomorrow morning. And I think that maybe Anthony's coming too but I still don't know."
He groaned, "Oh, please don't tell me now everyone is coming."
"Don't be such a baby. We haven't seen your family in months. I miss them." She pouts making him chuckle.
"Fine." He told her while smiling mischievously. "Are you doing something right now? Or later?"
"Mmm, I think Gloria asked for my help with something about Manny's date. Apparently she's giving her some type of makeover." She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion while tilting her head to the side a little bit. "Why are you asking?"
"Because maybe... we can have some fun right now." He wiggled his eyebrows at her playfully.
She gave him a smirk, stood up from the couch not taking her eyes from his, slowly but seductively she began to drag her panties down, thank god she decided to wear a dress that morning.
