"la vie est une fleur dont l'amour est le miel."
life is a flower of which love is the honey.
| prologue |
She came to France in search of love. Her heart yearning for a profound connection to a lustful soul. Her intentions were pure; to live happily ever after.
He came to France in search of peace from the vigorous pressures of fame. His mind was heavily clouded and consistently intoxicated. His intentions were indefinable.
Her heart wired to love and his too.
In a garden by the sea, two hearts become unfathomably infatuated with each other.
* Contains Mature Content *
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flourish
Fanfictionruby is in search of love, and he is too. copyright © 2019 roxmox
