In the fall of 1957, Edward Allassi sits near the window of his powder blue bedroom, resting from complete exhaustion. His foot rests by the curved, cabriole leg on a fauteuil chair - a piece from the Rococo period.
Gazing down the long drive of his grand French villa, to the large cast iron entrance gates, with their art Deco detail Edward is engrossed in thoughts of his youth. He stares at the lamp posts decorated with lion’s heads, recalling the day the lion’s heads were installed. He had been a young boy, then. Things had been so much different.
There is a soft knock at his bedroom door. He recognizes his majordomo. “Yes Archille, come in.”
A man enters who is the image of the man on the cover of the Monopoly game -- Rich Uncle …show more content…
From her long sable mane, held back with two diamond clips; to the elegant silver slippers on her flawless feet. She is stunning. Clad in an iridescent, crinkled organza gown painted with Ebru designs, she is radiant as she waltzes into the room. Even the embroidered hem of her gown, glistening with the silver threads of Turkish calligraphy, seem to flow languidly. Across her bare slender shoulders, she wears a sable cape.
Allassi's eyes stop, lingering on the model's exquisite long neck. They slowly roam up to her eyes. She is a vision. Standing there, next to the antique mirror and the Belle Époque décor. He nearly drops his glass of brandy when their eyes met. At that moment, he does something he has never done. He openly stares at the swan-necked beauty. His gaze holds hers for just a brief second. Suddenly, the rock-hard spine of one of the most eligible bachelors and toughest shipping men is split, by volcanic fires.
Her skin, like porcelain, is as fair as any Snow White image he has ever imagined. Her hair, the color of heraldry, reminds him of childhood fairy tales. And those full vermillion lips. They create a longing he hasn't felt in some time. She is Snow White, Ava Gardner and a wild Gauguin Vahine beauty, all wrapped up into one exquisite package. And she is seemingly unaware of the effect her looks has on nearly every man in that room. He’s
Gazing down the long drive of his grand French villa, to the large cast iron entrance gates, with their art Deco detail Edward is engrossed in thoughts of his youth. He stares at the lamp posts decorated with lion’s heads, recalling the day the lion’s heads were installed. He had been a young boy, then. Things had been so much different.
There is a soft knock at his bedroom door. He recognizes his majordomo. “Yes Archille, come in.”
A man enters who is the image of the man on the cover of the Monopoly game -- Rich Uncle …show more content…
From her long sable mane, held back with two diamond clips; to the elegant silver slippers on her flawless feet. She is stunning. Clad in an iridescent, crinkled organza gown painted with Ebru designs, she is radiant as she waltzes into the room. Even the embroidered hem of her gown, glistening with the silver threads of Turkish calligraphy, seem to flow languidly. Across her bare slender shoulders, she wears a sable cape.
Allassi's eyes stop, lingering on the model's exquisite long neck. They slowly roam up to her eyes. She is a vision. Standing there, next to the antique mirror and the Belle Époque décor. He nearly drops his glass of brandy when their eyes met. At that moment, he does something he has never done. He openly stares at the swan-necked beauty. His gaze holds hers for just a brief second. Suddenly, the rock-hard spine of one of the most eligible bachelors and toughest shipping men is split, by volcanic fires.
Her skin, like porcelain, is as fair as any Snow White image he has ever imagined. Her hair, the color of heraldry, reminds him of childhood fairy tales. And those full vermillion lips. They create a longing he hasn't felt in some time. She is Snow White, Ava Gardner and a wild Gauguin Vahine beauty, all wrapped up into one exquisite package. And she is seemingly unaware of the effect her looks has on nearly every man in that room. He’s