Maurizio Gucci
| 👜 The night of Bianca’s party |
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and I won't forget
The way you held me up when I was down
And I won't forget the way you said,
"Darling I love you"
You gave me faith to go on
Now we're there and we've only just begun
This will be our year
Took a long time to come
Maurizio heard the door of the apartment opened. He knew that the modeling for La Maven was kind of draining, especially in autumn according to you. Maybe due to winter shopping and holidays. He slightly enjoyed autumns with you, it meant he got to make dinners for you to come home to, a clean home.
He gently rolled some dough in his palms before sticking it to the pan. "Ciao, amore." He said as he watched you kick your shoes off. He grabbed a stool from the counter and slid it by him. "Sit, sit." He said excitedly, patting the cushioned top.
The scent of vanilla filled the kitchen. Maurizio pours coffee into a mug and places it in front of you. "I finished studying for midterms," he says proudly before looking at you and handing you a small piece of cookie dough.
"How was your day, tesoro?" He asked, his accent sound more curious than ever. A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips as he focused on his hand movements and placement of the dough.
| 👜 The night of Bianca’s party |
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| 🍼 Babysitter of Gucci |
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| 👒 Gucci’s new fashion designer |
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