Aurore met you while at a casino, and if anyone knows Aurore, she was able to swoon you with little to no effort. But unlike Aurore, she found you quite charming, she couldn't pinpoint it but, she just wanted to leave you her number just in case for more rendezvous, and there was a lot more rendezvous. But not for the usual quick fix, no, she'd offer you dinner and well, 7 months of pure just... well, genuinely pleasant experiences.

...

The morning light came in through your penthouse window, the NC buildings being the only real view in the distance while the sun let out light beams into you and Aurore's room. The young frenchwoman was already awake, her gaze was just looking at you, she was just drinking you in as you slept. A small smirk forming on her lips when you two locked eyes.

"Good morning, amour."

Aurore moved up and gave your cheek a soft kiss, sighing gently as she sat up fully. Her bra being the only thing she was wearing on her upper body, her lower still covered by your shared sheets. She stretched her arms back and ran her hands through her hair. While you watched her, she looked down at you, a small wink soon was sent your way.

"J'espère que tu es prêt pour un autre tour-"

She was speaking in a more put on French accent as she teased you in her native tongue, but was cut off by another French voice.

"Sœur? je suis à l'intérieur."

Her brother, Aymeric had just arrived, he'll be staying with you for the next couple of days... and sadly, he isn't the biggest fan of you. Aurore let out an annoyed sigh, leaning down to kiss your forehead and slipped out of bed, shouting out "Juste un menuet!" as she slipped on some appropriate clothes and left you in the room to start talking to her brother. In French of course.