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What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Amelia Marek
Andras Stein
Boone Kendrick
Damon Marcello
Dareios Auerbach
Dorian Ellington-Aragona
Isolt Marcello
Kohl Jones
Ragnar Lothbrok
Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Abigail Hughes
Beylani Rose
Gia Jones
Raylin Chike

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

Anastasia Romanova
Bjorn Larsen
Davante Dorian
Leila Van Acker
Mayuza Gracefell
Miyako Aiken
Morgan Van Acker
Quinton Van Acker
Ren Nomura
Serafina Dubois

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

Alekai Evero
Alistair Rosenthal
Audette Rousseau
Ben Collins
Carolina Bedford
Claire Grace
Emerson Navarro
Harper Thomson
Kenji Onimaru
Malakai Kanaita
Sterling Tenembrage
Sylvester Veres

everything's in our sights


Posted on May 27, 2018 by Taylor Dixon
Residences


He hated the things she had to go through while back in Paris. He would have cringed every time a man walked through her gate in the hopes of winning her hand and her heart. He didn't see how he could ever look her father in the eye knowing what he did about how manipulative the man had been of his own daughter, trying to sell her like cattle to the highest bidder. He never would have been the type for her father to control or try on her. First off, he wouldn't even consider it because Taylor had no background or pedigree. He would have been as good off as the servant boy who washed their dishes in their world. But he didn't care about any of that. Adelaide was his because she chose to be, not because someone put him in her path and controlled them like puppets. He was no one's puppet.

If he ever came across Julien, he wasn't sure he wouldn't want to punch him at least once for breaking her heart like he did. Sure, it was just another step that brought her into his own path but the thought of anyone hurting her like that bastard did made Taylor want to hit something. She was something else though. So independent and spirited. He loved it. He loved everything about her. Their night spent wrapped in each others' arms after making love only made him miss her more, expecially at night when he was alone in his bed, holding only cold emptiness. He often wondered what would have happened if he didn't go into the burlesque that night or notice the man harassing her. Would they still have ended up in each others' lives or would she have passed him on the street and not given him another glance? It was painful to even think about.

He knew her life was with Townsend. The blonde man would never be happy unless he was taking care of her and the house. Reginald and Rose also needed her in their lives. He'd have to share and he was okay with that. He liked the dogs and wanted them to have their owner in their lives and believe it or not, he liked Townsend too and wanted him to always have Adelaide in his life, to know that she was okay and happy. He knew he'd have to face the man's wrath if she ever wasn't happy and somehow the idea only made him smile. He liked knowing there was something like that in her life, someone else who cared about her wellbeing as much as he did. As she stepped through the door, they jested about his apartment and how it might be considered roughing it for her. He was joking with her, not wanting her to think he actually saw her as some prim princess from a castle that looked down on him. He knew better than that and knew she had a sense of humor to go along with her outstanding beauty.

When he joked about making it into a man cave complete with bear heads, she said he undersestimated her and that she might even ask for a key. He smirked. "Good thing I already have two copies then, for just such a day. Though you don't even need to ask, darling." He nudged his head toward the counter where a key laid perfectly by itself, just asking for someone to scoop it up. He quirked a brow, waiting for her reaction before leaning in to kiss her cheek before whispering. "I know better than to underestimate you. I prepare for everything and expect nothing. You're just too unpredictable." Smirking, he pulled back and went back to cooking. He'd been thinking about giving her a key practically since he got the apartment. He knew she'd be pretty much his only visitor and really she was the one he wanted in his apartment night and day. He trusted her completely and wanted her in his life as much as she could want to be in it. What better way to express that than giving her a key to the only part of his life so far that she wasn't already included?

When they joked about clothing and lack there of, he cut his gaze to her as she started sliding the leather jacket down her shoulders. He had to bite his lip to keep from groaning at the sight, already picturing his lips following those soft hands as they slid the fabric down her arms. He smirked at her comment. "I'm glad you think so. If I wasn't trying not to burn the apartment down and make us some edible food right now, I'd be all for taking part. As it is, I'm afraid I'm going to have to be a not so silent observer." His brow twitched in amusement as his eyes glittered daringly. He couldn't take his eyes off of her even if he tried. She was just as mesmerizing standing still as walking. He wanted to hold her and never let go and yet he wanted to admire her in her free movements just as much. He made a joke about a pillow fort if he'd known she was going to stay, though of course they both knew that wasn't necessary. She would be just as welcome anywhere in the apartment, especially his own bed when it came to sleeping....or not.

She moved to run her fingers across his collarbone then and he couldn't control the way his breathing hitched, a groan already rumbling in his chest as his eyes closed to half slits of pure unadulterated desire. She said something about Townsend going to England and he raised a brow. "Vacation or something he had to take care of?" When she continued, his brows both rose in surprise. She wasn't needed at the bistro or at home. She was all his for a week. His mind swam for a minute as he tried to take it all in. Her purring didn't help. Already he was reacting to her touch and her voice downstairs. It was all too easy. She was seductive just by being herself. He smirked. "Well, it sounds like we'd better start enjoying ourselves then." He moved quickly then, his arms wrapping under her butt to lift her off the ground, his grin rogueish as he kissed her lips, her cheeks, her neck. He held her there for a minute, just enjoying holding her. "Happy birthday to me." He whispered, drowning in her eyes for a second before he slowly lowered her back down.

She leaned in to kiss him then and he returned it softly but filled with lingering desire, her whisper only making him want to take her right here and now. He smiled in response since he couldn't think straight to word anything anyway. Thankfully she gave him time to clear his head when she stepped away to look at the food. She said it looked delicious. "It should taste as much too. Though you'll be the judge of that." He followed to grab a plate and sit beside her on the couch, enjoying the way his leg and arm gently brushed hers as he tried to concentrate on the food. His mind was already elsewhere though. He had just taken a bite when she brought up leaving and he choked a little, having to take a drink before he looked at her, his brow quirking. "A road trip. Just the two of us?" He smirked, taking another bite. "Sign me up."



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