The city of love (Victoria's tales)

Ciao bellissimi!

You had to know a couple of days ago I was in Venice with my friend Yana.

I have always dreamed of seeing Venice, and I can say it's STUNNING. The most enchanting place I have ever seen in my life.

But the city is not the only thing that I will remember. 

Let me start from the beginning: 

As I said, I was there with Yara, she is a friend of mine, and she is a Ukrainian model like me. We had a photoshoot planned for a luxury boat company, and we were both super excited about the job!

Moreover, I was going to meet Roberto, her boyfriend! She is crazy about him, and she often talked to me about their relationship! I was really curious. 

But the job wasn't really what I expected. When I was posing in couple with Yara, the photographer - Francesco - was super professional and friendly, while when Yara wasn't with us, I noticed some weird looks from his side.

As always, you have to wear different clothes during a photo session, and I had the impression Francesco was spying on me when I was changing my last outfit in the corner of the studio.  I found it pretty weird, but I didn't give it too much thought. 

After the job, Yara proposed to have dinner in a very cool place over a small, lovely canal of the city to spend some time with Francesco and me.

Yara is always very kind (and Naif!) and decided to invite the photographer to join us.

He accepted immediately, but I wasn't super pleased about it.

Even if he was a handsome guy indeed (he was a model too!), he was a bit too bold and cocky for my taste. 

Guys, the restaurant was an absolute gem!

The view was something unique, and the atmosphere was the most romantic ever. The sun was setting, the air was fresh and pleasant, and I felt lighter in my body after a long working day. Everything was just perfect. 

Apart from Marco!

We were waiting for Roberto, enjoying a nice glass of Chardonnay and that hairball couldn't stop talking about himself... he was so smug!!!!

He was all  "I" "I" "I"... so boring. He was staring at me all the time, without even talking to me or Yara. We were attending a monologue about his "exciting, successful and incredible life".

But at some point, Roberto showed up.

He wasn't exactly the way I imagined him. He was pretty common looking compared to Yara. 

She is tall, slender, with long black hair and light green eyes, while Roberto was more an... average looking guy. 

Before taking his seat, Roberto gently kissed Yara's cheek and introduced himself to me and Marco. He was well dressed, and when he came closer to me to politely shaking my hand, I noticed his perfume was rich and manly.  

He slightly nodded his head to the waiter that reached our table and took the orders. The traditional plates he suggested were delightful and super tasty; I couldn't get enough.

Roberto was so engaging in his conversation that Marco finally stopped talking. Roberto was caring with Yara and very friendly with me. 

He asked us about the job and was always making sure that we were doing ok.

I found it so lovely.

So nice that for a blink of an eye, I forgot about Marco and Yara, and I caught myself wondering how amazing it would have been to have such a fantastic guy by my side.

A charming, elegant, well mannered guy that knows how to treat a girl and keep her easy.

I admit I felt guilty for that second of daydreaming,

I would never cheat on my friend, and to be completely honest, I have never had a real boyfriend kind my life.

What about you guys?

Have you ever feel this way?

Did you ever face a similar situation?