It's the oldest story in the world. One day you're 17 planning for someday and then quietly, without you ever noticing, someday is today, and then someday was yesterday. And this is your life. - Nathan Scott
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"Adrien! Marinette! Over here!" The paparazzi were out in full force at Charles De Gaulle airport waiting to get a picture of Adrien and Marinette. As they stepped out the limousine they both placed on their sunglasses and flashed a quick smile for the camera's before pushing through the crowds and inside the building. Gabriel and Emilie followed behind the couple with Gorilla in tow. Of course, he would be coming with them to London. He was Gabriel's most trusted bodyguard.

Adrien clung onto Marinette's hand as they were directed towards the VIP check-in desk. He always felt like it was his fault Marinette had to put up with this side of fame, however she was always quick to remind him that firstly it was partially her choice and secondly she was also famous in her own right thanks to her amazing design skills. In addition, Adrien seemed to be always forgetting that she was also Ladybug, a constant face in magazines and newspapers.

After they'd checked in, and Gabriel had given a stern warning regarding the suitcase containing the clothing for the fashion show, the five made their way to the business lounge. Adrien was easily spotted thanks to his mass of handsomeness, and girls were fawning all over him asking for photographs. Marinette was good with his fans, she knew Adrien and where his loyalties stood, she never had a reason to worry. Jealousy was not a trait of Marinette's personality. Once Adrien had finished with the mass of girls surrounding him they entered the business suite.

"We will hopefully be finished in an hour." Adrien kissed Marinette on the lips as he headed off to a conference room with his father. They had a board meeting with the Paris investors and needed somewhere to conference call.

"Gabriel, where's my kiss? Your son is out romancing you. You need to take some tips."

"Sorry my darling." Gabriel walked over and gave his wife a kiss on the lips. He winked at her before turning to walk off with Adrien. Marinette smirked.

They have the same winking face, she thought.

"Just me and you then, sweetheart. Fancy some champagne?" The girls walked into the bar area of the lounge chatting energetically about the London Fashion Show. As they walked, they didn't notice the blue haired oriental girl sitting quietly in the corner waiting patiently for the next two weeks to unfold. Adrien and Marinette will regret the day they crossed her, soon she will have the power to take what was undoubtedly hers.

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"As you know, myself and Emilie will be moving to London in the next few months to make sure everything is running smoothly in our London division. With this is mind I have spoken to Adrien who has volunteered to step into the role as joint CEO for 'Agreste' along side myself and Mrs Agreste, I'm sure you'll all agree he is ready for it after the fantastic work he has put into the youth division of the company."

Gabriel stopped talking in readiness for the reply from the investors. There were a lot of nods and yes' from the board. Adrien stood strong behind his father's chair, he was intimidating to all those employed at 'Agreste', he was efficient at displaying an air of arrogance to stop unwanted advances. A rotund man, in need of a good hair cut and a shave, began to speak.

"We will be glad to have Adrien leading the Paris division. 'Agreste' is becoming a powerhouse thanks to this young man. Though I was wondering what will be happening with that divine Chinese beauty? I have plenty of good 'business' opportunities, if you want to send her my way." He finished his sentence with a wink making Adrien's blood boil and his fists clench.

"I don't think that's appropriate, Victor, she is practically part of my family and I do not appreciate that tone." Gabriel's voice was cold. Adrien flinched, it reminded him of Hawk Moth too much. Flashbacks to the day they found out ran through his head. How had he not seen it?

"Nathalie will be continuing working on 'Agreste' style and Félix, my nephew, will be transferring to Paris so he can work alongside her. Marinette, will be continue working on the clothing lines and also introducing a women's evening wear sector for the company." Gabriel continued to explain.

"It sounds like our stocks are about to go crazy again. Those couple of evening dresses she's designed have been tremendously big sellers." A lady sat back in her chair with her eyebrows raised. Adrien couldn't decide if it was from excitement or a face lift.

"She has exceptional talent and will be wearing a couple of her new designs at events whilst in London." Adrien spoke for the first time since the call had began. He was so proud of Marinette and promoted her as often as he could.

"I trust we will be in good hands." The plump man spoke again, all Adrien could think about was how this man could be removed indefinitely from the company. "Thank you for meeting us Mr Agreste senior and Mr Agreste junior. Safe travels to London."

Gabriel shut the laptop and sighed. Taking his glasses off; he rubbed over his eyes pinching the top of his nose.

"Victor needs to be removed from the company."

"Father, I completely agree. I don't want someone who talks about my girlfriend like that."

"Adrien, you really need to stop bringing your emotions into everything," he puts his glasses back on, "but I agree. The guys a perverted prick. He contacts Marinette at any point without permission and I'll make sure he's gone before you can count to ten." Adrien placed his hand on his fathers shoulder and smiled. He loved having his father back.

"Now back to our business," Gabriel motions for Adrien to take a seat next to him. "How are things between you and Marinette?"

Adrien broke into a face splitting smile, he looked down to conceal his blush. Where does he begin? Each day since they revealed their identities they just grew closer and closer together. Of course they had moments, what couple didn't? But they were there for each other; best friends, partners, lovers, soul mates ... every one of those words were true. He adored everything about her and he knew that would never change.

"Amazing Father." He looks up to see his father smiling back at him. It was so unusual to see his father smile; after years of solemnness Adrien found the look quite freaky. 

"I wanted to give you this ..." Gabriel reached into his suits inside pocket and pulled out a small box, he placed it in front of Adrien and signalled for him to open it. As Adrien's eyes widened as Gabriel explained himself.

"This is one of the Graham de Vanily Twin Rings. Unfortunately the other was lost when your mother went missing. They transfer to a blood relative of the Graham de Vanily family to pass on when they become betrothed, and your mother and I thought you'd might like to use it for when you eventually ask Marinette to marry you."

Graham de Vanily Twin Rings ... Adrien know he'd heard that before but couldn't quite place it. Taking it from the table he studied the little gold band in the big black box. The ring was so dainty compared to the thick, sturdiness of the box. He knew Marinette would remember. Closing the lid, he placed it into his bag.

"Thank you both so much. I'm sure she'll love it."

"I know it's not as big and extravagant as you'd probably like, but it is a family heirloom."

"It's perfect. Just like Marinette."

"You're such a romantic like your mother." Gabriel packed his laptop away and checked he'd got all his belongings. Making his way over to the door, he turned back to Adrien.

"I understand this is probably not how you wanted your life to go. I know you've had a plan since you were seventeen to be free and tour the world, but I am really glad you've met someone who makes you happy and supports you. It's refreshing to find someone so open, honest and talented. I'm so proud of you, Adrien, I hope you know that." Gabriel placed his hand on his sons masculine shoulder and gave him a smile. Adrien reached up and placed his hand on top of his fathers. They gave each other a knowing smile and Gabriel turns back to the door.

"By the way, son, you and Marinette have been booked into a different hotel. Myself and your mother thought you'd like to get in some practise for giving us Grandchildren." Gabriel smirked and walked out the door, leaving Adrien frozen to the spot. He didn't know what was more disturbing; his parents making sure he was having sex with his girlfriend, or the fact he was more like his father than he would like to admit.

Perhaps Chat Noir needed a tone down.

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"So, how's things with Adrien?" Emilie was on her third glass of champagne, with Marinette still on her first. They were sitting across from each other on sofa chairs next to a large window where they could see the planes dancing around each other as they headed to the runway.

"He's wonderful." Marinette said with a dreamy sigh. "I still have to pinch myself that we're together." Emilie laughed at Marinette.

"I think he's the lucky one. You truly love him for who he is, not what he is. A mother couldn't ask for anything more. Talking of which the men are on their way back now." She nodded towards the entrance to their private section.

Adrien and Gabriel were in a heated discussion as they walked towards their ladies. Marinette looked her boyfriend up and down, as sorry as she felt for him having to wear a suit for the journey she couldn't deny he looked amazing in his limited edition 'Agreste' suit which she'd designed personally for him. Her man could wear anything and still look as sexy as hell, that even included a leather cat costume with ears.

"Madam," Gabriel bent down and offered his hand to his wife, "I believe there's an anniversary present I owe you." Giving a slight giggle Emilie slipped her hand into Gabriel's.

"We'll meet you on the plane." Emilie said, dropping kisses on Adrien's and Marinette's cheeks. They waved and walked towards duty free with Gorilla tailing.

"They're so adorable. It's like watching a couple of teenagers." Marinette gripped her hands together and placed them under her chin.

"Yeah! Something like that." Adrien sat in his mother's seat and tried to get the attention of a member of staff.

"You ok, Kitty?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Just apprehensive about London, I feel like somethings going to happen and we're not prepared for it."

"We're together, we'll be fine." Marinette lent forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "Whatever happens we can work through it together."

"I love you, Maribug."

"I love you too. Now get me some more champagne model boy." Marinette placed both her legs over Adrien's left knee, sliding down in her seat and smirking at him.

A male member of staff headed over to take Adrien's order.

"How about for you fair maiden?" The staff member was basically drooling over Marinette.

"Oh, you flatterer. Another glass of champagne please."

"Your wish is my command." He bowed then turned around and walked off.

"What's the game then, lovebug?" Adrien lifted one eyebrow at his menacing girlfriend.

"I think attention today. Who can get the most flirtatious lines?"

"What's the rules?"

"You can't give them out in order to get one back."

"Why?" Adrien looked horrified.

"Because you're better at them than me which means you'll win. They have to come to you to do it, you can't provoke."

"Anything else?" Swinging her legs off Adrien's knee, she stands up and moves to sit on his lap. She wraps her arms around his neck and leans in close to his lips.

"And definitely none of this." She whispers to him before skimming her tongue over his bottom lip and pulling him into a deep French kiss. A deep groan pulls from his throat and his hands trail up her thigh and back.

"You're such a tease. What does the winner get?" Adrien asks curiously. Marinette leans down and bites his earlobe.

"They get full control over what happens for one night." She whispered in his ear before standing up and walking back to her seat just at the waiter returned with there drinks.

"An orange juice for yourself, and a sweet champagne for this dazzling lady."

"Merci," Marinette said, taking her glass and raising it at Adrien with a wink, "1 - nil Model Boy."