unconditional

chapter fourty two

I finished doing my makeup and my hair, which felt like the most difficult task to do at this moment. I kept contemplating back and forth on going out or just staying in bed all night. But, I knew I needed to go, to distract my mind and to be there to celebrate Charles.

I scavenged through my wardrobe and suitcase, trying to find a dress to wear. I wanted to text Victoria to ask her for something to borrow or for her to help, but I felt like she was mad at me and I couldn't deal with that right now. And honestly, I was mad at her for accusing Charles like that.

I put on my white dressing gown as I frantically pulled out different tops, hoping to find something suitable to wear.

I hear a few gentle knocks on my door and open it to see Charles, his hair looked darker than usual from the gel he'd put in his hair. It somehow managed to make those greens eyes stand out even more, which I loved. He was wearing a white linen shirt, matched with pants of the same colour. I smile at him in awe and that's when I look down at his hand, holding a red dress.

My red dress. The one that he gave me back in Monaco that I thought I ruined. Well, the dress his crazy ex actually ruined.

"Figured you'd need something to wear?" He says with a smile as he gives it to me.

"I thought I ruined it!" I exclaim, as I hold the dress up in admiration, it was such a beautiful dress. The most beautiful dress I've ever seen.

I quickly take my dressing gown off, and put the dress on. I smiled as Charles stared at me, his mouth slightly open in awe as he watches me.

I roll my eyes as he gawks and ask, "Can you-"

He nods before I even finish my question and walks over to me to zip my dress up, slowly. Once he zips it up, he places his hands around my waist pulling me back into him. I gasp at his touch. He places his hands on my hair, moving it away from my neck as he places gentle kisses all over.

"You look beautiful" Charles whispers in my ear, "So beautiful"

I smile at his words, and tilt my head to the side to give him more access to my neck. I feel his hand go lower, and start to feel breathless as his hand hovers over my entrance. I lean my head back onto his shoulder as I grip his arm, wanting him to touch me more.

But he doesn't. Once he hears my breathlessness, he moves his hand away and turns me around to face him. He kisses me softly on the lips and smirks at me.

"We better get going" Charles says, with a grin.

I roll my eyes at me, "If you tease me one more time, Charles" I mutter.

"You'll do what?" He asks as he places his hands on my ass.

I say nothing at first, I just do the same thing he did to me. Slowly kiss his neck as I wrap my hand around it. He groans at my soft kisses. And now, he was the breathless one. I pull back to look at him and smile, "Time to go" I say as I hold his hand guiding us to my door. He sighs in frustration which made me giggle.

Two can play at that game, Charles.

We make our way to the elevator, holding hands and for the first time, we didn't have to make a run for the elevator or go in separately. We were free. We could be us without restriction.

We head outside of the hotel, there was already a driver outside waiting for us. Charles holds my hand as we walk over to the car, opening the door for me with a smile.

"Congratulations, Sir" The driver says as he begins to drive.

"Thank you very much" Charles responds with a smile.