The crowd went wild, when Aiden exited his car passing his keys to a random valet

"Aiden over here" They screamed

"Where's your Child Aiden!!"

"Aiden is that your Mistress!!"

Aiden ushered us in ignoring the masses

As we were nearing the entrance they actually started asking me questions

"Charley is it true that your Aiden's mistress??"

"Charley, how do you feel about Beyonce's new album?"

The last question was hilarious I actually paused but Aiden lead me forward

I looked at his cold expression

"Aiden, I actually wanted to answer that last question"

He paused quirked one eyebrow

"So how do you feel about Beyonce's new album?"

I looked around to make sure no one was around

"I loved it I might do one of the moves tonight" I teased

"but on second thought, "I said playfully

He placed his hand on my waist and whispered"If you want to dance we can always go to my house"

My first reaction was nothing but primal, my body heated up and my skin tingled by the mere thought of coherently taking all of Aiden in. And actually remembering his touch, his kiss his .....yeah very tempting but wrong very very wrong

I loosened his hold on my waist

"I don't think so, Sir'"

And walked slowly up to the ballroom and instant nerves kicked in I've never been to a Gala... Yes, I worked for Aiden before but you'd have to have a certain seniority to be able to accompany him to these events.

It was a small sense of accomplishment that hit me.

I squared up my shoulders and held my head high and Aiden resumed his hand position on my waist and he ushered me in

The room was elegant of course nothing less from a "Price" event.

It was too extravagant too much everything the band played soft music the lights were dim. The red and black theme was strangely ironic and once we entered the room a big ray of light hit us and an announcer spoke very loudly "And let's give this year host around of applause Aiden Price!!!"

He gave a curt nod while the crowd of people applauded and whistled

I shook my head they act like he isn't the only host he's been having this same Gala every year for 5 years his the main benefactor and host

He ushered me to our seats

I scanned the table seeing the same wrinkly old pale skin I've recently grown accustomed to all rich and very influential people. The table we were at sat ten people to the left of Aiden was a man that was very few knew he was dropped dead gorgeous his brown hair was long and curly, he had a prominent chin, his olive skin was slightly tan with a slight dimple in the middle, his nose was perfectly chiseled

His frame was of a lean man but behind his dark colored suit, I could see the muscles he was trying to hide my eyes wander a little lower near the tip of his belt I colored a little. I don't know what got into me lately as I was slowly moving my eyes up I noticed that the man I had been looking at...more like eye fucking was making straight eye contact with me his dark green eyes were gleaming as he smiled at me showing his pearly whites. I even noticed a slight dimple on his left cheek almost hidden under his perfectly trimmed beard.

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