Sugar Rush ✔️

Prolouge

"Over here!"

"Look this way!"

"Can you smile for me?!"

"Who are you wearing?!"

I've grown to dislike these events. They're boring and always filled with snobby rich people. Everyone thinking they're better than the next.

It's honestly pitiful how much image means to some people. Don't get me wrong I do value my image, but not to the extent that some of these people go to. Nobody's perfect.
I look around at some of the couples who are clearly only married for business purposes. They could at least fake it.
I also notice the stereotypical trophy wives with their millionaire husbands going around mingling with other similar couples.

I know I sound judgmental right now, but I couldn't care less. Most of these people I've interacted with at previous events literally threw every micro aggression they could think of at me.

Even though I can't stand any of them, they all seem to have their lives together and I can't help but envy them for that.
I've always wanted to open up a bakery. I loved baking with my parents growing up, and it always stuck with me.
Last month, I saw a nice building for sale, but never got around to looking more into it.

Maybe I'll bring up my idea to him tomorrow. I remember him encouraging me to do this when I pitched my idea to him on our first date. I know once I tell him, he'll go all in and it's not necessarily a bad thing, but he could go overboard sometimes when it came to me and I don't want to feel like I contributed nothing towards my success.

I felt him squeeze my waist. I looked up at him in a questioning manner. "Have I told you how beautiful you look this evening?" He said smirking. I scoff.
"Yeah only like a hundred times." I said making him laugh.
"Well you can make it 101." He rebutted and I smiled.

We finally made it inside the building and me from 9 months ago would've been amazed at the extravagance of this place, but now it ceased to amaze me.

He led me to a table in the front with our names on two of the seats. After pulling my chair out for me, he takes a seat next to me.

"I can tell you're bored, we've only been here 30 minutes." He chuckled. 30 minutes too long, I would much rather have a movie night.

I keep that thought to myself though. I don't want to ruin his night with my complaints. This is very important to him considering this event is in his honor this time, unlike the others where it was just auctions hosted by people of equal status and other charity events where the only purpose is to show off their wealth.

"I'm just hungry that's all, I didn't eat before we left." I told him. His eyebrows furrow.

"Hm is that so? Stay here while I get you something." He says and gets up to walk over to the workers serving food on the other side of the room.

I decide to scroll through my phone so I won't look awkward just sitting here alone.

A couple of seconds later I see a chair move back at our table and I look up to see his parents as well as his younger brother and sister.

"Gia sou Violet!" His mom greets me and they all follow suit. I greet them back and we began to speak about what's been going on in our lives since the last time we've seen each other which was about a month ago. (Hi)

Soon the man of honor came back and set a large plate down in front of me with a variety of different foods. Suddenly I'm hungry for real this time.

"Thank you." I pecked his cheek lightly and began to eat carefully, being mindful of my makeup, not wanting to ruin my lipstick. He smiled at me and greeted his family before someone came onto the stage with an announcement to make which means the event is officially starting.

I sighed.

This is gonna be a long night.