Akira
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"Here all set. Now slowly open your eyes."
I obey.
And I am not able to believe my eyes.
The reflection staring back does not look anything like me.
The smoky eyes, innocent lips and lazy bun, nothing resembles me but somehow they all fit me just fine.
If Nancy had stunned me earlier, this person in the mirror has left me with nothing.
The girl, no not girl, it's a woman, wearing the same dazzled expression as me, appears to be a sexy confident lady who is ready for everything the world has to offer, she looks ready to get into the battle of elite seduction and planning to come out as the winner.
The black dress hangs low, showing enough but leaving the rest for the imaginations. It fits perfectly to my curves, highlighting portions. The back is dipped but a layer of lace gives it the modesty. The heels are strapped perfectly fit and I'm so glad they have wedges.
"Oh my!" Reaching out to touch my face, I force myself to accept the obvious truth.
"Beautiful, aren't you?"
Turning my attention away from mirror, I give Nancy a smile of gratification, "Thank you so much, Nancy."
"Hey, don't thank me. It's all you, Akira. All I have done is to bring out your features that you prefer to hide." She grins, "But I'll take the credit for the dress. I had finished it just two back and it has not been out in market yet."
"You were right this dress is awesome. I feel confident now. I was worried about this party but not anymore."
"Good. Here is advice to handle these type of parties because I have feeling it isn't to be your last anytime soon, don't show weakness in front of those people, not even for second, maintain your cool. They love to rip apart the weak, I know that by experience but I don't think you need to worry much about it all. You will have your Knight with you."
True.
I will have Romero with me and I'm always grateful for that.
But I also want to be able to take care of myself so that I won't have to look for Romero every time I'm in trouble.
I'm already dependent on him in so many levels when it comes to emotionally, I would rather not increase the burden on him.
True, this world is new to me and it also scares me a little but would I let drive me away?
Heck no.
I am a fighter baby, bring it on.
"Thank you for the advice I'll keep that in mind."
"No problem. I should leave now. I also need to ready."
"You would be there too?"
I didn't know that.
"Hell yeah. It's fiftieth anniversary of the King's industries. Its going to be grand. Wouldn't miss it. Specially the fireworks. Plus Mr. Right could be there." She winks.
I love fireworks.
I smile, "I hope you meet your Mr. Right today. So I guess I'll see you there then."
"You bet. See ya."
"Bye."
Collecting all her stuffs, she moves toward the door before waving me goodbye.
The door closes behind Nancy leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I enjoyed having her for the company. She reminds me of Bella, easily friendly, open and fun loving.
Plus she has made me look super hot and confident.
I hear the door knob click and frown.
Did she left something behind?
"Did you forget something- oh." I stop in the midway.
Romero.
Breath Ira, breath.
Inhale.
Exhale.
That's right.
Because holy molly.
He sure can pull of tuxedo like no one else.
Day-um.
Delicious.
Gazing him from down to top, I appreciate every inch of his body.
Yummy.
When my eyes finally catches his, I see that the feeling is completely reciprocated.
And suddenly I start feeling hot, like I'm on fire.
Damn, the intensity of those eyes can burn me.
"Hey you." I breath out, taking slow, deliberate steps to him.
His eyes narrow and in two stride he has me wrapped in his strong arms.
We are both breathing unevenly, the energy around us is palpable could be cut with knife if one tries to.
"Fuck me. If I wasn't so sure that Dante would hunt my ass to the world's end if I didn't show up on time today, I swear to God we wouldn't be leaving this room for a month, or maybe more." He sounds so serious that I have to smile.
"One month? My, I thought you would say an year at least. Oh right, you must be getting old. I understand." I couldn't hid the grin.
Romero's eyes narrow further if possible, "You think it's funny huh? I will show you funny."
He brings his face down and I move mine away realising his intension.
"You will not kiss me."
Okay.
Not a genius thing to say.
His eyes, I come to the realisation, are glowing dangerously, "Never say that. Whenever, wherever, remember?"
Oh do I remember it.
I'm breathing heavily now, "I do but honey, it took Nancy hours to get my hair and make up done. I don't want to ruin it and-"
His kisses me.
The nerve.
I go to push him away but I find that my body has mind of its own.
Instead to pushing him away, my arm go around his neck and pull him closer.
Damn him.
He is punishing me for denying him, for looking like the way I do and mostly for not able to do what he really wants to.
"Do you think it's funny now?"
He whispers between kiss and oh my, I feel it then. His aroused member is hard and promptly poking around his territory.
I turn more breathless and flustered if possible as I shake my head in a negative response.
I want him too.
Now.
But he breaks the kiss harshly and stares at his work for a long minute.
A barely hidden gleam of satisfaction appears behind his grey orbs when he find my lips swollen after being kissed completely and thoroughly.
"You looked beautiful earlier but now you look even better."
I roll my eyes.
Bloody alpha, beta and the gamma factor of his possessiveness.
"Do I look yours now?"
His grin is immediate, "Without a fucking doubt."
I smile reluctantly.
He is so cute sometime that it is hard to resist his playfulness.
"You look adorable." I comment.
His face turns into a scowl, "Take that back."
I burst out laughing, "You cannot take words back!"
"Yes you can. Take that back now!"
"No way. I will not-" Romero starts tickling me.
No, no, no.
"Stop. Okay fine. Jesus stop. I take my words back. Now happy?"
Romero releases me, looking arrogant in all his male hotness.
"Immensely. Shall we go?"
I glower at him, "Yes."
Now he is laughing.
"Don't be a sore loser, Ray."
Sore loser?
My foot.
"Whatever. You play dirty."
He winks, "And you love it."
Do I?
Yeah.
Happily.
When we come down stairs, outside the building, I see Paul standing by the car talking to Sam, a big man who is my personal bodyguard.
I smile widely at Paul who does it back when our eyes meet.
"Hey Paul. How have you been?"
"Good, Miss Ray. May I compliment at how magnificent you look tonight?"
Before I could answer, Romero clips, "No."
I nudge him sharply, earning myself a glare that I ignore.
And I also notice both Paul and Sam share a smile.
"Thank you Paul. You look good too."
He dips his invisible hat, "Miss Ray." And open the door for me.
Romero helps me inside and follows the suit after giving the other men some instructions which is not audible to me.
The whole ride I fight a battle of anticipation, nervousness and excitement.
When the car stops outside a grand building which has King's Industries engraved in dark gold color intimidating any outsider, my nervousness overpowers other two because of the dozens of reporters swarming at the entrance along with their flashing cameras.
I feel Rom squeeze my hand reassuringly and I give him a positive smile.
"Ready?"
Not really.
I take a breath, "As ready I'd ever be."
"I am with you at every step, baby."
"I'm glad."
"Let's do it then."
Just then Paul opens the door.
And here goes nothing.
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