<b>Chapter </b>95
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It didn’t take me long to find something to wear for tonight<b>, </b>especially after I just went shopping this afternoon. The dress I had on right now hugged my body tightly, over my curves, and stopping mere inches underneath my butt. The back of the dress was being held together by strings, which went over the back of my neck. The material was silk and my cleavage was revealed to a moderate extent. I liked how I looked in the mirror right now and my Smokey eyes made me feel like a goddess.
As I curled up my hair, I briefly wondered if Zane was gonna be present tonight at the party. My heart stuttered in my chest at that thought and I cussed in my head cause Ipletely forgot to ask Zane about that. Perhaps if I had confirmed that he wasing, then I’d havepletely skipped this party cause I wouldn’t know how to act around him in the party after I just ducked his cock yesterday. It was gonna be even embarrassing to look him in the eye, so I do hope he’d not attend it.
After one more look at my reflection, I grabbed my purse and was ready to leave. Marco was already here to pick me up, but he won’t be dropping me off cause I’ll be heading off to Zane’s club from the party. Of course, Marco doesn’t know that, he’d believe I was leaving for Gregg’s.
After stepping out, Marco was on his phone but his eyes widened as he took a sight of me, then he put a sound of disbelief as he slowly brought down hid phone, his eyes on my body. He let out a choked sound as his eyes roamed my body.
“Wow.” He whispered and I grinned, feeling d because of the reaction I was able to pull from him. He closed the small distance between us and then his hands were mapping up my waist, his eyes dragging over my body again.
“You like?” <b>I </b>asked and he hooted before nodding.
“Of course. You look hot.” Heplimented me and I grinned and thanked me, then he was helping me into the passenger seat of his car.
“But why did you tell me you hated outfits like this thest time I was in something revealing?<b>” </b>I asked right after he slid into the driver seat. He let out a sigh, his eyes briefly locking with mine for a moment before he spoke while pulling into the road at the same time.
“Well, I don’t know, I guess I just had this image of me in your head, from back when we dated in the past, I guess. You didn’t used to dress like this back then, so I guess unconsciously it made seeing you like this feel wrong and out of ce<i>.” </i>He revealed in a quiet voice and I felt shocked to my bones because I had thought of this that time when he talked about not liking me in revealing clothes, but listening to him confirming that thought was quite daunting.
“I- and hope you don’t think that way anymore, right?” I mumbled after a few moments snd he nodded, sneaking a nce my way before continuing.
“Oh
yes. I guess you can say I reflected a little some days ago. You’repletely different from you in the past and that’s okay. It just took me a long time to ept.” He revealed and I nodded, unsure of what to say next.
“I’m d you ended <b>up </b>epting.” I tell him and be snorted, a smallugh escaping him as he spoke. “Of course, it’s not like I have any other choice.” He drawled and that made meugh a little, feeling light headed
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and happy in this very moment.”
“You’ve proven to me countless times that you’repletely different from you in the past. From how you speak and carry yourself to a lot of things. But it does make me mad at the thought of having another man’s eyes on you in revealing dresses like the one you have on right now, but I guess if your girlfriend is hot, you should happily show her off.”
I felt my insides flutter a little as his words washed over me, and I wished we weren’t driving so that I could kiss him right now cause this conversation is just perfect was also reminding me of why I fell in love with him in the first ce.
It didn’t take us much longer to arrive at the birthday party. The amount of luxurious cars surrounding the parking lot told me all that I needed to know, it’s a party filled with elites and I feel d that at least I wasn’t underdressed tonight.
“Ready?” Marco murmured as he nced over at me and I nodded firmly.
“Yup,”
After that, he led the way into therge hall, his holding mine. The hall was sorge and so morous and I wasn’t sure I’ve ever been in a hall like this before. Everything was so pretty and the people filing around were undoubtedly dressed to kill. Although it wasn’t as bubbling as I’d expect. No one was dancing, everyone was just speaking in groups while sipping on different types of drinks. A slight sound of chill music could be heard in the background. It wasn’t a danceable sound and I wondered if this was how all rich people parties are.
“It looks fun, doesn’t it?” Marco sighed beside me while I scoffed, unable to hide my tongue as I spoke. “It looks boring. No one is dancing, it feels quite boring to be honest. Are all rich parties like this?” I asked and Marco let out an unimpressed huff as he regarded me.
“It’s not boring, it’s just sophisticated. You’re just not used to this.” He exined, but even though I believed he was wrong, I didn’t bother pointing it out. A birthday is supposed to be rowdy and fun, that’s the essence of it, to have fun and make it memorable.
At that moment, Marco pointed over at the end of the room where a man stood tall and proud, a bunch of women pressing themselves against him as they all spoke to him.
“Let’s go wish my cousin a happy birthday,”
“Did
you get him a present?” I asked and Marco shook his head then he swore when I leveled him with an unimpressed look.
“What? Was I supposed to?”
I let out a sigh of disbelief, refusing the urge to face palm myself right now. “Of course you were!”
I pointed towards a table at the other end of the room which was overflowing with gift boxes. “See? So many people got him gifts. You were supposed to,”
He frowned. “I thought… well, he has everything so what do I even wanna gift him anyway.” He sighed while I shook my head. “A gift is a nice gesture that makes the one receiving feels cherished, it doesn’t matter what it is, what’s important is the thought behind it and the gesture.” I pointed out and huffed before saying he’d do
better next year.
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When we resumed walking forward, we were in front of the cousin. He was so handsome and he had eyes that looked so much like Marco.
“Happy birthday, man.” Marco hugged him and they pped each other over the back, then the man was shaking my hand and offering me a smile,
“This is the girlfriend, right?” The cousin named Elvis drawled at Marco who grinned and nodded.
“I’m Addison. It’s nice to meet you and happy birthday.” I tell him as he kissed my hand, then nd was looking back at Marco.
“Is this the one you told me dated your asshole brother just to get to you?” He murmured and my eyebrows furrowed while Marco’s eyes widened. Was that what Marco has been telling everyone?
I looked over at Marco, prepared to ask him what his cousin meant by that statement when a deep, familiar voice drawled from behind us.
“This asshole brother is wishing you a happy birthday, Elvis.”
I instantly stiffened as the deep voice washed over me, the familiar feeling thickening within me. My heartbeat elerated and my stomach clenched tightly.
It was him, wasn’t it?
Elvis looked over at who just spoke from above our shoulders, then he was gulping, an uneasy expression settling over his face.
“Ah… hello, Zane.” He breathed out, voice sounding tense and choked and the world instantly spinned around me. Marco turned to take a nce but I remained in the same position, feeling like I couldn’t move.
What was he doing here right now?
“Zane.” Marco bit out, while footsteps echoed then someone was stepping around us to stand before Elvis. And it was Zane, in all his dominating glory. He towered over Elvis like he did over Marco, and I didn’t miss the uneasiness over Elvis’s face as he regarded Zane skeptically.
“Hope I’m not toote to the party,” Zane drawled in a cool voice, then he handed a wrapped present to Elvis who epted it with slightly shaking hands, making me frown in confusion.
Was Elvis afraid of Zane?
“You’re here.” Elvis finally noted in a calm voice and Zaneughed easily, the sound going straight to my cock while my heart jumped around in my chest<b>. </b>
“Of course I am. I wouldn’t miss this for the world, dear cousin.” Zane drawled, then he turned around and took in Marco and myself and I felt my face grow heated from embarrassment just as what we did yesterday instantly flooded my mind.
“Why are you here? I’m sure no one invited you here,” Marco snapped at a grinning Zane who waved him off.
“I don’t need an invitation to be wherever I wanna be, so far I believe my presence is there to offer support to
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the celebrant. You should know that by now, dear brother.” He drawled and Marco’s clearly fumed in anger. Zane had clearly been referring to Marco’s wedding which Zane had attended without an invite.
“You should leave, you’re making the celebrant ufortable.” Marco snapped again while Zane arched a brow, then he stepped beside Elvis and draped a hand across his shoulder. Elvis instantly stiffened while Zane grinned.
“See? Does this look like ‘ufortable‘ to you? We could even pass off as great friends right now. Don’t you agree, Elvis?” Zane said to Elvis who nodded fast, making my brows furrowed in confusion. Elvis was clearly ufortable but was saying otherwise when this was his freaking party unless it was that he was really scared of Zane. But why? Did Zane threaten him or something?
“Whatever.” Marco bit out, just as Zane’s gaze settled on my body, making me instantly stiffen, my heart flying into my throat.
“What do you think, Addison? Does he look ufortable?” His eyes bored into mine as he spoke and I had to use all my willpower to not nce away right now.
Before I could even respond, Marco was stepping between us, his hand settling over my waist which he used <i>to </i>tug me into his side.
“Don’t speak to her.” He snapped sharply at Zane who only let out a snort, which made my face flush beet red cause if only Marco knew how much we’ve done behind his back.