Choose a dress
“This is good. It's sexy,'' Ira said mischievously, showing Olivia the sexiest dresses she could find around the boutique. They came to an exclusive boutique to buy something for Olivia. The girl was tense and said she didn't want anything.
“Ira. I still don't understand why he suddenly decided this,” she was told Pedro was taking her out to some party, and the man was acting strange. From his gaze to his behavior.
“It's a wine-tasting event… Pedro was invited and well, he wants you to accompany him,” Ira explained while shoving all kinds of dresses in her lap.
“All these are revealing. Find something comfortable,” she checked the dresses, and they all had some kind of opening on sensitive parts. An open back was okay, not a deep v-line showing her cleavage.
“Look, if you want to entice the boss… you need to ace up your game…plus I'd rather you be with Pedro than that good-for-nothing woman,” Ira spoke disdainfully, she was right. Corina was the other one in my life-threatening situation to take Pedro away. I tossed my phone away and decided to try the dresses on.
“Let's get naked,” I said with a smirk and grabbed all the dresses. Ira smirked with a click of her tongue playfully, and I rushed to the changing room. There was no one around because we were given a VIP room to do our shopping. One of the perks of being the boss's woman, I laughed at myself as I shut the door and placed the dresses on the table nearby.
It didn't take long before I tried on the first dress. This one was a light blue, fell to the floor and had a deep slit up to my thigh, it was half shoulder with a bareback to my waist. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was equally naked.
“Woah, sexy mama huh… I like it, it brings out your a** and curves,” Ira exclaimed. I came out to show her. She was right, the dress was stuck to my body like some second skin.
“But… it's lacking something,” I said while Ira inspected me.
“Yeah, try more…then we'll decide,” she said, shoving me towards the changing room. I complied and tried on five different dresses, and they all fit just perfect. Or was it just Ira who couldn't choose what she liked?
“They all look hot on you. But which one will set that mafia boss on fire,” she whispered, handing me the phone. Of course, she was more worried about me impressing Pedro than I was worried.
“I'll try some more,” I said, taking all the clothes.
“Yeah. I'll grab a drink meanwhile,” she said, and I nodded and went my way.
“I guess he can help or not,” I was irritated, finding an outfit that had never been so frustrating and tiresome. But I had an idea, if I wanted to help, then he could. With excitement, I started trying out all the dresses, but this time I took some pictures and when I was done.
(“A little help please,”) I sent like ten pictures to Pedro and waited for him to reply, in a split second there was a reply from his side.
“ That was quick,” I couldn't help but wonder as I nervously opened the message (“where are you?”) The first thing he asked was, what did he mean, did he even look at the pictures I sent him? So frustrating.
(“Kindly choose for me,”) I sent it again and waited for him to reply,
(“I need to know where you are, so I can come and help you wear one of these little dresses,”) the man sent and read what he wrote I felt my cheeks turning red from embarrassment. What sort of joke was it? Just imagining what he would do if he were here had me squeezing my thighs tightly. My throat is turning dry.
(“Thinking about me sweetheart, do you want a quick taste of your man?”) The shameless man sent, and I was beyond ashamed. Only if I kept all this to myself. Perverted Pedro was so annoying.
“You are of no help, buy,” I typed while reading out loud. Shaking my head, I knew I had to find something myself. When I was gathering the dresses, my phone vibrated. Quickly I opened the message and this time he chose for.
(“Wear this for today… and buy the rest, only I am entitled to see you in those little ones,”) I read, and somehow I found myself smiling like a teenager. He was so childish and possessive, his words put a smile on my face, knowing full well he would never allow me to wear something sexy where other men had to see me.
“Stupid man, I'll show you that no one orders the queen,” I muttered on my way out of the room. Luckily, Ira was back and was sipping on some cold drink.
“So have you decided,”
“You, this?” I said, showing her the one I picked. A sinister smirk appeared on her face and I knew what I was doing. Going against the king.
“Let's go,”
We left from there and went to the counter to pay for everything just in time as Gabby came back from wherever he had gone too.
***
Olivia didn't know why she was feeling so powerful, so after spending two hours in front of the mirror doing makeup and getting ready, she was finally done. Pedro said she would meet him at the party. I wore the most intoxicating perfume, which I bought at the same boutique.
“Aww… looks like someone is trying to kill us,” Gabby in a tuxedo said with a grin when I was descending the stairs slowly but surely. The ridiculously long heels I was wearing made me appear an inch taller.
“Gorgeous, my lady… you look beautiful,” Gabby added as he came to help me down. I spotted Zane and Sydney in the living room, sitting together. I guess those two were hitting it up.
“I'm jealous alright… I should have taken that… so sexy,” Ira whined with a pout, only to get smacked on the** by Gabby. It was a mistake because Ira turned into a blood-sucking vampire as she pounced on Gabby.
“You fucked up dickhead! How dare you disrespect me!” She growled, grabbing him by the coat and both started their childish fights.
“Are you sure you would rather not come,” I asked Sydney, who came to me and gave me a hug.
“You look wonderful,” she said, moving back. I still would have felt comfortable if she came along, “Zane is teaching me about guns… If I go he'll charge me money,” she whispered with a grin, Zane gave me a side wink which I knew so well.
“Fine,” Sydney was innocent, Zane had all the money he could get. What he meant by charging her was he would want more than money, I said goodbye to her and luckily Ira and Gabby were through with their childish fights.
“You are a despicable man, who lacks manners,” Ira spat out with heavy breaths once when the car started. Gabby only chuckled nonchalantly, since he was the driver.
After a while of driving, the car came to a halt. We arrived at the venue and rolled down the windows. I looked out and was mesmerized by the beauty of the place. It was night. Hence, the shining bright lights gave a vibrant welcoming scenery.
“Your idiots didn't tell me about the ones,” I whispered to Ira once we started walking down the red capers heading to the entrance
“It's not a big deal, just smile and walk like some fucked up celebrity… you are Pedro's woman after all,” Ira whispered back mischievously, I was damned because whenever I saw cameras. My legs turned into wet spaghetti. However, straightening my back. I elegantly did what I could until we entered the building. The sound of music graced us. The place was nothing short of glamour.
“Wine tasting, it's a big deal you know,” Ira said with a smile as my eyes darted around searching for Pedro. So many people in suits and different elegant dresses filled the place chatting and standing in groups discussing wine.
“Okay, now find your prince charming,” Ira said, patting me on the back and disappearing into the crowd. I was irritated, especially when every eye was on me.
“Good evening madam, this way,” one waiter came up to me and guided me across the room before I could even reach the table. Someone grabbed me from behind so fast that I couldn't move. Turning around, I was shocked to see none other than.
“Hello, princess,”
“Luciano," the words left my parted lips and Luciano in a navy-blue tux grinned as he held me in place. What was he doing here? I was about to get away when Pedro showed up, his expression darkened.
