TWENTY-EIGHT

Kamilla Lopez

I evaluate the small crystal of my engagement ring, I divert my eyes to the huge mirror in front of me, the makeup artist finished touching up my cheek with blush. Sliding my fingers into the large, elegant red dress that was already on my body, I took a turn in front of the mirror, I looked incredibly beautiful.

— It's beautiful, miss.

— Thanks.

— Mr. Ross asked me to give you this.

The makeup artist hands me a small gold necklace. I put it around my neck and hold the small stone in the center of the necklace, the make— up artist fixes my hair, she was already ready. She gathers her things and leaves the room, leaving me alone. I walk to the bedroom window and observe the garden of his property, my thoughts are taken by Nick, I wasn't comfortable going to an event as elegant as I am, I don't know how to behave as I think he knows, I don't know how this one will be an event, I'm nervous, nervous with all of a sudden events and transformations, everything was happening quickly and it scares me.

We started dating a day ago, we should be getting to know each other first, I know that nothing is with time, after all, time doesn't show love, passion or intensity, it's not time, but the person. However, it's only been a few days since I gave myself to him, and here I am, dating a man I don't even know if he has parents. I move away from the window, I sit on the edge of the bed, I have to talk to him about it, maybe he will understand and accept my request not to go to this inauguration. I didn't like the way he showed trying to control and order me, I denied his request and I should have understood, but he showed that he doesn't accept denial very much and being contradicted. However, I am not a woman to give in to any man's whims, I was raised in an orphanage and there I learned to fend for myself, to be the owner of my own nose and to decide for myself,

When I lived on the streets for a short period, I had to activate a survival instinct in me, because I knew that on the streets I would run the risk of being killed or raped, they even tried, but I did my best, and they never succeeded, and To think that women like me go through this every day....

I come out of my thoughts listening to the door being opened, I drag my eyes to the wood opening and revealing the physical size and his magnificent silhouette passing through it, Nick approaches me dressed in a dark suit and a white tie, he discreetly adjusts and straightens your posture.

— Is ready?

— Yes.

— You look beautiful, me beautiful.

— Thanks, so are you.—

— I have no doubt about it....

— Convinced.....— I muttered.

— Did you like the necklace?

— Yes. — I automatically took my hand to him.

— It suited you. — he approached me, kissed my lips and said: — Come on, we have to go!

Nick grabbed my hand with the intention of leaving the room together.

— Nick, wait.

— What?

— I don't think I want to go.

— And why not?

— Wouldn't it be better to wait to make our relationship official?

— Our courtship has already been made official, dove.

– I know, you already disclosed it to mine.

— So you know.

— Didn't you think you should discuss this decision with me first?

— No.

— This is a two— way relationship, the two decide, the two talk, you can't decide anything for me when it also refers to me.

— But of course I can my beautiful, you're mine.

— Yes, but I'm yours in bed.

— And out of it....

Nick sighs irritably showing that he is impatient with that conversation, he takes his hands in my hair, gives me a serious look and pulls me out of the room. We went down the stairs and into the entrance hall, at a glance I see Morgana look at me with pity and walk away quickly. In front of the mansion, Nick opens the limousine door and makes me get in, he does the same and closes the door.

— You can't make me go to an event with you.

— But of course I can, doll, it's here, isn't it?

— For that car!

— My beautiful....

— Accepting to be your girlfriend was a terrible mistake!

Nick shoots me a death glare and grabs my arm, the act startles me and I shut my mouth. Minutes later the vehicle stopped in front of a very luxurious place with a huge and well— lit sign, I had never seen anything like this before.

— Where are we?

— In my newest business, Red Casino.

Nick gets out of the limousine first and then extends his hand, flash and more flash pops up right before leaving, even nervous I hold his hand and get out of the vehicle, his palm closes on mine like a chain that demonstrates to hold me, I get tense at that moment, I think that at any moment I would pass out. Nick pulls me closer to his body and wraps his arms around my waist as I was bustling with the paparazzi taking our pictures together.

— Mr. Ross, is this your girlfriend?— asked paparazzi.

— It's her!

— How long have you been together?

— A long time.

After answering more questions, he pulled me towards the casino entrance. As soon as we walked through the big door, we soon heard music playing softly in the background. I observe and contemplate the place we are, I looked surprised at such luxury, almost everything was plated in solid gold decorated with the name of the casino, red. The floor was incredibly smooth, mirror— like, with a beautiful red carpet on top. We went through another door and soon came across a variety of people dressed just like us, elegant, the only difference being that they had champagne in their hands, others sitting at tables talking completely distracted.

Suddenly, a couple approaches us with a smile on their lips, probably Nick's friends.

Good investment, Mr Ross. — says the man.

— I agree with you, Mitchell.

— This is the famous Miss Lopez.

— Yes, i'ts me.

— Great pleasure. — he extends his hand to me.

— The pleasure is all mine, Mister Mitchell.

— This is my wife, Georgia Mitchell. — he introduces his wife, who was too busy staring at Nick.

The woman snaps out of her trance and greets me with just a smile. The couple soon leaves, and we walk back through the casino, Nick guides me through the crowd always introducing me to his guests, many were accompanied by beautiful women who did not take their eyes off Nick, I saw in their eyes the desire to have him in his arms, maybe he got involved with the others who are here, after all Nick is very handsome, and they all hurt to be able to spend a night with him.

— Stay here, I need to sort something out, and I'll be right back.

— All good.

Before pulling away, he places a kiss on my lips and warns with a voice full of danger.

— Don't do anything to upset me, huh.

— I do not promise anything.

— Control yourself, little dove, or there will be consequences.

— And what would they be?

— My cock fucking your pussy hard.

— Then I think it's worth taking the risk.

He half smiles and walks away from me, leaving me next to a highly luxurious bar.