Shameless man
Alana felt ashamed, she felt humiliated by what was happening. She should have known the dress didn't come from Ricardo. She was the fool to have fallen for such a cheap trick and looked at Rocco smirking like he owned everyone. She just wanted to slap him and remind him where he belonged
"Aren't you ashamed, I'm not interested in whatever you proposed," Alana muttered through gritted teeth. Her hands clenched tightly. Ricardo wasn't saying anything but the fire burning in his eyes was enough to blow Rocco to smithereens
"She's my wife, how dare you…who do you think you bastard!" Ricardo made a low yell and grabbed Rocco by the neck, his actions were so fast and animalistic that Alana stepped away from him. They were in public and people were beginning to look. Rocco let out a sarcastic laugh, he didn't seem bothered at all. The level of his madness
"Your wife? Ha!" Rocco exclaimed mockingly and shoved Ricardo away and adjusted his wrinkled tux "Don't you ever lay your hands on me again… do you think I fear you?" Rocco muttered with rage in his eyes as he advanced. The two men stood face to face, and Alana sensed danger emitting from them. It was clear, Ricardo was trying hard to suppress anger and Rocco was trying hard to fume it. When Alana was about to break the two apart. The man from earlier showed up
"Oh good, and they met…it's nice to have you two here," Julien said with a smile as he shifted his gaze from Ricardo to Rocco. Alana heaved in relief when Ricardo stepped back while Rocco smirked and kept his distance
"I wouldn't miss the world," Rocco commented and Julien smiled even more. Ricardo didn't even bother. I felt disappointed, why didn't I ask him before wearing it?
"Ricky, it's time for your speech…" Julien informed Ricardo, he didn't even look at Alana when he stormed away followed by Julien. Alana watched as Ricardo disappeared into the crowd when she turned to Rocco
"How dare you!" A heavy landing across Rocco's face happened as Alana's palm connected with his face so fast and unexpectedly that Rocco stumbled backwards and held his face. Alana was fuming angrily that she wanted to slap him again. He was a pain in the neck causing trouble
"Hehe, how lucky am I…to be touched by you," instead of getting angry, Rocco chuckled as he rubbed his right cheek which burned like hell. Alana grew angry seeing how he was grinning at her
"I'm a married woman. Aren't you ashamed…for goodness's sake be a man and have some shame!" She was irritated by him, even slapping him in public was respectful. Rocco wasn't bothered by her attitude. His eyes flashed with amusement
"Are you sure.. he regards you… as his wife?" He muttered the question and walked out on her. Alana felt like punching something to ease her rage. But she knew what to do, quickly she walked back to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down
"Madam, a drink for you," she heard a waiter say while she was trying to take out her phone to call someone to bring another dress for her. She had to ask Mrs Marks later, how Rocco managed to deliver the dress and no one knew about it
"Sure," she replied without even looking at her man and took out his phone. By now the music had stopped, the flashing lights turned off and only spotlights appeared. Alana glanced toward the small stage and spotted Ricardo with Julien and some other people she didn't know. Everyone had gathered around the stage,
"Hello and welcome ladies and gentlemen…I hope you are all comfortable and having fun," Julien announced through a mic and everyone cheered. Picking up the glass in front of her, Alana gulped down the entire drink and slammed the glass back and to her surprise. It was just ordinary juice
"I should call her," she called Mrs Mark's number. Luckily she took her number a few days ago just in case. After a few rings, she answered. Alana was relieved to hear her voice.
As soon as she was done talking to her, she took another glass of juice and gulped it down to soothe her throat. She was the only one seated, Ricardo was introducing the world to his company. Of course, he didn't have to when his family were well known
"Enjoy yourselves and have a great evening," Ricardo finished and everyone cheered, the music played and people went back to enjoying themselves. Alana watched as Ricardo was dragged from group to group, obviously wanting to talk to him. She felt bad, he didn't even bother about her. Was he hurt about what happened? Or didn't bother because she was just a wife by name. She recalled correctly how he told her, she was free to do whatever she wanted. To Alana's surprise, Julien came to her table
"Mrs Romero, Aren't you enjoying the party?" He asked with narrowed eyes, Alana regained her senses and shook her head
"The party is lovely," she whispered and Julien beamed. He seemed to be a great guy with a good sense of humor. His smile was too charming to ignore
"Aha, then care for a dance," he asked, stretching out his hand, Alana stared at him for a while when her eyes darted around to see Ricardo. He was on the face floor dancing with an elderly woman
"Don't worry, I'll give you back to him," Julien chuckled seeing how she was staring at her husband. Alana didn't bother but said yes
"Sure," she agreed and Julien beamed and took her hand and helped up to get up
Alana was not in the mood to dance but when she saw how the dance floor was filled and people having fun. She decided to enjoy herself. To the left was Ricardo dancing and talking to the woman. It was rare to see him smiling. To the right was Rocco staring at her while dancing
Alana averted her eyes and swayed her hips to the rhythm of the song. Her hands rested on Julien's shoulders while his rested on her waist and back
"So, about my offer…" Julien started as both salsa danced,
"I can't, it's a great offer but I'm not a model," Alan refused clearly, the man just smiled as they danced away
"Are you afraid Ricardo won't allow you…don't worry I'll convince that bull…" Julien chuckled in between words, Alana wanted to laugh at how silly he looked but nodded as they danced. Soon the part came where they had to change partners. To Alana's surprise, she ended up in Ricardo's arms
That awkward silence between them hit like an ocean wave. His hands snaked around her waist while hers were around his back. She couldn't drape them over his shoulders due to his height.
"I thought, you sent it," she whispered, Ricardo didn't reply but focused on dancing, twirling her until her back slammed against his front. And his arms snaked around her front and rested on her belly. Alana felt his warmth, his hot breath brushing on her neck. His heart beating against her back
She didn't feel this uncomfortable and restless when she was dancing with Julien
Why was she uncomfortable now, the dance could have continued but the song ended, and everyone cheered. She slowly detached herself from him, it was awkward,
"Mr Romero, now that you are free.. how about a drink…my wife said you are such a great dancer," an elderly man came to them and offered Ricardo a glass of champagne. Alana spotted the woman Ricardo was dancing with earlier with the old man.
"Please meet my wife," Ricardo introduced Alana to them. She didn't expect this, but she understood everything. Alana shook her head, why was she feeling tipsy. She didn't drink any alcohol so why was he eyes feeling heavy and shutting down
"Nice to meet you,"
"A pleasure to meet you too… you have a lovely wife, Mr Romero," the two people commented, Alana felt out of place. She left Ricardo's side and went back to the table to find her phone. And to her relief, Mrs Marks was calling
"She must have brought it," she muttered and hurried away to get the dress.. she would look for an empty room to change
When Alana got out, she was thrilled to Mrs Marks
"Here you go, did something happen," Mrs Marks asked as she handed the bag to Alana, but she shook her head
"No, I spilled wine all over my dress….." she made up an excuse and took the bag, Mrs Marks left and Alana rushed back inside. This time she found Julien and asked him if they had an empty room
"Upstairs, you'll find many rooms," Julien instructed and Alana thanked him and stormed away. She would change. Getting Upstairs, Alana decided to use the first room she found.
The Room was beau, Alana dropped her things, closed the door and went to stand in front of the mirror. The most annoying thing was that the dress she was wearing had a zipper at the back and reaching it was impossible. She recalled earlier while getting ready she needed Mrs Marks to zip it up for her
"Oh god, " she attempted to reach, unfortunately it was impossible. She even tried dragging it down, but it was too tight. Her breasts were beginning to hurt with every attempt
Closing her eyes, she rested her hands on the dressing table and exhaled silently. This turned out to be a bad night, she thought she was drifting to sleep, but was startled when she felt cold fingers brush in her bare back and tugging at the zipper
Alana's eyes flew open only to look at the reflection in the mirror and felt her heart jump out of her chest from fright
"W-what…what are you doing here," she stammered nervously and tried to get away, however the person trapped her and slowly started dragging the zipper down
"I thought you needed help," Ricardo muttered and unzipped her dress entirely until it slowly fell off Alana's body exposing her completely.
