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It was just before 7pm on Saturday night and Matt was about to pick me up. I was excited because it was going to be an important night for me and for us.

I wore a floor length black evening dress with a slit down to my thighs. The back was open to my tailbone, showing my bare skin. The dress was very tight in the front, which emphasized my figure. It was made of soft satin fabric and outrageously expensive. prada

I loved it.

I let my hair loose in loose curls, tucking one side behind my ear with two clips. The make-up was heavier than usual today. It emphasizes my full lips and my light brown eyes.

I took a picture of myself and the end result of my two hour stay in the bathroom and sent it to Andy via WhatsApp.

“Damn darling, what are you up to tonight? you are a grenade Gorgeous , sexy. I'm thinking about going straight again”

Ok Andy can also exaggerate in his messages, but I had to smile at his answer.

I put my phone in my pocket, some business cards and walked down to the exit of my apartment.

Matt was already there with the limousine and the driver opened the back door for me so I could get in.

"Alea you look amazing" Matt said in greeting. I smiled kindly and took a seat across from him.

30 minutes later we pulled up in front of the red carpet. Matt opened the door, got out and held out his hand, which I gratefully accepted.

When I was also standing on the red carpet, I linked my arm with him and we walked to the entrance together. The press and paparazzi were here and took pictures of us and all the invited guests.

The building which we entered and the gala took place was impulsive. The reception area was covered with mosaic stones and two large wing doors separated the actual hall.

The double doors opened and we walked into the endlessly large hall, which was already filled with many guests. The ceiling height was at least 10 meters and a large chandelier hung from the ceiling. Everything was very elegant.

Many waiters were wandering around handing out champagne and canapés. A band played light lounge music and the guests chatted and laughed.

It was overwhelming. Matt and I grabbed a glass of champagne on ice and toasted the evening.

The cool liquid tasted exceptionally good. I actually don't like champagne or sparkling wine.

We walked through the crowd together and Matt greeted all sorts of people. He always introduced me and I enjoyed the attention.

Suddenly a small people sounded. Attention turned to the stage and the organizer gave a speech. He also thanked all the donations that had been received so far and wished us all a great evening.

The crowd clapped and then went back to their conversations. The music changed and some of the guests began to dance.

I had already been able to make two great contacts in the real estate industry and so far the evening has been a great success.

"I would like to ask you for a dance?" Matt spoke in an undisturbed moment and held out his hand to me.

I wasn't sure, after all he was my CEO and I was his employee. I didn't know if I was reading too much into it, but it made me feel insecure. Matt was by no means unattractive, on the contrary. He was handsome, charming and successful. However, he was my boss. And I didn't want false rumors to spread.

Matt must have noticed my confusion as he edged closer to me. "A dance Alea, no ulterior motives promised".

I smiled and put my hand in his. He led me to the dance floor, put his hand on my lower back and his other hand cupped mine. Then we danced, while we were close together.

"I respect that you want to take a professional approach to our relationship, however I want you to know that you are an incredibly attractive and intelligent woman and I would take you out on a date in a heartbeat if you were ready," Matt spoke as we danced in my ear

I didn't know how to deal with this situation. I pulled my head back and looked straight into Matt's eyes. We stared at each other for a few seconds and there was a certain tension in the air.

I opened my mouth and was about to reply when someone else preceded me:

"Matt, my old friend, nice to see you again" said the voice. And although I have never heard from him again since our night together, let alone seen him, I knew immediately who was standing next to us....

"Thiago Silva, it's an honor," Matt replied in awe. The two shook hands. I lowered my gaze. I didn't want to look at him.

"Alea may I give you..." but Matt didn't get any further than Thiago already interrupted him... "Alea my dear, I'm glad to see you again" he said loudly and for the first time in all this time I looked at him on. In his eyes.. It's been half a year and his intense look penetrates me again immediately.

Thiago put his hand on my waist and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Goosebumps immediately formed on my body.

Fuck Alea. Pull yourself together.

Images from our night together shoot through my head even though it's been a few months. However, I remember every detail. How his mouth explored my body and he kissed every sensitive spot. How his big, rough hands cupped and caressed my breasts. Like his penis I me... Earth to Alea... damn.

He smiled provocatively at me and I greeted him as well "Mr. Silva, nice to see that you are here too..." I turned to Matt and continued "Mr. Silva was my previous employer and we had on end some touchpoints through different properties". I specifically named him by his last name. I definitely didn't want Matt to get the impression that Thiago and I were close for a moment. If only for one night.

Matt nodded and smiled at me "Yeah, I forgot that letter of recommendation was from him too". I linked my arm with Matt and turned my gaze back to Thiago, whose expression was serious now.

"I wish you a nice evening Mr. Silva, we'll go for a drink then. Dancing makes you pretty thirsty". I said goodbye and nodded for Matt to go.

Yes, I wanted to escape. And that it was an excuse, Thiago most likely also noticed. But I didn't care. I didn't want to be near him.

However, before we could start walking, Thiago stopped us. "Excellent idea, I have a dry throat too. I'll come with you"

I looked Thiago straight in the eye and shook my head slightly while raising an eyebrow. But he just smiled provocatively. Matt seemed to sense something was wrong between us, but said nothing.

And so the three of us ran to the bar.

Matt was about to order for him and me when Thiago barked in "a single Moore and a martini for the lady".

Matt looked at me confused and I rolled my eyes. What does he want to prove to us? That he still knows what I like to drink most. I was uncomfortable. The whole situation was uncomfortable.

When everyone held their drink in hand and we wanted to toast, Matt said, "Have a great evening," I smiled at him, but before we drank, Thiago said, "To Alea, who looks stunning again tonight."

The men drank and I was just embarrassed. He didn't really say that. Oh my gosh. And again it was uncomfortable. How many times should I use that word tonight.

I closed my eyes for a brief moment. "Excuse me gentlemen, I'm going to freshen up for a moment," I finally said to Matt and Thiago before hurrying towards the toilet.