So nervous

The car was moving slowly to the hotel where the party was held. We were waiting in line while the guests who came before us got out of the limousines and posed for the photographers. It was the event of the month. Everyone who meant something was there. From politicians, through lawyers, doctors, and police commissioners, to economic wizards and a few IT technicians. Also, huge shareholders from my family’s company were present.

Three months ago, I bought four companies. Everyone of them was specializing in something different, but I fused them together, buying one of the biggest buildings in the city and relocating everything there. From Monday, the whole new corporation should be on its way to becoming the most successful business in the world.

I was already one of the top ten richest men on this planet, yet money wasn’t my main interest. I had enough for a few lifetimes. I wanted to make a change. I had the power and resources to make it happen. Some very talented scientists were working for me along with specialists in different departments. My dream could become reality. This evening was just the beginning.

However, what should have been the best night of my life was turned into a nightmare. I offered Rose Adelaine a contract after she got into trouble with her ex, who sold their sex video to some porn company. She didn’t suffer public humiliation, but her boss already found out about her crazy, and according to him, sick lifestyle and kicked her from the firm. She came to me with pleading eyes, asking for help, and I couldn’t refuse. The protector in me just couldn’t say no to her, even when I knew, back in my mind, that she would use me.

Still, Rose was amazing at her job. She was very confident and highly intelligent, which, along with her hardworking nature and great looks, was a deadly combination. It was a right decision to sign a contract with her, yet I regretted it very much.

In time, when I got into agreement with Rose, my relationship with Electra was at the very beginning. Not in my most horrible dream could I predict that my princess would react this way to my ex. She was possessive of me and, because of her past, when her boyfriend was cheating on her, I knew that she didn’t do this because she wanted my attention. She wasn’t manipulating me, she was scared of losing me.

I knew what I had to do. I had to show her that she was the only woman in the world who I wanted. But her demand was making me anxious. I backed off, because it was clearly important for her to feel some power over this situation. Still, the last thing I needed was a scene in front of everyone. I trusted my girl to not do anything stupid, yet the uneasiness settled in my stomach, forcing me to think about all the possible ways to get out of this unharmed. My reputation was very important to me, I had to stop this before it even started. I couldn’t let her jealousy damage our bond.

ELECTRA’S POV

My hands slightly trembled and my stomach was twisting with nervousness when the car was slowly moving toward the red carpet. Huge double doors into the hotel were opened and the aisle was guarded by bodyguards, who should have secured our way. Reporters were behind the black tape, which was separating them from the guests. Every photographer tried to make the best photo, to catch the important moment, and I just couldn’t help but think about my high-heeled strapless stilettos. Somehow, I knew I would end up in trouble because of them. And I was very right.

The bodyguard opened the door for me, helping me out of the limo. While I was taking my long dress from the car, Bastian walked around the vehicle, stopping next to me and giving me his hand. I took it with a small smile, and he winked at me. It was the first sign of affection since our little fight.

I inhaled a sharp breath when he offered me his right arm with an elbow bend. I delicately put my hand under his arm and curled it back over it. But when I wanted to take a step, I felt that something was tugging on my feet. Bastian turned his head to me, glancing at me with one raised brow, and I frowned, looking down. The hem of my dress was stuck in the buckle on my shoes. If I moved, I could destroy the gown before we even entered the party.

I was quickly assessing the situation, but still, the best thing to do was to crouch down and take it out. I wasn’t paying attention to Bastian, who stood next to me, probably trying to figure out why I didn’t move when he wanted to pose for the photographers. I took my hand from his arm, intending to free my dress from the buckle, when to my great surprise, he bent his one knee, and without any hard effort, he did it. I was shocked by his reaction to my little problem, but I was absolutely dumbstruck by the reporters, who went crazy. Everyone wanted a picture of the great Bastian Thorn, kneeling in front of the woman on the red carpet. Oh my God!

My heart was racing in my chest when he stood up, straightening to his full height and grinning at me. He just publicly showed to every person how a man should take care of his woman. He didn’t hesitate, he didn’t bark at me to solve it, he dealt with it like it was nothing out of the ordinary.

This small gesture meant the world to me. I returned my hand back on his elbow, taking small steps next to him, when we stopped in front of the reporters. The lights from the cameras were blinding me and I tried really hard to not blink and to have a perfect smile on my face. I knew how important this evening was, not only for Bastian’s company but also for us.

He had never come with a woman to this kind of event. That’s why the press was so eager to take my picture. I was this month’s superstar. I didn’t tell my mom or dad anything. They would see it in the newspaper or on the internet. I tried to talk to Zoe, but she didn’t have time. So, the closest people in my life didn’t know how big of a change was happening in my life at this very moment. The private assistant just became the girlfriend of the most unavailable man, probably in the whole world.

I had to smile, just because of the thought that had crossed my mind. What would these people do if they found out the true nature of our relationship? They would have eaten us alive. Whips and chains could never escape the safety of our apartment at any cost. I smirked for myself, for a second thinking about my panties, which stayed at home. I was at the party, surrounded by reporters and very wealthy people, and my man made me leave my underwear at home with the promise of sex. Was I really that crazy?

While my mind was wandering between everything and nothing, we entered the hotel, and Bastian led me into the grand hall, where the main event had already begun. I knew that the party was for very filthy rich people, so I expected to see some pomposity. However, what i saw knocked the air out of my lungs.