I looked around the venue. The hall was still full-packed. There are still a lot of people, mostly businessmen, influencers, high-profiled guests, and tons of sexy girls like Marga.
Godness, I sounded so different. Why do I suddenly sound bitter? Unconsciously, I massage my temple. My mind is in chaos.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Flora grabbed my arm. I looked at her and mouthed to evacuate the table.
Why did I even sit in here?
Oh yeah, because of Cian, but Cian is not here. Ahh, whatever.
"Uhm, excuse me for a while," I excused politely, feeling kind of dizzy about the things that are starting to trouble in my head.
Pierre gently raised his head upon hearing my voice. Those pair of beautiful coal-black eyes are mysteriously staring at me again, and I can't help but become more nervous than ever.
I quickly stood up on my chair and they all looked at me with questioning eyes.
"Uhm yeah... excuse me for a while, I need to entertain other guests. Enjoy the rest of the evening... and thanks for coming tonight" I said lightheadedly. I flashed a smile before I went straight to the bathroom as quickly as I can ever be.
I didn't know I was walking too fast and my breathing was becoming heavier. I gasped for air as I arrived at the bathroom.
God, that flock was suffocating.
Especially Pierre Monteblanco. He looks like trouble.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I had my long and wavy hair dangled and I only wore light make-up just to emphasize my Hispanic features.
The jewels I am wearing fit perfectly into my creamy yellow off-shoulder beaded gown. Considering everything, I looked sophisticated and very far from how Marga looks tonight who is so fashionable in her red tube bandeau evening gown.
She looks confident and so mature. She looks as if she just came out of a magazine and here I am, looking so innocent and boring. I shook my head in annoyance. Ah, what am I thinking again?
Am I insecure? How the hell would I be? In the first place, Marga didn't even do something bad.
I should apologize for my sudden walkout. It was unreasonable.
I fixed myself and my plan to go back to Monteblanco's table didn't happen because my cousins got a hold of me. It was a blessing in disguise that my cousins decided to go back to our designated table.
Moreover, I am lucky enough that they didn't ask about my sudden walk-out but instead they all ribbed me mercilessly about Lucian Monteblanco.
"At last, you finally did it, Elle. Goodbye NBSB" Flora exclaimed. If she could just freak out in these tons of people, she would probably be shouting by now.
I just shrug. Not that I don't have any positive reactions, I am happy about me and Cian. However, I might spill some bizarre beans about his older brother if I kept on talking.
To be safe, I'll just make it simple.
"Well, this is a perfect time. And Dad wouldn't mind, you know him, he likes the type of Cian." I said dismissively.
They all agree with me, especially my older boy cousins who are also overprotective of us.
They knew about Cian's reputation and all they could say is he is clean. I roll my eyes at their exaggeration as if they are the FBI's.
We jumped from topic to topic. I had hard drinks because of the badass Samantha who kept on shoving the glass on my mouth.
The night ended so fast. I didn't get to see Pierre anymore or the rest of the Monteblanco brothers except for Lucian. And I don't know if it is a good thing or not.
I understand that the Monteblanco's are pretty much too busy, and I am lucky enough to grace their presence.
Nevertheless, I felt so different.
I am relieved that no one is giving me mysterious stares anymore but why do I feel so disappointed with that?
I don't know if it is because of the alcohol that I consumed which is why my instincts and emotions are heightened, or that man is just giving me confusion.
"Elle?" Lucian called my attention. I looked back at him.
"Sorry, what was it?" He smiled at me and traced the side of my eyes.
"You are tired already, do you want to sleep?"
I immediately shook my head. I want to stay longer with him.
"I am fine Cian, come on. Tell me the good news"
He was hesitating at first, he was not convinced of my answer... but being gentleman as he is, he let me be.
"Well, we can't help it if my girlfriend wants to stay with me. "
I smiled at him.
"Finally, you smiled," he said adoringly, his eyes brightened.
"Was I not?"
He chuckled.
"You were, but it didn't reach your eyes. You seem to be thinking deeply"
I bit my lips, feeling a little guilty. Is it considered cheating if I am thinking of another man besides my boyfriend?
"You are at it again. Would you like to share your thoughts?"
I shook my head.
"Sorry, I guess you are right. Maybe I am just tired"
I am disappointed with myself for being this way. Ungrateful.
Cian took the liberty to have time with me yet here I am keeping thoughts about his older brother. I mean why? Why was he bugging my mind?
"So would you want to sleep, my princess?" He asked and kissed the tip of my nose.
I smiled and hugged him.
"Not until you tell me that news, I am still up for it"
He chuckled.
"As you please Elle, I can't say no to you"
I rest my head on his shoulders and he wrapped his arms around me, gently kissing my head.
"Your Dad and I talked, I expect that he'd be angry that I didn't even court you formally yet he welcomed me in your life and his too. It was overwhelming, he exclaimed happily.
There was genuine joy in his voice and I felt it radiating to me.
"It is not unexpected Cian, Dad just saw the kind of person that I loved."
He tightens his hug.
"Oh don't be too sweet Elle, I might don't want to go home" he teased and I instantly smile.
I broke off and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"And what do you mean by that?"
If Cian is reading me, then I am thrilled. We don't usually talk about things like this. Not for the obvious reason that he respects me and that because I'm a virgin but because it was not yet the perfect time.
But unconsciously, I am ready for whatever is gonna happen.
"Damn, don't look at me like that, or I won't be able to obey your father's rules," he said, gritting his teeth in frustration.
I frowned in an instant.
"So you and Dad had an understanding," I asked as if that was the only thing he said of importance, ignoring the self-control he is doing.
His lips turned upward and he held my chin up, making me look at him.
"Why the mad face? Come on baby, I waited for you this long, waiting for graduation is no sweat for me" he answered, planting soft kisses on my lips.
Then my smile brightened.
"But I can still kiss you, right?"
His smile widened at my question.
"Oh no, babe, you shouldn't ask for it...Cause I'll do it anytime.. in a heartbeat"
Then his lips found mine again. Taunting me.
"You taste of tequila Elle", he chuckled while he pulls off from our chaste kisses.
"It was Samantha", I said defensively.
Oh no, I don't want to be a major turn-off. I would strangle Samantha if that happens.
"Yeah, I know baby. I was looking at your table and I was just teasing you. You look so tired and... tipsy even back there"
Lucian carefully traced my face with his fingers. The touch of his hand felt so good and sensual. I closed my eyes to feel the moment.
"I love you, Elle."
Ah, this feeling. The erratic beating of my heart every time Lucian says those words is such a great feeling.
I opened my eyes and stared at him. I put both my hands on the side of his handsome face. Oh, Lucian looks so adorable.
"I love you too Lucian."
I closed the gap between us. It was a very romantic union. He delicately brushed his soft lips on mine teasingly. His tongue smoothly slid on my mouth, tasting every inch of it, giving me so much pleasure. My breathing becomes heavier as he starts to devour my mouth, feeling the warmth of my skin and giving me a hot sensation.
His right hand went down to touch my neck and his other on my waist which made the kiss deeper and fuller. I kissed him back with the same intensity.
My hands work their way up to his smooth disheveled hair and ran my fingers to it. I tilted my head a little bit to have a better taste of him. Our tongues collided in an unorderly manner, quick and delicious. It went deeper as the heat heightened our curiosity about each other. He tastes so sweet.
And I hope my kisses would reach his heart. That with my kisses, he will know the feelings I have for him are real.
That he is the man I chose to be with. In my 18 years, he is my answered prayer.