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𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 them as they walked out of their expensive limo. All the attention was on them as the press wondered who was dashing looking man accompanying the Queen. It gave them another reason to twist the truth and publish a story worth thousands.
Zion took Nyx's hand in his as she stepped out of the car. They looked at each other and smiled - they were a match made in heaven, after all. Zion was surely feeling nervous because of the cameras flashing at them but somehow, in Celeste's presence, he found some solace.
His sunshine looked absolutely stunning in her cobalt blue gown - it hugged her curves in the right places and with a touch of makeup, which she surely didn't need much, she looked breathtaking. He could barely contain himself right now. All he wanted is to watch that dress hit the floor when they are together and Nyx grabbing him in a passionate kiss.
The Queen herself was speechless when her eyes had landed on Zion - he looked handsome beyond words. His hair was jelled together perfectly and the smell of his pinewood cologne left her entranced. She could barely stand up in his presence but, she knew that she couldn't cause a slip-up in the public.
"Miss Knight! Who is this handsome young man accompanying you?"
"Are you dating him?"
"When is your fashion line releasing?"
"Who designed this stunning evening gown for you?"
All the questions flew at them as they posed for the cameras. She simply smiled and didn't reply since she was very well aware that speaking a single word can make them sew a totally unrealistic story of her life.
"Can't people mind their own business these days?" Zion whispers in her ears. Looking at his tensed shoulders, she knew that he was uncomfortable.
"Not if they are getting paid to sneak in other people's life. It's all about money, Zion." she says.
She leans against him, her hand on his chest and his hand resting on her waist as they posed for the press. She, out of habit, leaned her head against his chest and somehow, Zion relaxed a bit at the action.
"Did I tell you that you look beautiful?" Zion whispers.
She looked at him in the eyes and smiled.
"Every single day since I met you, Zion," she replies.
Oh, they wished they could kiss each other right now. But Nyx didn't want the press meddling with Zion's life - if he was found kissing the Queen then they were never going to leave him alone and buried truths about his life will resurface.
After they were done with the media and addressing some of Nyx's fans, they walked away.
"This is one hell of a ride," Zion says.
"It doesn't get over here, there are more in the hall waiting for us. They are here for the entire coverage of the event since many business deals are discussed here and elites find it the perfect time to boast about their accomplishments in the public. Although, the media is kicked out as soon as the dinner begins. You don't anyone clicking your photos while you are eating." Nyx replies.
They walk inside the venue and are welcomed by the hosts - Mr. and Mrs. Quinn. Nyx didn't like the Quinns particularly since they were absolutely irritating people. All she could hear from Mrs. Quinn was the recent abroad trip she has been through or her 'requests' to Nyx to help her land a modeling deal. Why don't people simply understand that nowadays talent rules the world?
Mr. Quinn was just like his wife, but a little less demanding. There was no hiding that he had wanted to hook Nyx up with his son, Charlie but wasn't getting the idea that Nyx wasn't simply interested. Not that Charlie wasn't handsome - one thing the elites surely had were great genes. Every family was almost perfect looking. Charlie sure looked handsome with his ginger red hair and freckles around his nose with emerald green eyes, but he was too much into his career to care about the world around him. And Nyx was pretty sure that he was gay, considering that she had spotted him making out with a guy in a club a few months ago.
She didn't out him, though. It was his truth to tell, not hers.
"Celeste!" Mrs. Quinn greeted her as soon as they stepped in.
The redhead looked beautiful with her emerald green gown for the evening and expensive-looking diamond jewelry. What Nyx didn't appreciate was when she was pulled into a tight hug by the wretched woman. This 'affection' was too much for her to handle.
"And who might this young lad be?" she asks as she lets go of her. Finally.
"My date for the evening," she replies with a smile. There was no way she was giving away his name. But then, with this face all over the newspaper the next day, Nyx was pretty sure that she had ruined Zion's privacy. She reminded herself to bribe the press not to publish his name and details.
"I see. Well, I hope you have a good time. By the way, Celeste, Charlie was asking for you..." Mr. Quinn says.
Nyx was sure that Charlie wasn't even thinking about her, let alone asking. Yet, she smiled.
"I will be sure to meet him, Mr. Quinn. How is the Japan deal going?" she asks, changing the topic. She knew it would be successful.
"It was great! The negotiations were successful and our new office in Japan is under the way." Mr. Quinn replies.
Sensing Zion's hand on her bareback, she knew that it was time to leave. She couldn't imagine how uncomfortable it might be for him since he didn't know any of these people personally. He had heard of them only through news and as much as he might hate to admit it, he had some of his idols among them. Not all elites were narrow-minded.
"I should get going, my father will be expecting me," she says as they make their bid.
They walk away from the Quinns only to be surrounded by the press, again. When does this torture ever end?
"This is a mess. How do you deal with this all the time?" Zion says. He clearly was irritated but he maintained his composure for the sake of Nyx.
"Years of practice and patience," she replies with a smile.
They were almost through the press, successfully dodging any questions. They just had to make it through the large marble door in front of them to welcome peace for some moment. Nyx knew that there was no peace for her tonight since all the eyes were on her.
Zion resisted the urge to beat the crap out of the men eye-fucking Celeste. He felt disgusted by their acts. They looked at her with lust and he was sure that only a one-night stand with her was on their mind. He couldn't help but act like a possessive boyfriend.
But they came to a halt as soon as they saw the man standing in front of them, talking to the media with his family. Zion's face morphed into confusion when he thought as to why Astrid was standing with them.
The cameras set on them turned to Nyx and Zion as soon as they came in the periphery, the previous conversation was long forgotten. Nyx sighed as she put on the fakest smile on her face, grabbed Zion by his hand, and walked towards her father and his family.
"Celeste." her father greeted her, a warning in his eyes. The message was clear - she had to be on her best behavior. As if Nyx cared.
"Father." she said.
This was going to take a lot of her patience.
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