Chapter 42

Jonathan already left since he has a commercial to shoot early tommorow. We exchanged contacts before he left though. I turn my attention back to Damien.
"Damien" I say his name in a whisper. He stops his conversation with Sam immediately and turns to me. My face heats up immediately at the attention he's giving me. I know it's fake but damn... I've never been in a relationship so it's new to be treated this way and if  Damien Lorenzo acts like you're the only person in his universe then it's as strange as it's overwhelming.
"I want to stay here" his eyes darken and his brows furrow in confusion and before he can reply, noises are heard outside the club. Everyone turns to the source of the noise. A huge button is pushed by one of the bouncers inside and the tinted glass becomes clear and we can see outside but I'm certain the people outside can't see us though. They're is literally a mob of paparazzi outside. Their cameras in their hands as they try to force their way inside the club. The security outside doubles and so the situation is under control. But they don't relent though, they go wait at a spot, possibly waiting for the people inside until when they leave so they can take pictures.
A black spots car arrives and a lady is about to emerge when the huge button is pushed again and the glass is pitch black and back to normal. "Sorry for that, let the party continue" a lady's voice booms through the speakers. The slow music which I didn't know they stopped starts playing again.
I suddenly feel cold and fold my hands closely together. "Why don't you want to go?" Damien asks, I almost forgot we're having a conversation.
"it's going to be boring. You'll just work and Sam and Liza will be all over each other. I'll rather stay here, I'll catch up with you guys in twenty minutes" I say trying my best to be soft when I feel like kicking him. We have to act like a loving couple. Liza laughs at something Sam says and I roll my eyes. Annoying lovestruck cute couple.
His gaze lingers on me for a second before he speaks "Okay then, we'll stay till you're ready. Are you cold?"
I'm a little taken aback by his gentle behavior but I shrug it off. "Kinda"
"Well, it's your fault if you're cold. Why would you wear an off-shoulder gown. Plus, you don't want to go to the VIP room"
"You really can't act like a caring person for five minutes. Plus, I will wear whatever I want to wear. I was just starting to appreciate your fake show of affection"
"well I can't continue acting like a ridiculous fool. I find it silly and time wasting, you didn't even put in effort at all. I just can't stand here wasting time" He's saying all these things while rubbing my bare arms and pulling me closer with a small smile on his lips. To others, we're having a loving conversation but in reality, we're arguing and saying how uncomfortable this is. I ignore the electric jolts his touches give me.
"Oh please, you even act romantic because you're not. Simple and short. You're inexperienced" I don't know why I'm saying this but immediately I see his stunned and embarrassed face I almost burst out laughing but I had to control myself.
His hold on me tightens, I notice he's kinda reducing the cold and chilly feeling I was having. "You think I'm not romantic and I'm  inexperienced? Well you're wrong, I just find it time wasting, ridiculous, stupid and childish. I can be romantic if I want to be" he says trying to sound confident but he sounds embarrassed and uncomfortable and I burst out laughing immediately. I continue to laugh until my legs feel like jelly and I almost fall but he holds me tight against him and when I see how uncomfortable that makes him, I laugh even harder. The door of the bar opens and someone enters but I'm too engrossed in mocking Damien. He is uncomfortable by the close proximity. What an awkward man.
I open my eyes, not even realizing I had closed them and look around to find everyone looking at me. Okay, maybe I laughed too loud. But maybe it's the way Damien is holding me so close, I'm even holding his waist. How did this happen? I must have laughed too hard. I blush crimson and I'm about to turn my head away when a certain someone catches my attention. Looking behind Damien I see her, the lady who I recently found out has a thing for Damien.
The lady who is in love with my husband.... Fake husband but still... Her grey eyes hold mine as her gaze travels to the close proximity between Damien and I see the change in her expression and her smile falters slowly. It's awkward because we've met a couple of times and we've spoken, gone on vacations together and even partied together. You could say we're kinda friends but right now? With the look on her face and annoyance in my mind? Not happening.
Her fingers clutch her gold purse tightly and she smoothens her silver silk knee-length gown. She makes her way towards us, her silver heels clicking with every step. She flicks her blonde hair immediately she reaches us.
"Hello Francesca, long time no see" she says smiling wildly. And it's in this moment, this particular situation that I realize her real motive. Unlike the rest she's smarter, more patient and calculating. I know all these because we've been friends for a while. She is cunning.
Her game plan isn't to be rude and nasty toward me while she tries to snatch Damien. Her game plan is to stay friends with me so she can get access to Damien. Why? Because she knows that under normal circumstances, on a normal day, she doesn't have access to Damien. If not for the fact that I'm standing right here with him, she wouldn't have been able to get this close.
She needs me to get him. At this point, I don't think I like the idea of this marriage being public anymore because it's only going to bring drama.
Her smile widens as she turns to Damien "hey" she turns to me "introduce us Francesca!" She says with a shy smile.
She knows me and that's a problem. Tiana Greg, cunning as a fox...