Chapter 18

Rachel was wearing a black floor length gown made from satin with spaghetti straps and a slit that reached her mid thigh. The dress was very fitting and it accentuated her curves delightfully. The top of the dress was mostly a transparent black lace that had only her nipples covered. She paired it with gold encrusted ruby earring, black heels and a black clutch bag. She curled her hair making it wavy and applied a nude like makeup.
She strutted in front of her full length mirror admiring her look. She turned to check her back view and saw a glorious sight. The back of the dress was wide open and formed a V that stopped just on top of her butt.
She had ordered her entire outfit online after Nathan had informed her on the dinner. Her main goal was to dress to kill. She had wanted sexy and classy in one outfit and she was very happy with the results.
She had asked Nathan what to expect at the dinner and he had told her it was just a normal one. The Rossi family that she had come to know to know was hardly normal.
“Wow!”
When had he come in? She turned slowly intentionally enjoying the expression on his face.
He came closer to her and continued to stare as she stood nervously never taking her eyes off his for a split second.
“You—You look like a goddess. And an angel. You look really amazing Rachel.”
She felt her cheeks warm up and she averted her eyes away from his to look at the mirror. “Thank you. You look pretty good too.”
He laughed into her neck living a kiss there. “I always look good though.”
So bloody arrogant. So bloody handsome. That bloody smile.
“You look so beautiful, I can’t wait to peel this dress off you after the party.” He said as his hands roamed and cupped her breast.
She watched him through the mirror as he slipped his hands into the top of her dress. The contact between his hand and her naked flesh made her shudder and she leaned to relax into him. He kissed her neck and her shoulder and whispered into her. “I would really love to fuck you now but we are already running late.”
She giggled and turned around to kiss him. His hands grabbed her at her butt cheeks palming them. “You make it so difficult.”
“You too.” She said cupping his face with her hands. She could swear that they stood in that position for over a minute.
Her hands on his face and his hands on her ass.
And their gazes unwavering.
They both walked into the Rossi’s mansion hand in hand.
“Just through here.” One of the housekeepers said with a large smile. She led them to other side of the mansion that enclosed the large dinning hall. He looked at Rachel, she definitely looked a little nervous with them not going through the front door.
When they entered the room, she gripped his hand tighter. The hall looked larger than he remember or probably because of the evolving decorations made overtime. It was as always majestically decorous.
It was a proper blend between old fashioned and modern fashioned decorations. The gold chandeliers and the intricately designed ceilings made it ever exquisite. The dining table was large and curved to make a large O in the center of the table. He noticed the ever present glass like candelabras holding the smooth white wax that never dripped. He remembered breaking one of them when he was a child and he remembered his mother making an entire ruckus. She banned the housekeepers from giving him pancakes. He remembered realizing that she was truly angry because of the pancakes.
He chuckled and met a questionable glance from Rachel. More people had already started to arrive. He started weaving them towards the dining seats and doing quite a lot of pleasantries along the way.
“I’m so happy you are here.” Victoria beamed and rushed to hug Rachel.
“You look so beautiful. You shine like a thousand stars.” She looked towards him and took his hand. “And you—you look amazing son. I’ve missed you.” She cradled his face in her hands beaming at him like he was a child. He had come to know she would never stop looking at him that way.
His father joined them and murmured a few words of greetings and beckoned them to sit. He grabbed Rachel as they did. He noticed her eyes never stopped darting around, he like that about her. She always tried to observe her space in a new environment.
Just before they sat, he patted her ass. “You are going to be alright.” She gave a shy smile as a reaction.
“Your sister will be here soon. She mentioned she would be late.” Victoria said.
Very on brand Anna. He would preferably want to have left before she arrived.
“So Nathan, how have you been?” Antonio asked
“I’ve been good. I’m good.”
“And you Rachel?” His head motioned towards her.
“Fine—I’m fine.”
One of his aunts continued speaking to Rachel. And then the cycle of random conversations began. The room became louder and people became more relaxed.
Rachel was enjoying herself. She felt accepted. She felt happy.
She felt a hand on her thigh.
Fuck! His eyes were not even on her. He was having a conversation with somebody. Or rather appeared to be. His hand hitched higher tracing through the slit of her dress. She looked around and noticed no one paid any close attention to them.
“Do you want a drink?” His hand vacated her thigh, he looked almost innocent with a very evident smug smirk on his face. She really needed a drink though. She nodded at him.
He put his hand back on, her knees almost snapped shut. Her thighs were practically humming. He cupped her and started to rub through the lacy material. She took big breaths to calm her racing heart. She should tell him to stop.
But she let her legs relax and she opened her thigh more. He pushed away the material to the side and slipped into her. He teased her by making slow strokes.
“So where did you first meet?” The woman talking to Nathan asked.
“We met—It was entirely random. It was on a sidewalk. Nothing cliché.” He said taking his time to send a smug look her way and inserted another finger.
“Harder.”
“I’m sorry?” The woman had a quizzical look causing a little bit of attention to her.
“I meant to say had I known, I would have been on that walkway everyday.” She gave a wide smile and hoped to God she bought it.
“Oh. That’s cute.”
Phew. And she saw the instigating son of a bitch laughing at her. He pulled his hand away for her and into his mouth. Licking his fingers with a smug grin.
She sipped her drink to calm a bit. She felt his hand again. A finger and another. And another. Pumping hard into her. Sending waves upon waves through her. She gripped the table hard and bit her tongue harder. She felt like her boobs were going to spill out of her dress. She was close.
“Ohhhhhhhhh!” She held to table as she nearly lost her balance. Eyes turns, some with concern. Most with curiosity. She coughed loudly to mask her previous moan.
“Are you alright?” Some random voices chorus.
“Are you okay?” Victoria asked.
“Yes—I’m fine. Just a harmless choke. I’m okay!”
The door opened and she heard Anna’s voice.
Oh thank God!
She pinched his arm and gave him a eye roll and replied her with a mischievous chuckle.
Eyes have been diverted on Anna’s entrance. Phew. She was an angel.
She spoke too soon.
Rounding up the corner, she saw Anna looking very exquisite and her date.
Kendrick.
Fuck! His eyes met hers and he gave her a devious smile. She wanted to puke. She looked at Nathan in horror. Why? How? What the hell!
She felt his hand on her trying to calm her. It did nothing. She was panicking. Alarm bells were going off in her head. What was going on?
Antonio and Victoria and others exchanged warm pleasantries with them till they took their seats.
“Hello Rachel. It’s been a while.” Ken said.
“Oh! You have met before?” Antonio asked, surprise evident on his face.
“Oh yes, we go way back. We were engaged.”
He said it so casually. The son of a bitch! All attention were turned to them. And Anna. She was smiling. She knew. Murmurs all over the hall. She tried to block out the noise. Everybody was now looking at her. Nathan was saying something but she couldn’t decipher it. She felt hot all over.
She was going to blow.
“What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Doing.?” She stressed every word out in anger.
“That question is actually for you.” Anna said. “You said you have been with my lovely brother for three years but you were just engaged to Ken last year.”
“Shut up Anna.” Nathan stood up slamming his hands on the table.
“Is this true?” Antonio asked.
“It is. He knows it dad. All this was just a ploy. He only wanted his inheritance. She’s a whore.”
“For Fuck’s sake Anna. Fucking shut it.”
She was shaking. She could not take this. She had been enduring all her life. Why couldn’t the universe let her be? She had an awesome cum session just minutes ago and now every part of her was disoriented.
“It’s true. We had an agreement. But we’ve grown. I love him.” She placed her hand on Nathan’s to help her trembling but he yanked his hand away. What the—Fuck!
Ken cackled. “Love. Don’t be deceived Antonio and Victoria. She’s only a slut. That’s exactly what she told me. It’s only the money she’s after. That’s her style. Fucking any man for money disguising as love. She cheated in our relationship many times than I could count.”
No. No. No. She stood, her eyes darting round and meeting judging eyes. She leaned towards Nathan and he did not take his eyes off the table.
He didn’t look at her.
Her dark eyelashes brimmed heavy with tears. People were blurred so were the sounds.
“She was even pregnant for me, I don’t even know what she did to lose it. Such a selfish whore.”
He put the dagger straight into her heart.
Out she went. She heard raised voices but she didn’t look back. She ran herself into a maze garden. Frustrated with the frequent turns she was making. She sat down and wept.
“Rachel”
She jumped and moved two steps away from him.
“I—”
“Don’t.” She said wagging her finger at him angrily.
“Ra—”
“Shut up. Shut the fuck up.” She broke down again, tears streaming down her face. “You did not say anything. You did nothing. You did not defend me in there. You let him—”
“No—Listen to me. I—I’m sorry.”
“Shut it. You’re so selfish. Stupid stupid me. Look at you stuttering all over. Fuck you!”
He gripped her wrist. “Stop yelling Rachel. Put yourself in my shoes. You said you love me. How do I even know it’s not the money you love? Maybe Ken—”
“You are a bloody fool. Maybe you never believed me at all. You disgust me. You all are the same. Fuck off. I’m out of here and out of your life.”
She realized they had already reached the exit to the maze. She raised her middle finger at him and stomped out of the compound cleaning her tears with the back of her hand. Luckily she saw a cab and quickly boarded it.
Imagine her thinking he would be any different.
Rinse and Repeat.
The muffle sobs wracked against her chest. The driver looked through his mirror every now and then. She tried to bite her tongue to hold down the tears.
A single tickle flew down her pale cheek then another and another. Sniffing every five seconds. They fell and fell and she let them.