Chapter 63
Romeo
When Elijah came back from dropping of Jennifer he knocks on my door, “Come in Elijah.” “Sorry Boss, this was pushed underneath Jennifer’s apartments door. She didn’t realize she started to shake when she saw the hand writing.” “What the fuck?” I took the letter from Elijah “It’s from her ex-boyfriend.” “That fucker, leave it with me.” “I told her you will tell her if she needs to know.” “And what did she say?” “She said she will live with that.” “Good thank you Elijah.” That made me proud of her. When he walked out, I open the letter
“You bitch I will get to the bottom of it and I swear to you if you have anything to do with me being banned, I will kill you. Do you understand those words Jennifer, I will kill you! I don’t know why I even went out with you I mean getting me into places where the only thing going for you and now you’ve taken that away from me to. You have no clue who you fucked with but you will I promise you you will.”
I ripped the letter into pieces throwing it on the floor. Like who the fuck does this kid think he is, clearly, he needs to be put in his place and my God am I going to love doing it myself. I decided to tell Jenn just about the threat she needs to know why Elijah will cling to her like shit on a wool blanket but for tonight we will forget about it. I went upstairs to my room, when I walked in, I was overwhelmed with the smell of Jennifer in my room. Fuck I even got hard just my smelling her. ‘Soon she will be here the whole time Romeo just be patient.’ I told myself. I went for a shower and came out dressed in my tuxedo. I looked good if I may say so myself, I looked at the time and decided I need to be a bit late tonight as well I can’t rock up there first, I need to play it cool and collected it would be weird if the Romeo Bianchi is on time for a social event. I went to my office and worked through a few documents waiting for the time to pass.
Jennifer
When Elijah left, I tried to get myself together again. I forgot Kyle could get into the apartment building any time he wanted to because he had my passcode, I decided to change it immediately. I put my dress in the room before I grabbed my laptop and changed my code to the apartment building. I didn’t send a message to my dad as he normally didn’t come up, he just waited for me outside at least I know he won’t ever be able to just rock up at my place. When I was happy the code was changed, I went to my room looking at the dress. The dress was black it had a corset as a bodice with Swarovski stones work into the bodice and very expensive net skirt with small Swarovski stones on the skirt part it was absolutely beautiful and dancing in this will look fabulous. I looked at the time and realized I was fussing on the wrong stuff it was almost time for my dad to come and get me. I quickly started to dress I decided on a silver shoe and handbag to go with the dress. When I was done, I really didn’t recognize myself I felt so grown up yes, I’ve been to a lot of parties with my dad with my hair done and new dresses but tonight feels different and I feel different I feel more like a woman and less like a child who has to accompany her father to an event. I was just about done when my dad called telling me they are waiting for me. If there is one thing my dad is always early which is a inconvenient for me because we are always the first to arrive at events the only other persons at the event will be the hostess normally and we are always the first to be taken pictures of, which I hated. I quickly got my purse and threw my lip stick into it before I made my way downstairs to where my dad was waiting for me.
I slowly walked down the stairs and the way the dress moved was mesmerizing especially with the stones on the lower part of the dress. When I got in the limo even my dad was speechless for a minute before he said, “You look nice” that was the best compliment I’ll ever received from my father. “Thank you.” When I was ready Peter made his way to my father’s casino where the event will be held. It would have been very embarrassing for him if I didn’t come tonight no wonder he made me. But I still need to put my foot down about Friday night. “Dad” He was busy on his phone answering an email or something. “Yes” “I really can’t go with you Friday night; you know I told you before I’m not available Friday’s or Saturday’s.” “This is an exception Jennifer you do know those happen right?” “I do but I can’t.” “We’ll talk about it later okay.” “Fine.” Clearly, I’m not going to get out of this except if Romeo has an idea. I wanted to ask my dad if Romeo will be there but I don’t know if that will be part of Romeo’s plan so I said nothing.
When we reached the casino Peter droved slower making sure he drops as right in front of the red carpet. When he stopped, he opens the door for my dad then my dad helped me out of the limo and immediately I had to put on my fake smile for the cameras. We walked the red carpet as always, a few photos were taken of me and my dad then one of the paparazzi’s called for a photo alone of me, which never happened before. My dad looked surprised but moved out of the way letting them take photos of me. When I felt it was enough I started to walk towards my father that is when one journalist / paparazzi not sure which screamed “When are you getting married Miss Rynn?” That was so out of the blue it was like my father or someone organized that question, that is when my dad stepped forward and said “Soon” Then it was a list of questions that was screamed at us “Who’s the lucky guy?” “When will we meet him?” and and and. When my dad and I walked into the entertainment area I turned around and asked him “You organized that?” He just looked at me “Dad answer me.” I almost screamed at him. His answer was “Maybe.” “What the fuck dad?” I screamed at him. Which got the attention of some of the caterers around us as we where the only ones there. “Mind your tongue lady.” “I will not. How can you do that to me?” “I’m just telling them what they want to hear.” “You telling them what you want to hear.” Then I turned around and stormed away from him. ‘Fuck Romeo where are you?’ I thought