Star Crossed

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My eyes keep roaming around until it sets on a pair of blue-green eyes. I avert my gaze quickly before the person thinks I'm staring at them. I look back to see if they are still looking at me but the spot he was standing is now occupied by someone else. I search around for him when a voice behind me makes me freeze. "Looking for someone?".

Turning back to see who spoke only to be met with those blue-green eyes again. I look at his face, high cheek bones, long lashes, full lips and a cute perky nose. He looks to be in his late forties but still looks dashingly handsome. He oozed command and I could catch some ladies stealing glances at him. "What is your name dear?" Mr dashingly handsome stranger asks in his melodious voice and I just stare at him, forgetting how to speak.

He wore a tuxedo that fitted him perfectly and I could make out an amazing physique from the way it hugs his biceps. "Oh Christopher I was looking for you, it seems you've met my daughter." Dad says coming to give Mr handsome a friendly pat on his back. "Yes David she looks just like you" Mr handsome replies. "Mariella this is Mr Jakeson the gentlemen who bought the mansion" dad says to me. I finally found my voice to reply.

Extending my hand to him and offering the brightest smile I could muster, "Nice to meet you Mr Jakeson, I'm Mariella Contervalo", I say looking into he's eyes that visably harden immediately our hands touch. He nods in response "Please call me Christopher" he says and I nod giving him a smile as I pull my hands out of his. Why am I feeling all fuzzy inside for an old man, I question myself. Dad leaves us when his phone starts ringing.

I don't know but there's something about him that makes my body tighten and my breath coming in quick. I politely excuse myself, looking for the restrooms and after what felt like hours I finally locate them. I entre luckily no one is in. I take my time staring at my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes large. Looking at my body I notice that my nipples have harden and are showing through the material of my dress because my dumb ass decided not to wear a bra.

I stay in the restroom a while longer running cold water through my hands to calm my nerves. When I am sure that I am now calm, I leave the restrooms to join the rest of the people at the event. It hit me that I've forgotten how I got to the restrooms and I'm now lost. This house just had to be so fucking huge. Turning corner after corner I hit a hard chest staggering back and falling. Life just had to treat me this way. I waited from the moment when my body will hit the ground but...it never came.

Opening my eyes I'm met with the gaze of those blue-green orbs for like the tenth time this night. He looked confused and amused at the same time as he held me. Glad he found this amusing.

My cheeks heat up and I scramble to get out of his embrace. He smoothened out his tux while I take a step back adjusting my dress. He looks up and stares at me taking me in from head to toes like it was his first time seeing me.