Dorothea Caddel, is born into a wealthy family that can easily give her a plane or a planet to her wishes but what if something deep is hidden in the mask of a perfect family, a devil that she fears but soon learns to accept as love. That story chan...
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Edward's Volvo pulled into the parking lot, the engine purring as he smoothly parked it in a space close to the venue. As the car door swung open, Edward stepped out first, immediately extending a hand to help Bella out.
He guided her through the grand entrance, their footsteps echoing softly in the large hallway. The dining room was just ahead, and inside, Mr. Molina and several other teachers were mingling.
Dorothea, seeing her brother and Bella entering, flashed him a quick, warm smile. She didn't waste time, immediately making her way toward the Cullen siblings. With a gentle tug, she pulled Jasper with her to Rosalie and Emmet's side, excitement bubbling in her chest.
Rosalie, ever the glamorous one, immediately enveloped Dorothea in a tight, enthusiastic hug. Dorothea chuckled, gasping for air as Rosalie squeezed her with all her strength. "Look at you, little sister! I'm so proud to have you in the family," Rosalie said, her voice full of pride as she pulled away, still holding Dorothea by the shoulders.
"You're suffocating me, Rose!" Dorothea laughed, trying to catch her breath. Emmet and Jasper couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing at the sight of Dorothea, faking, gasping for air.
"Sorry," Rosalie said, playfully smacking Emmet, who was still chuckling. "But really, look at you, Dorothea. You look stunning. You're the real beauty here."
"Don't try to sweet-talk me," Dorothea retorted with a smirk. "You look like a Greek goddess, Rose. It's unfair." Rosalie rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips. "Always good with your words. You're going to make me blush."
Before Dorothea could reply, Alice's bubbly voice rang out across the room, cutting through the laughter. "Guys! Come here! There's a photoshoot. I want a family picture!"
Dean, who had been talking to the cameraman, nodded and gave the group an encouraging wave. Rosalie and Emmet were already moving toward Alice, and Dorothea followed along with Jasper by her side. As they walked, Dorothea couldn't help but feel a little giddy. Her dress billowed out around her, and she lifted it carefully, her other hand clasped in Jasper's.
"I know this is far from our first prom, but," Dorothea said with a grin, her eyes scanning the room. "It always feels unreal."
"I'll bring you to as many proms as you want," Jasper said, his voice teasing. "I'll dance with you all night until you get bored of it."
Eric was at the DJ booth, and his music had the entire room vibrating. He had a serious look on his face, but his movements behind the turntables were anything but. Angela stood beside him, headphones securely on her head, flipping through vinyl records as she assisted.
The energy in the room was contagious, with gaming tables set up for a little friendly gambling and roulette wheels spinning with prizes to be won. Couples in tuxedos and elegant gowns danced and socialized, a mix of excitement and playful chaos filling the air.