The sound of elegant music played in the background as we entered the hallway.
"Where are we going? The party is that way." I rasped out as I tried to keep up with his pace.
"We're aren't attending that function." He spoke as we made a turn before finally stopping. "Behind these doors...." He said pointing at the double doors infront of us. "Is my family and the most dangerous people in the world. So slip up....And you're dead."
He reached for the door handles before I stopped him. "And yet you expect me to go meet them lookin like this. You ripped my fucking dress."
He sighed with frustration. "We are already late. We dont have time for this." He stressed out.
"Get me a new dress or I swear to God, once we enter that hall....I'll sing. About everything. So I dont care if you have to pull one out of your ass. But I'm not going in there looking like this."
With his fists now clenched to his sides and his jaw now hardened. Aiden looked like he was going to kill someone. Me.
He turned to one of the guards that stood posted to the doors. "Where is Simona?" He asked with clenched teeth as I beamed like am idiot.
"Inside, sir." The guards answered.
"Go get her. Tell her to meet me in room 32."
The nodded before entering the hall as Aiden turned to me. Without saying a word, he grabbed my wrist before dragging me down the hallway.
Once we entered the room, it was like Aiden tensed up. I watched his tall figure glance around the room. I was about to be annoying when someone walked in.
A beautiful brunette with big blue eyes and the body of a supermodel walked in. And as if Aiden wasn't tense already, he froze as they at each other.
"Aiden...." She cleared her throat. "It's been--"
"Don." He took a step back so we would be next to each other. "It's Don to you now, Simona." Oh...He wanted to show her We were together. You should've just asked.
I stepped closer before I encircled my arm around his and joined our hands, entwining our fingers together all while she watched.
She lowered her head slightly, the indifference clear between the two "Don...You called for me."
"Yes, she needs a new dress. Get her one quickly." He turned to me. "Simona is a designer. She'll help, okay?" He said softly. And then he did the unthinkable. He grabbed my chin and tilted my head a little before leaning down and kissing me. On the cheek.
Gosh, I really wanted to jab him on the neck as I resisted the urge wipe away the kiss.
I nodded my head before he left. Is this how we have to act infront of everyone. I turned back to Simona who was already looking at me with a scowl on her face.
She turned around with a sigh. "I won't have time to fix that rip so, you'll have to wear something of mine. But, I dont think you'll fit in anything of mine."
She scanned my body. "You're abit wide around the waist...." Bitch what? "I think I have the dress that can fit with your....Body type." She sneered.
Hoe No. "Whatever Aiden see's fit. You two seem to know each other pretty well. So, you should know."
She folded her arms infront of her chest as we stared down at each other. Well, she is a hard bitch to crack. "No, I wouldn't."
"Then, What the hell does Aiden pay you for?"
"Aiden doesn't pay me sh--" I cut her off.
"Don...It's Don. Not Aiden." I corrected. "Now, the dress, please."
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