The Billionaire's Secrets

Chapter 9 Tonight's Special (part 1)

Storm's pov

It's been 3 months since Christian Gabriel has joined our clique. At every encounter we have, he tries to flirt with me. He's been at every Thursday dance since that night. I decided that the least that I could do was be civil with him yet I would maintain my distance. Only I know though how I spent every night since thinking about how he would feel under me although I avoided him every chance I could. But he seemed determined to get me and that I couldn't have happen. No matter how much I desired him, I would not give in to the temptation. This meant more time spent at the dance studio to release the pent up frustration.

The clique was clearly amused by Christian Gabriel's antics to get to me. We would argue about everything which they would just give us looks and laugh at us. I remember during our weekend camp at Loco Valley, I wanted to get some morning exercise in and explore the place further. As I went deeper into the forest, I saw a stream that looked like it was leading to a waterfall. All you could hear was the gushing of the water and the sound of the birds chirping and distant voices of booming laughter. As I stepped forward onto the ledge, the crack that was invisible loosened and sent me tumbling down the riverbank. I screamed as my ankle twisted and pain shot up my leg like a knife cutting through your skin deep and slowly. A mouthful of expletives flew around like vomit.

Soon I heard the clique calling out for me and I shouted to them letting them know where I was. I tried to stand; grabbing onto whatever closest to me that could help me lift myself up, but to no avail was I able to. When I tried to stand, I'd just fall back so I crawled up the river bank grabbing the weeds and trees until I was in sight so I could be seen by the others. It was Michael and Christian Gabriel that found me. "Can you walk?" Michael asked. I can try but I'll need to lean on you, I said. "Let's see how bad it is cara mia" said Christian Gabriel as Michael laid me down on the grass, taking my foot into his hands. I whimpered when he touched my foot and now the pain was worse because not only was my ankle twisted but I could feel the electricity from his touch making every part of my body scream and tingle. I told him to leave it and let's get back to the others.

As I was getting ready to stand up, he swooped down and effortlessly gathered me into his arms. I began protesting, telling him to let me go, instead he just said "no way sweetheart. You're in no condition to walk and walking will only get it injured more." And so as he carried me back I kept on swearing him, when Bell said "you guys fight like a married couple." I glare at Bell while Christian, who just can't keep him mouth shut, tells her "well this is practice for when we do get married, isn't that right mi amore?" and smirks at me. The only person you're getting married to fucktard, is yourself. I wouldn't marry you even if you were the last man on earth. I wouldn't want my children to look like frogs now and I give him a look that says yeah nigguh, take that.

Ofcourse I didn't think he looked like a frog. He looked like a sex God, one that I had wanted in my bed so badly. Putting away these thoughts, I remember that I have less than 2 hours to get ready for the charity ball tonight. The theme is Cuba, Havana nights. I head into the shower, knowing that if I didn't get a head start, the girls would delay me when they came over to get ready. Once I got out, I heard the bell ring and Jess and Bell calling out to me. They get in and start getting everything out. I start with my hair, making curls followed by smokey-eye makeup and finally the dress and shoes. A red dress that was knee-length with a v-neck and open -back with a criss-cross at the top of the back leaving the rest of my back open to action with nude heels. Ha! So you are hoping for action tonight screams my subconscious.

I wait for Bell, whose wearing a purple boob-tube dress that's tight at the top with embellishments under the breast part and was floorlength with an upstyle hair do and black heels. As for Jess, she had on a midnight blue one shoulder dress that flowed at the bottom stopping below her knees both with silver heels and had straightened her hair. I then clip the rose onto my hair behind my ear and we all check each other before grabbing our purses and heading down to meet the guys wearing tuxedos...