Chp 9- Gala

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Next day in the evening...

Lorenzo hired a designer to do my makeup for me. I sat infront of the mirror as they applied makeup on my face and curled my hair.

"Perfecto, mademoiselle"the designer said and I gave him a small smile. They helped me into the gown and I looked in the mirror.

 They helped me into the gown and I looked in the mirror

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It looked ethereal and expensive. My long curly hair had been straightened and a bow was placed in my hair.

 My long curly hair had been straightened and a bow was placed in my hair

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I sighed and walked down the stairs...Why did I feel nervous? I walked out and saw Lorenzo in a suit. He turned and looked at me and the next words that fell out of his mouth made me blush.

Lorenzo De Luca POV

I stood patiently waiting for her. I turned when I head the soft clattering of heels and there she was.

"You look perfect"I said. Her perfection new no bounds. I stared at her in the gown and I immediately regretted getting her that gown.

People would look at her especially men and I felt like covering her from any man's gaze.

"Lorenzo..."she said in a soft voice kicking me out from my reverie.

"I..I..You look so goddam beautiful.... I'm lost of words"I said

"Thank you"she said and I felt the urge to kiss her. What the fuck was wrong with me?
"Let's go"I said whiles the driver opened the car door. She entered in and I pushed her gown in carefully so that she would be comfortable. I sat beside her as the car drove. I coughed...

"I have something for you"I said slowly

"What is it?"she said and I pulled out the box and opened it. I had bought her a necklace the day before.

"Do you like it?"I said

"It's beautiful"she said and I slid it on her neck slowly.

She placed her head on my shoulder and I rubbed her hand slowly

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She placed her head on my shoulder and I rubbed her hand slowly.

"I couldn't tell what I felt for this woman but I knew I would kill for her"

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