In a stunning twist of fate, the life of a billionaire hedge fund is turned upside down when Alison, the woman who saved his son's life, awakens from a 10-day coma believing she is not only his wife but also the loving mother of his children. The bo...
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Jake
"Darling, you are glowing!!!!" I said with an enthusiastic voice and a bright smile. Alison looked pretty in her long pink gown. The strap of the dress was only on one side of her shoulder, leaving the other bare, and Alison had curls in her short hair.
This was her first masquerade ball, and I was hoping Alison would enjoy herself after almost three weeks of hell. I had not been to one of these in a long time myself. The last time I attended was with Gracie before she got pregnant with Tommy.
"Are you sure, Jake?" Alison asked, doubting my words.
I believe I need to give her more compliments. She looked gorgeous and was questioning me. I kissed her cheek. "Yes! I am sure."
A smile lit up Alison's face as she touched her necklace with our initials. She had put it back on after a long time. In a fit of anger at the clinic, Alison pulled it from her neck and tore it into pieces. I had it fixed and returned it to her jewellery box in hopes she would wear it again someday.
I helped her fix her golden mask with pink details. It covered the upper part of her face, leaving only her kissable pink lips and jaw on display.
Behind her, checking our images in the mirror, I rested my hand on her naked shoulder, leaned my mouth to her ear and whispered. "Now, let's go to this party because this dress looks stunning on you, but it would look way better on our bedroom floor."
After winking at her, I put on my black mask that matched my tuxedo. I fixed the cufflinks Alison had gifted me on my birthday. And her eyes sparkled, seeing I had worn them tonight for the first time.
When we got to the party, the Venetian vibe was in the air, and the place looked like we had been transported to Venice. Everybody was dressed much better than I remembered, and I forgot what those parties were like. Most people were not here because they cared about the cause. They wanted to be seen and network.
Like Freddy, Alison was looking everywhere. I laughed, happy to see her back to being a breath of fresh air. "Once we are in Europe, I'll take you to Venice to see it in person."
"Is this ball inspired by parties in Venice?" She asked, holding my hand.
"Yes! Mum loves Italy. Most of her balls are inspired by a place from it." I laughed. "Maybe she dreamed about Romeo but got stuck with Shakespeare." Alison looked confused, not getting my joke. "Romeo was from Italy, but Shakespeare was from England. Dad is English, Alison."
"Oh!" She giggled, covering her mouth.
I offered her my arm. "Come! We should find our table. The family is already here."
It did not take long to find our places, and the table was full. My brother had invited Savannah as his date, and I had not seen her in a while. Matt and his family were also sitting at our table.
