You're Mine, I'm Yours II

Part 5

The night of the party had arrived, and the grand hall of the Castiglione family's estate was filled with an air of opulence and anticipation. The Castiglione family, one of the most powerful families after the Puitrakul and Thanawat clans, hailed from Italy, and their influence stretched far and wide. The hall was decorated with stunning chandeliers, lavish floral arrangements, and elegant drapery, creating a setting that was both sophisticated and imposing.

First entered the hall, his expression a mix of annoyance and resignation. Janhea was clinging to his arm, a picture of elegance in her silk black dress, red heels, and diamond necklace. Despite his efforts to avoid bringing her, his father's insistence had left him with no choice. Even if he hadn't brought her, she would have been there regardless, as her father was also attending the event.

First was dressed in a sharp grey suit with a black undershirt, his presence commanding attention. As they moved through the crowd, he exchanged polite nods and forced smiles with various guests, but his mind was elsewhere. The hall was filled with the elite of society-men in tailored suits and women in exquisite gowns. The sound of classical music played softly in the background, adding to the refined atmosphere.

People mingled, holding glasses of champagne and engaging in light conversation. Waiters moved gracefully through the crowd, offering canapés and drinks. The decorations were breathtaking-crystal chandeliers casting a warm glow, intricate ice sculptures, and tables adorned with fine china and silverware. The ambiance was one of sophistication and power, a perfect reflection of the Castiglione family's status.

As First navigated through the sea of guests, his eyes occasionally darted around the room, searching for a familiar face. He felt Janhea tighten her grip on his arm, and he forced himself to focus. Just then, Mix entered the hall, drawing attention with his confident stride. He was dressed in a stylish blue suit, the color complementing his charismatic personality. Beside him was Earth, looking equally striking in a classic black suit. They made an impressive pair, and their presence did not go unnoticed.

Mix caught First's eye and gave him a knowing smile. He and Earth made their way over, and First could see the genuine happiness in Mix's eyes as they approached.

"First, looking sharp as always," Earth greeted, his tone light.

"Earth, Mix, glad you could make it," First replied, offering a brief smile. "How are you holding up?"

"Can't complain," Mix said, glancing at Earth with a smile. "Earth here keeps me grounded." Earth chuckled. "Someone has to, with this one."

First managed a small laugh, appreciating the light-hearted banter. "You both look great. Enjoying the party so far?"

"It's... an interesting crowd," Earth said diplomatically. "That's one way to put it," Mix added, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

As they chatted, the mood in the room shifted slightly. There was a palpable tension as the guests sensed the arrival of another significant figure. The Thanawat family had arrived, and all eyes turned to see who had come in their stead. First's heart skipped a beat as he spotted Khaotung entering the hall.

Khaotung's presence was commanding, his sharp eyes scanning the room. He was dressed impeccably, and his demeanor exuded confidence and power. First's gaze locked onto him, the memories of their past flooding back. Khaotung's eyes briefly met First's before he continued moving through the crowd, his expression unreadable.