Marriage?

13 : Event (pt1)

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Okay y'all I wanna say smth. Calvin has a stubble. Yeah. (i find it SEXii yeh)
I dont think Ive mentioned it before, so here it is.
For reference, go and see the photos of michele morrone. You can also imagine him if you want.

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Bella Richards

"We reached." The car stopped in front of the parking lot of a hotel. It was big, very big. I remember it being very popular because of its size and all the big funding it had within them. Many big businessmen and politicians arrange their parties, events, and come to stay here. Yet, it wasn't the biggest hotel here. The biggest hotel is actually from Richards&co. And it had twice the visitors in comparison to this one. I think you know who it belongs to.

Once the car was parked, we stepped out of the car. While he was talking to one of his friends, I called Christiana to ask her if she's near here or not. We were here because, of course, we need to make these two meet and they'll go together from here.

"Yeah, I'm here. Right outside" I heard the door closing of a car.

"Oh" I stride a little ahead towards the gate of the parking lot. "We're at the parking lot, come here."

She hummed. "I'll be there after paying for my fare." she kissed the phone, "mwah, see you in a bit."

I chuckled, "yes yes." I kissed the phone, mirroring her actions.

I cut the call and turned towards him, and he was looking at me with squinted eyes. I bobbed my brows, indicating to him to spill the tea. Then, my eyes laid on his figure...

He was leaning on the bonnet of our car, while his hands were buried in his pockets. His black tuxedo, with a white shirt underneath tucked elegantly, with a black tie complimenting his look. His perfect thick locks were not gelled, but were set upright, with some of his curls falling on his forehead - urging me to just ruffle them and ruin his hairstyle. Aghh, Stop looking like a fucking greek god for Christ's sake.

I gulped down the saliva that had been collected in my throat. I licked my lips to moisten my dry lips, while he shook his head, answering my question. I strolled towards him and leaned on the bonnet, while keeping my hands behind, on the bonet.

"Christiana is here. She is heading towards the parking lot after paying the bill for her taxi." I said, and he looked at me and nodded. "What about your friend?" I added.

He exhaled a breath and looked at me, "Matthew being Matthew. He's a little late because he couldn't get enough of his dog." he rolled his eyes and I narrowed my eyes at him. "But yeah, he's on his way." he continued.

"What?" He inquired with furrowed brows, looking at my expression.

"Why are you angry at him? He said he's on his way. And there's nothing wrong in showing your love to your dog, it ain't his fault." I huffed.

"But that doesn't mean you're going to avoid an important event because of your pet." He stated, and I twisted my upper lips.

"He didn't avoid it. It's just 7:30. He isn't late." I stated the obvious, while he just looked at me with a duh look and I gave him a 'what the hell do you mean by that man?' look.

"We have to be present at the hotel entrance before 7:45. And the whole party starts at 8:15. So he needs to reach early so that both of them can at least meet and know each other's names or stuff she needs to know before attending the event."