One less than innocent pleasure filled night...one unexpected consequence...and one very shocked billionaire.
Ethan Hart possessed everything imaginable. He has the looks, the money and quite the personality. The one thing this billionaire doesn't o...
Before we begin I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my best friend, my sister, katrina.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along- Rumi
Katy's POV.
"We declined now get back to your job." The Russian model answered in her sultry blood red gown snapping me out of further embarrassing myself.
Glancing back at him I discovered he was still staring at me. A blush made its way to my cheeks as my heart hammered against my chest. Turning quickly on my heels I was about to head out before that deep smooth male voice stopped me...
"I'll have one." He said gesturing for the dark head beauty to stand up much to her disappointment as she uncurled herself from around him like a vine.
"How can I starve at my own party?" He commented as he tried the meatballs still staring at me as my body quivered under the heated gaze. Making my way to depart yet again, strong gentle fingers touched my arms pulling me back as I jumped at the contact. It felt as though I had gotten an electrocuted shock as I brought my eyes up to his. Facing him squarely those warm brown honey colored eyes blazed as he whispered softly...
"Won't you wish me a happy birthday?"
A gasp got stuck in my throat as I stood looking up into his features that seemed carved and sculpted for no man should be so breathtaking. He seemed fierce and rugged from such an up close view. His brandy hair was combed and styled to perfection itching to be messed up. His eyes held flecks of gold if you looked into them closely surrounded by long thick lashes that fanned his brows. His cheekbones were high giving him a defined hard look but his pink lips soften his features surrounded by light facial hair that smattered across his carved jawline. All in all, this man was entirely captivating.
Nodding, I softly responded with a happy birthday before scampering away like a mouse with its tail on fire and hiding in the kitchen for the rest of the night. I knew he must have forgotten all about me the moment I turned away but he had a greater effect that would have lasted me a lifetime. Unconsciously I touched at my arm remembering his strong fingers feeling a different unfamiliar heat blossom within me. How cruel was it that the one man to capture my attention in all my adult life was one that was nothing but a fantasy for someone like me. Anna's words repeated in my head serving as a warning and a reminder. As the night progressed, the party carried on with upbeat music blaring on the sound system, the singing of the happy birthday song and more people onto the makeshift dance floor as the drinks and champagne started to flow much faster. Who partied this much on a Tuesday night? I was well and truly exhausted from sitting in the kitchen stacking sweet roasted grapes and struggling to come to a solution on finding a new home. Glancing at the carefree atmosphere I only wished that one day my life would be as simple and stress free as everyone else in the suite seemed to be.
The party continued well until the early hours of the morning until the music died down and the guests started trickling on staggering on happy cheers. Sighing tiredly I jumped of the bar stool and got to work cleaning up as a wave bitterness tore at me.
"There's a platter that's on the terrace can you get that?" Anna asked as she filled the empty containers into the storage cart.
For the first time that night I stepped outside into the chilly air and gazed in astonishment at the open view. It was amazing what could have been seen from up there. The city was a picturesque scene. I had never seen it so beautiful before or from such a staggering height.
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