The night we met

FINAL CHAPTER

Do you know what I like about a dance ball?

I could say that everything. Including music, dresses, place and people. Its because I just think that I'm another person, maybe cinderella. She goes to a ball where she doesn't know anyone. I can't relate anymore because I have my prince by my side.

The balls are always seen around the world which probably makes it like a tradition to do every year. The one Matteo and I are going its a masquerade ball. I had bought a simple backless dark red mermaid long dress. It was beautiful and Its simply just my style. Haven't you seen a dress and say, 'Yep, that dress its me.'

A dress has its own color, material and style. Not everyone will like the dress but eventually there will be a customer that will pay it be careful because they may pay it and use it once. Other dresses only have one size or are too expensive, not everyone will have it. Some dresses may become the favorite ones to wear and others just get kept on the back of the closet. Simple as that.

Symbolism.

I'm in the hotel room sitting on the jacuzzi that its on the bathroom. I have my eyes closed as I feel the warm water in my whole body and many bubbles float to cover me. I decided to do this to relax myself before going to today's ball. Matteo had said that there might go only few people that he might know since the ball was going to be filled by other powerful men.

I open my eyes and see Matteo standing watching me. I give him a maliciously smile as his gaze makes tingles to me below. He makes a smirk and bends down to give me a kiss in the cheek.

"I got your mask," he says as he takes out a small black box. I sit down properly as one of my nipples is noticeable. He opens the box and a beautiful black mask lays there with amazing small details. It had many small holes but enough to make it look pretty good.

"Where's yours?," I ask smiling as I still stared at my mask.

"Anastasia, you will see Mr. grey with his mask later on."

"I want Mr.Giordano today."

"In that case it won't bother you if I join you in the jacuzzi?."

But before he could answer he took his clothes off and sat down in the jacuzzi in the opposite side. I began crawling until I laid my head in Matteo's chest. His hand began touching my waist as the other one grabbed my leg pulling it upwards.

I lifted my head and began kissing him softly as I sat properly on his lap. He cut our kiss and began kissing my neck slowly, making my eyes flutter.

"Sing to me," he said deeply as he continued to kiss me.

"Why right now?."

"Because I want to hear you. If you stop singing then I'll stop doing what am about to do to you."

He looked at me as I began craving his kisses already wanting him inside of me. I inhale harshly as I thought about a song.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star..."

"Of all the good songs, you chose that one?."

I burst into laughter at his reaction. What did he expect?

"Fine, what about Mary had a little lamp?."

He began laughing and finally said, "How old are you?."

"How old are you," I said mockingly.

"Those are good songs. But fine I'll chose other song," I finally said.

I kept thinking until I finally sang.

"I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met."