The Contract

chapter 18

Roman was sure about one thing though

Rich people parties were a bore, the rich were only interested in showing each other their expensive accessories and labels of their clothing
Hold champagne glasses majestically, and eating as little food as possible

Roman knew she'd have to act classy as well, from what she was served on her plate, she could as well say the plate was empty, if rich people didnt eat too much, why did they have stomachs, she knew she'd eat everything in her way if she had that much money

All the while, Erin was busy talking to some other guys on the table, they were talking about business and stocks exchange, the foreign market and whatever
Roman wasn't really paying attention
She wished Moira was there to keep her company, she couldn't help feeling like a doll, the other women she noticed, would look her way and scowl
This what she was afraid of, someone would be able to see through her expensive exterior and see her for what she really was,
Someone who gave up her freedom for money

Is that what she did??
No...
She was trying to give her mother the best care she could have, right??
She had no choice,  right??
Or was she saying that so she'd be able to sleep at night
But there was nothing wrong with what she was doing, she wasnt using her body, Erin simply needed her as a figurine to play wife

She finished her second glass of wine and felt her bladder yearn to be emptied, she scanned with her eyes trying to find the washroom, the last thing she wanted was to have to ask for directions because the women she noticed so far, seemed to hate her already, not with the ferocious looks they were throwing her way

She immediately spotted a woman walking out of a corner at the far end of the huge hall, she took that as her cue to get with it
She leaned towards Erin and managed to whisper in his ears that he was going to the washroom
Erin nodded but didnt spare her a glance, he went back to his conversation with the rest of the men at the table

a part of her felt a sting by Erin's dismissal , it is as if he didn't acknowledge her presence there...while she knew deep down she dolled up, for him, not for all these other men in the room looking at her with so much hunger and lust

Drinking in her features as she walked,  her hips swaying, her heels making her butt stick out,  her boobs that were pushed up on her chest free of any straps, no bra, holding their own, her curved bag, her tiny waist

She didn't miss their longing gazes as she walked past them, she even glimpsed a hard on as a guy stared at her ass

These people were filthy rich, but also FILTHY

she managed to get to the washroom safely without telling a guy off, she finished her business and began washing her hands as she looked at her reflex In the mirror

Just then, a girl walked in, she had remarkably red hair, and a cute oval face

"Hi" she said cheerily as she pulled her dress  over her waist

Leaving her legs naked, and her standing with no panties at all

Roman forced herself not to be shocked, but she couldn't stop staring

How comes she wasnt wearing any piece of cloth at all

"Staring is rude" the girl said

But in a teasing way, as she looked at Roman through the mirror

Roman blinked and shook her head

"Sorry, I just-"

She stopped when she noticed the girl grab a bunch of Kleenex wipes and used them to rub at her inner thighs