Gabriella POV
"I believe you are the great Gabriella everyone talks about" Elise stretched her hand out to me
"Not the great but just Gabriella Marcello" I shook hands with her. Her eyes were studying me
"I know you are a Marcello" she stated grimly as she took a glass from the tray, "where is Alek?" she asked the guys
Well she hates me.
And that's not a first.
"He is running late" Zane answered
"You mean he is with--
"Work" Damon cut Elise off, "oh look at that he is here"
Alek walked down the stairs, his face blank as always. He wore a midnight blue tuxedo with a black bow. His hair was a mess like he didn't even bother to comb it, but it didn't do him any injustice either. He stopped and spoke a few words with some men before finally walking towards us.
"Elise" they side hugged each other, "Ethan ready to start this party" he smirked not even taking a single glance at me
"Let's get this over with" he smirked back and walked with the gang forward, I stayed back and walked to the bar. I know when I don't belong somewhere.
"Good evening everyone, we are here to celebrate Ethan Grey's 22nd birthday" claps echoed through the hall, "Elise" she took the mic
"Everyone enjoy the party" she spoke in a formal manner, looks like the birthday party is a business party after all.
"I'll take a long island iced tea" I spoke to the bartender
"Vodka" he leaned himself on the table between my high stool and the unoccupied stool, even with the stool he was a bit taller. The surrounding lights dimmed, focusing on the dance floor as people moved towards the dance floor after Ethan and his sister danced.
The bartender placed our drinks, I took a sip and Alek drowned his glass.
"You look beautiful" he looked at my eyes, "everything about you is eye catching" he grabbed the other glass of vodka the bartender placed. I ignored him
"Are you angry with me?" he placed his hand on my leg, I sipped my drink again ignoring his fingers that were rubbing my thigh, "princess you need to answer me"
"I was doing very well without you for approximately eight months, plus why do I need to be angry with you?" I looked back at him, "you did me a favor" I removed his hand
"I wasn't doing well for the last eight months" he admitted turning my chair and looking straight at me. His finger traced the side of my face down my neck a--
"Mr. Royal" Alek withdrew his hand from my neck, covering me with his body as he turned to the man,
"Mr. Johnson" his voice was all business
"We found Ms. Yvette's location" he answered.
Alek's left hand started tracing on my leg, the man talking with him was oblivious to what was happening. I slapped his hand away only for it to come back again
"Send the details to Mr. Ivanov" Alek nodded as the man left, he turned around, "now where did we stop?"
"I am seconds away from kicking you in the balls, if you don't stop this nonsense right now" I snapped as he moved his fingers up my leg. He chuckled and brought his fingers to my neck again and started tracing them downward to my exposed arm, his touch leaving sparks.
"You know I miss seeing you daily" he whispered in my ear
"I am not the one who left the house is it?" I raised an eyebrow, taking a large sip of my glass. Except for the small luminous lights from the bar everything else was dark.
YOU ARE READING
Black Phoenix
RomanceThere is a thin line between past and present, one snap and you are pulled back to the past that you tried to forget and leave behind. The heir to a throne that represents danger, The Mafia World. Danger? It's second nature to her. Blend in? Now tha...