Chapter 19
1533 Words
-Ethan Owen-
Arriving at the Owens' luxury five-star hotel, I parked my car, a black G-Wagon, and my sister and Layla got out of the car. As Freya had already said that she would meet us at the hotel.
"Alright, brother. Catch you later. Or aren't you coming directly to the clothing launch?" Angelina asked, her eyes glowing with interest as she peered at me. Just as I turned off my car and got out of it.
"I will come in. I am waiting for Freya, since she doesn't have an invitation," I said, to which Angelina smiled and waved at me.
"See you later. Let's go, Layla." I watched my sister link her arm with Layla as she dragged her friend away. Layla kept staring at me, but I shifted my gaze away from her and waited in the parking lot for Freya to arrive.
A few minutes later, a pink sports car drove into the compound and parked. I knew that Freya's father, Mr. Dallas, owned the Dallas oil and gas companies in Dominic City. They were billionaires too. And her parents and mine were friends, from our grandparents.
Getting out of the car, Freya donned a green bodycon dress that accentuated her figure. Seeing her in that green dress made me recall the woman that I had spent my night with. She was also wearing a green dress, and my forehead perspired as I recalled how I had stripped off the green dress the previous night like a hungry wolf.
Shaking my head, I tried not to think too deeply about Eva, as I didn't want to get aroused just by the mere thought of her.
My díck still longed to feel more of her body. But for the fact that I was engaged to Freya Dallas, I had to respect my parents' wishes and not what my díck wanted at the moment.
"Good evening, babe," Freya greeted me with a smile, as she approached me where I stood waiting for her. She held a dazzling black handbag and was wearing a set of black shoes too.
"Welcome, let's go in. I was waiting for you because you didn't have any invitation," I said, to which Freya smiled and nodded.
"Sure. Let's go in," Freya replied, and I followed her into the hotel. The paparazzi crew standing outside and in front of my hotel took camera flashes at us. Just as Freya and I walked into my hotel like the couple of the night.
Freya's older brother, Calvin, and I weren't close. But he didn't interfere in my engagement with his sister. After all, Calvin was my junior, as he was 28, while I was 31.
Walking into the Owens' Hotel building, I led Freya to the event hall on the fourth floor, where the grand launch of my cousin Festus Norman's new clothing line was taking place.
Several guests, celebrities, models, and a few elites were present.
My best friend, Cade Holden, was present. He was the CEO of Holden Groups in Dominic City, but he had a few subsidiary companies under his brand.
"Welcome, Ethan." Cade walked up to meet me, along with the beautifully dressed woman in a blue tiny-arm dress and a pair of black stilettos.
Cade wore a black suit and polished black shoes as we shook hands.
The beautiful woman next to Cade was his girlfriend, Hope Dexter. The Dexter family had a small business they were into.
"Thanks, Cade," I replied, before shifting my eyes to take a glance around. Some partners wanted to come up to meet me to see if they could partner with my firm. But tonight wasn't about me. It was about the Normans' Group.
"Ethan, who's this pretty damsel? You don't want to introduce me to your lovely friend?" Cade teased, gesturing to Freya, who smiled brightly as she greeted him politely.
"It's nice to meet you, sir. I am Freya Dallas. Heiress to the Dallas Group in Dominic City," Freya said with a smile as she accepted Cade's hand for a handshake. I saw Festus moving past the crowd as he walked up to welcome me. The videographer filmed us all as the event was getting started while the runway was ahead of us.
"It's nice to meet you, Freya. I am Cade Holden, CEO of Holden Groups, and this is my lovely girlfriend, Hope." Cade introduced Freya to his girlfriend, and the two women greeted each other politely.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you," Hope said.
"Nice meeting you too," Freya replied smoothly, clinging to me, and I looked over at Festus, who walked up to welcome me.
"Mr. Owen," Festus greeted me with a smile, mimicking the crowd greeting him, and I shook my head.
"Just Ethan. What's the need for the pleasantries?" I replied with a smile as Festus shook hands with me.
"Thanks for coming to my clothing launch, cousin. It feels good having you as my brother; it is the best thing to happen. Come on, the VIP seats are over there," Festus said, leading me away before he glanced over at Freya.
"Oh, Ethan, if I do not ask, won't you introduce me to the beautiful woman standing next to you?" Festus asked, as he wore a black suit and polished black shoes as well.
The event hall was gleaming with bright lights even as the night fell. The soft music echoed in the hall, while beautifully dressed guests kept on arriving and moving to take their seats.
"She's my fiancée, Freya Dallas." I introduced Freya to Festus, and he smiled and accepted her hand for a handshake.
"It's nice to meet you, Freya. I must say, you're a dazzling epitome of beauty," Festus praised Freya, before planting a warm kiss on the back of her hand.
Freya blushed and replied, "Thank you, sir. "
"Festus, where is your wife? I am sure you do not want Faith to file for a divorce with you kissing any beautiful woman that you lay your eyes on," I said, to which Festus chuckled.
"Oh, Ethan. Don't get jealous of me. I am sure your wedding is on the way. I cannot wait to attend it," he smirked, knowing of my aversion to women, and Freya smiled while she clung to my left arm.
Festus then led us to the VIP seats at the front of the runway. Just as the runway stage was set for the models to display the new collection of designer wear.
My phone rang, despite the merriment in the hall, as I sat next to Freya.
Taking out my phone, I saw that it was a call from Pete, but I was unable to answer the call.
I sent Pete a text message: [I am at an event. Cannot talk now.]
Pete replied, [Alright, Boss. I already carried out the task you assigned me to do. I got a man to stand in for you, and also, Eva Brooks has been released from the police net.]
Me: [Alright. You can go home for tonight.]
Pete: [Thanks, Boss.]
I kept my phone back into my trouser pocket and watched the models starting to walk on the runway stage.
My eyes widened in shock when I saw the first model who stepped out on the runway. She was a splitting image of Eva Brooks, only that she was taller and also had a bold look.
Freya took my hand on the VIP table and said, "That's Elora Brooks. She is a stunning model here in Dominic City and my dad's new brand ambassador for Dallas Group."
"Oh…" I gulped and looked away from Freya's face to stare at Elora's face again.
Elora was wearing a stunning new silver dress with a V-neckline and also a parting split at her front that showcased her long slender legs.
As she wore dazzling brown shoes and catwalked on the stage. Her pose and beauty were graceful like a queen, but she didn't capture my heart as much as her sister did.
Picking up a glass of liquor on my desk, even though I didn't like to eat or drink at my event, I couldn't help but desire to take a sip because I was sweating again just by the reminder of what I did the previous night with Eva.
My mind kept replaying the nasty things I did with Eva, just by looking at Elora's face. The way I held Eva firmly on my bed the previous night and kissed her lips passionately like I was dying to have a taste, leaving her breathless. The way my lips had trailed over her neck, kissing and biting her neckline gently, as I couldn't get enough of her soft body.
"Babe… you're sweating," Freya said, jolting me out of my insane thoughts.
"Yes. I am fine. Please, excuse me. I would like to use the restroom," I said, getting to my feet as my dïck was rock hard thinking of another woman, even as I was with my fiancée at the moment.
*What's wrong with me?* I pondered and quickly slipped out of the event hall, making my way to the men's restroom to relieve myself.
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