Elisa’s pov
“Ding dong!” the doorbell rang and I walked up to the door and let both ben and the makeup artist in. this is entirely his idea. He dropped the careful wrapped gown on the bed with a giggle and left me in the hands on the makeup artist.
The makeup ended after a short while and the lady help me unravel the dress and I was star struck. What did I say about not stealing the limelight? Not only will I not steal the limelight but also the day from the host, himself.
It was already last minute, there was nothing I could do but to get dressed and it fits perfectly like I was craved in the dress.
We headed to the venue and I could tell that ben was avoiding being questioned as he kept passing compliment at the dress and my beauty tilll we got to the venue. The place was so beautiful and from the setting, it is grand.
Ben handed my invite over and the guards bowed and told us to go straight to the upper floor. We walked toward the elevator but unfortunately, it was struck, we were left to go through the down floor party toward the steps then to the upper floor. Ben led the way while I walked behind him and indeed. I stole the limelight as everyone turned to look at us.
I was still walking slowly toward the steps when a voice yelled out my name causing me to stop.
“Elisa!” the familiar voice yelled and I looked up only to see desmond. Just the brat I wished I never see again. “is this really you Elisa?” he yelled and two ladies walked toward us while everyone started paying more attention to the drama.
“You! What are you doing here?” one of the ladies yell and it turned out to be Mrs. Carter! “I don’t think we are familiar with each other enough to ask the purpose of our attendance here.” I replied calmly and anger was visible in the women’s eye.
“Hubby, who is this thing?” the other lady asked as she locked hands with Desmond. “My darling, this thing right here is the barren thing he married years back! God knows what she is doing here!” Mrs. Carter replied while Desmond was already tongue tied as he stared at me.
“Are you here for money?” the lady asked and I could not help but smiled as I looked at her from head to toe. “did you stalk my man to this party thinking he will be compassionate enough to take you back or give you some money after giving you a house and money to set yourself up.
Well, that is a lie because he doesn’t owe you anything?” she said proudly and I looked around and laughed, “is that what they told you. That he doesn’t owe me anything? Maybe they should think twice, I didn’t claim anything then because I was trying to forget but I don’t think you all deserve that.
And for thinking I am here for him, think twice lady!” I said and Mrs. Carter flared up. “Who are talking to like that,, do you know her worth? Do you know who are parent are? And what are you here for if not for him?” she yelled and the lady quickly smooching her mother in-law like a calm and virtuous woman.
“Maybe just like Jane has said, she is here as a slut for one of the married men here. What can't woman do when they are desperately in need of money!” the lady said and I chuckled. “is that how you hooked up with a married man before he even divorce his legal wife?” I said and she was shocked.
“What is your problem? What are you doing here? After two years and all you still do is disrupt people’s peace. What kind of woman does that?” Desmond yelled and I looked at him from head to toe. “Excuse me, you are blocking my way!” I said and he pushed me back.
“You don’t fit here and we both know that and I don’t know what you have been doing but it is really nothing but a shame if the first thing you are is nothing but a mistress to a pot bellied old business man.”
He said and I chuckled. “I don’t think that is any of your bussiness!” I said and he looked at me at I was disgusting . “are you that cheat that you will rather sell yourself for money after divorcing than working with your hands,” he said
“leave here and don’t make a mess anymore, Elisa! At least give us some face!” he said and I faced him squarely. “what if I don’t?’ I asked and he looked around at the hunger eyes of the people waiting for more drama.
“you won’t want me to call the security to throw you out?” he said and I smirked “I dare you!” I said and he was shocked, he was not expecting my words and hence he was nervous.
He wanted to preserve is image regardless as he yelled for the security.
“security!” he yelled and two of them walked up to us,
“Send this lady out!” he said and before he completed it, I sighted Ben walking in with a man that looking nothing but a angel on earth. Of cause he is the real image of every lad’s painting dream man.
“I call the shot here! No one give my security men order and who are you to throw out my guest?” the man said and Desmond turned around to look at him.
“Lord Damien!” Desmond stammered and I looked at Ben who confirmed that the angel I was drooling on was actually the devil lord of the north
“Lord Damien!”
he looked at me and I instantly forgot about my anger as I felt lost in his ocean blue eyes.
“Pardon my manners, my lady, I will escort you to your seat!” he said and all I felt was tenderness in my heart, he sure acted like my knight. “Throw them out, I don’t condone noise in my party!” he said as he held my hand and led me away.
This is huge
! Someone should wake me up! It has too be a dream.