Episode 3 First look

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Dinner at the Mayor's House was one of my first major appearances after winning the Miss World title. I was stressed, because the biggest social cream was supposed to be there, but also all my sponsors. I wanted to do well and prove that I was worthy of my title. I was afraid that most men would see me through the prism of my beauty and nothing else. Unfortunately, it turned out that I was right. Women looked at me with jealousy and men with lust in their eyes. Of course, before that, I had been instructed what to say, what to avoid and necessarily smile. Like a horse in a whirlwind. It irritated me terribly, but I decided to show them the rich man that I also had a mind and my opinion. For this evening, I chose a long black dress with an open back and black high heels. My hair was slightly wavy, stronger eye make-up, and my lips were accented with red lipstick. I was proud of my appearance and I felt confident. I will fight for myself and my beliefs. The party was held in the headquarters of the mayor's building. The hall was huge, soft music was played and the tables were overflowing with food. The mayor of the city, James Kalen, called me when I was drinking champagne. -Amelia, could you come to us, please. I would like to introduce you to someone - he looked at me and smiled. James was a man in his sixties, lightly graying and gray-eyed. I didn't like him very much, he was a typical politician looking for his own benefit. Of course, he loved money. I turned and ignored the other people and walked over to him and froze. There was a man standing there, tall, with dark eyes and hair, very, very handsome. He looked at me with an ignored smile on his face. You can see that he was bored and unwilling. - Amelio, please meet Marco Castellino. He is one of the main sponsors of the Miss World competition. He was not at the election because he was on a business trip at the time, but his brother Antonio represented him. I looked at the other man, who was also very handsome, although a bit shorter than his brother, but he seemed more open and friendly. -Marco is our this year's laureate, Amelia Cruze-. The mayor introduced me. The dark-eyed man looked at me and smiled involuntarily. -Hello Amelia, nice to meet you and congratulations on winning. I heard a lot about you from my brother, because you were his favorite from the very beginning - he looked at me and I felt a tingling in the lower abdomen, deep in the eyes. He was looking at me with such eyes as to judge whether, apart from the appearance, I had something else to offer. -Such beauty does not happen often. Besides, you can immediately see that you are a woman of intelligence.Antonio turned to me. -I looked at him and smiled sincerely, probably for the first time this evening. Then Mayor James approached Marco and said, she's not like all those pretty ladies who only know how to present themselves. Amelia is very smart and doesn't let others tell her what to do. –I was glad that at least one person in this room treated me seriously and noticed that I also had a brain. Marco started to look at me again, as if he was trying to read something from me. At the same time, I apologized to my company and left, explaining my duties. The rest of the evening was spent on short chats, interviews and photos, of which probably over a hundred were taken. I was very tired and, to make matters worse, I had the impression that someone would hit me. Subconsciously, I felt that it was Mr. Castellino. Just as I was about to leave home, someone touched my arm. I turned abruptly and saw Marco, who looked at me with frosty eyelids. "Are you running away?", he asked with a slight smile on his lips. -Yes, I have tomorrow planned another banquet at which I will have to look nice and smell - I grimaced in an ironic grimace. -Why do you say that? Isn't that your role? Another i***t for whom I was a typical pretty doll and he was surprised that I was complaining. -No, this is not what my role should look like-I was indignant. -I should help and support people in need and beauty is just an addition. Miss World is a competition where beauty should count, but hearts, not looks. I always thought that if I won, I would be able to help and not shine my eyes to the right and left. Everyone tells me what to say and do and it has nothing to do with what I want. Yes, that's what I feel, and sometimes I wonder if I should give up this title, if it still looks like this, I replied. I think that I surprised him with my behavior. He did not expect it. He took a step away from me and smiled. - You know, all evening, something was bothering me. Both the mayor and my brother told me the same thing about you, that you are beautiful but not stupid. I saw you talking to these people, you smiled, but in your eyes I did not see satisfaction, only anger and irritation. Come you tried to hide it. Then I found out that they were right. You are different from the other girls. Now he surprised me. I saw him hit me but I wasn't sure what he concluded. As you can see, he was not only handsome but also intelligent and certainly perceptive. -And you Marco, what do you do on a daily basis? -I asked because I was intrigued by his person and I wanted to know something more about him. -I am the owner of a large corporation that deals with the management and marketing of many companies in Chicago.- -Then you are probably a very busy man. By the way, I also graduated in management and marketing - I smiled. And he looked at me with half-pressed eyelids and said - Well, what a course of circumstances. I smiled and I smiled back and added: -I have not had the opportunity to work in my profession yet, because immediately after graduation I focused on winning the competition, but after all I intend to go in this direction. -Maybe you will visit me in the office someday. I would like to show you around the corporation. I am curious about your opinion-he looked into my eyes and I felt hot. He was very handsome and I was nervous with him like a teenager. -If I have a moment, I will gladly take your offer. But in the next few days it will unfortunately not be possible. I have commitments to my title and competition. -I understand, no problem. I will give you my business card when you have time and I would like to invite you . Call me and we'll arrange a coffee .- Marco took a business card from his jacket pocket, handed it to me, and smiled. -It was very nice to meet you, beautiful Amelia.- -I was also pleased to meet you and thank you for the business card-I am responsible. The man leaned over and kissed my cheek, then walked away, and for a long time I could feel this tingling on my cheek from his kiss.
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