One Night Plus a Lifetime

Red Dress .

Aria spent the whole time in the closet trying to decide what the hell she should ware to this dinner show or whatever it was Devon called it. there where a lot of dresses in the closet that Devon had arranged for her , she did not want to pick anything from them. but she knew her clothes where too casual for a fancy dinner meeting with the President. She lay the clothes on the floor trying to see which one she should ware. a few of them stood out to her, one was a blood red satin long fitting dress. the other was a blue short dress made from a thick material and the other was a simple black dress.

Aria looked at all her options. choosing clothes was even becoming a challenge. after minutes and minutes she finally picked one.

she looked at herself in the mirror and saw how good her hair looked today .despite it falling out every time she blushed it she still liked how naturally curly it was. and tonight she was not going to need a wig because she was not going out in the streets. this event was somehow important to Devon and somehow she did not want the Media to say anything bad about her so she chose a pair of heels. walking in heels was going to be tiresome but , she had to try it was better than those converse. she could already picture the headlines once people saw her in converse. Mrs Presley... wife to Devon does not own a pair of fancy shoes

Aria rolled her eyes just thinking of that .

she looked at herself in the mirror and thought she could maybe at least try do some make up.

"you owe me Devil.... dressing up just so people wont make fun of your reputation.."

she spoke to herself in the mirror. she felt like she was changing her appearance just so people could not have anything to say about Devon because if they did ... he would blame her for almost destroying his precious career again.

"Aria... the boss is waiting....he seems to be in a bad mood you should hurry..." Natasha knocked on the door and informed her.

"ill be out in a second." she told her.

Aria looked at herself one more time in the mirror . the dress she wore was a bit tight it was difficult to walk. she liked it however and did not want to change it. she bit her lip thinking of what to do to make in comfortable when i idea popped in her head. Aria took a pair of scissors.

when Devon saw her walk to him. he could no longer hear the voice on the other side of the phone. he looked at her and his eyes grew for a second. she wore a red dress that hugged her little figure perfectly in had a long slit that reached her thigh. he trailed his eyes from the floor up to her head and he saw her curly big hair looking just like he remembered it . he blinked when he realised she never actually cut it off. She went and stood next to him and he could see how much of her cleavage was showing as the dress plunged down on her chest a little. he also saw her breast looked slightly bigger than before. the dress created such a contrast to her pale skin Devon could not stop looking at her. the anger he was feeling towards her for being late had left his body. he did not even say anything to her. wait... was she wearing make up and lip gloss. it made her look even more enticing.

this girl surely knew how to dress to kill if she wanted. she could capture anyone's attention her red hair and her red dress made her look like true fire . his wife was indeed a flame . a flame of trouble . he frowned when he imagined the men tonight looking at her. "hhmmh" he cleared his throat

"Aria.. " he wanted to tell her to wear something else. this dress was showing her skin a lot and the men that will be present at the museum tonight where nothing but perverts according to him.

but he did not want to seem controlling nor did he ever want to control what she wares.

"Red is not allowed at the event tonight" he lied to her. 'what are you doing Devon' he thought to himself. this was not like him at all.

he saw her not her eyebrows "why ???..." she asked. " only darker colors.." he lied again.

"oh.... am sorry ... i had no idea ... can you give me two minutes.. ill go change "

He just nodded his head and she walked away. Devon rubbed the skin between his eye brows . he did not know why he said that or why he made her change .. and the fact that she apologised made him feel strange. why was he starting to feel guilty with her. 'get a hold of yourself Devon... " he spoke to himself. he looked up and saw Natasha looking at him with curiosity.

"what?" he said , she just walked passed him and headed for the kitchen.

3 Minutes later she came out wearing a black dress. it was also a long dress this one did not show much skin but it made look even more sexy and her waist looked tiny. he looked at her face and noticed she had changed her lip gloss and wore a bright red lip stick. "Damn it!!!" he said out loud.

it did not matter what she wore she looked beautiful in everything. she looked matured and even looked like a lady with etiquettes .

now Devon preferred her in her casual clothes. this side of Aria he did not want anyone else to see.

"am ready ..." she said to him. he looked at her and contemplated whether he should bring her out or not.

but something came to his mind. Aria never dressed like this, and she never wore make up did she do this because she knew he was taking her somewhere important. he could already imagine how much effort she put in this. and looking at her eyes . she looked like she liked dressing like this. "lets go ... " he said and cursed at himself in his head for noticing these details about her today too. why was she so easy to read sometimes.

when they reached the door. "Aria.. " she looked at him. he had the sudden urge to compliment her. he pushed those thoughts aside "shoes??"

he said looking down at the dress that covered her feet. he remembered the converse she wore on their wedding and what she said to him.

she lifted her dress and showed him a nice pair of heels she was wearing. Devon did not say anything else.

he opened the door and they walked out. he saw how slow she was walking. "are your shoes made of metal why are walking so slow??"

'i wish they where made of metal because i would throw them at your head' she thought to herself. How was she supposed to walk in these death traps. if she walked fast she was certain she would fall. she just ignored him and kept her pace.

"good evening Mr Presley ...

good evening Mrs Presley... " Gabriel was in the lobby when the couple came down. he looked at Aria for a few seconds before opening the door for them.

"good evening Gabriel.." Aria greeted him back with a smile.

she walked out first and Devon walked behind her. he saw Gabriel look at her again before he opened the car door for her. "Am driving tonight" Devon spoke to him. and opened his palm waiting for the car keys.

Gabriel handed them to him. "alright sir... have a good night. both of you" he stepped away from the car. it was rare for Devon to drive his car. unless he had really personal matters to attend to.

"thank you... have a good night too" Devon said and opened the front door for Aria.. after she got in. he went to the other side and sat in the drivers seat and drove away.

they arrived at the museum. he parked the car and a valet was waiting for him to open the door but he did not. he looked at Aria thinking of the right way to put his words.

"Aria.. there is paparazzi outside... a lot of it... they are going to call your name and ask you all sorts of questions.... don't answer them don't look at them. just walk straight inside... and don't mind the pictures they take.. whatever they say don't stop to react okay" Devon felt like it was appropriate to warn her about what was outside

Aria was surprised to hear him, she just nodded her head. "don't get out of the car yet. " she saw him open the door and got out. Aria took a deep breath and prepared herself for what was out there. she was nervous and her heart was pounding. Devon walked to the other side of her door. she could hear them calling out for his name.

"Mr Presley "

"Devon.."

"were is your wife"

"Mr Presley"

they where loud and cameras where already flashing at him.

he opened the door for her and she stepped out

"Mrs Presley is here. can we get a picture of you guys. "

"Aria??

"how is married life."

"is Devon taking good care of you"

"you guys seem perfect"

"do you support Devon's political career?"

she had not even started walking and they were flooding her with Questions.

Devon saw how slow she was walking again. and she almost tripped but she grabbed his hand tightly. he looked in her eyes and saw that look of hopelessness he saw that rainy night. Devon held her hand back and walked with her slowly following her pace. the lights and the Paparazzi where blinding them and throwing all sorts of questions at them. he looked at Aria and saw she had her face facing down. .

"how many kids do you plan on having Aria??" one of them asked her. it made her subconsciously squeeze Devon's hand. after what felt like a lifetime of being asked stupid questions and flashing lights. they finally entered the building. Devon did not let go of her hand. she looked at him to see if maybe he had forgotten he was holding it. it seemed like he did because his attention was focused on the entire room.

Aria also looked Around and saw how many people where dressed in fancy clothes. a lot of important people were present at this event. She could see some of them wearing shiny jewelry. never in her entire lifetime did she ever imagine she would get to stand among such people. she felt out of place and anxious. Aria surveyed the room and also noticed that there where some women who where dressed in the color Red. She looked at Devon. why did he tell her the color Red was not allowed. not only Red but a lot of women where dressed in bright colored clothes.

"my mistake... maybe they said pink" he said when he felt her gaze on him. and a lady dressed in pink walked passed them.

"or maybe it was Orange" he said again.

Aria looked at him . Devon was acting strange.

"my good friend Devon ... so glad you could make it.. " a man walked up to them.

"long time no see..." he looked at Aria.. " and who is this lovely lady.. "

"this is my wife..."

" This is the minister in charge of education the education sector ...for now... his name is Mr Gordon" he said to Aria.

"this is Aria Presley."

the man looked at Aria from head to toe. "wow you sure are a lucky man Devon... she is a beauty where did you find her... her face belongs on the cover of a magazine.

this man was making Aria uncomfortable with the way he looked at her.

"unfortunately for you i cant tell you that." Devon faked a smile.

"don't be stingy Devon... we are supposed to share in this field.. you know share information"

"i only share information with people who think with the same integrity as me.. now please excuse us.. my wife and i have more interesting art to see"

Devon pulled Aria and walked away from the man. that man was one of the most corrupt people in government, there was nothing more irritating to Devon as corrupt politicians.

they went further into the crowed and Devon introduced her to a lot of strange people. some older women seemed genuinely nice to her while other girls where looking at her as if she was a bad art work. and smiling brightly when they looked at Devon.