The One Addicted(91)

He knows me so well - my taste. He gets it right every time. I love that he’d bought them for me, to wear tonight and I’d happily wear them and nothing else later to show my appreciation.


As I enter the grand ballroom with Abby by my side, butterflies of anticipation flutter low in my belly. Seb & I had only spent a short while apart and I’m already itching to feel his touch; stroke my palm down the side of his face, feel his heart under my fingers, kiss his lips and feel us become one, when he slides inside of me. I instinctively rub my thighs together to appease the throb building at my clit. It really is ridiculous that the mere thought of him, makes me wet and willing. He is like a drug.

Sebastian and Nathan are already here, in the crowd somewhere, after leaving us earlier to meet with several clients and colleagues and the new owner of the hotel, Sheikh Mohammed Al something or other, for a celebration business dinner. I had been thankful for the extra alone time to ready myself in private, and had enjoyed every moment of my pampered few hours, dressing for the launch party without any interruptions from my lover but now I needed to see him. Now I ache for him and am excited to watch his face as he takes in all my hard work on my appearance - all for him.

We are hit with luxury from the moment we arrive and it reminds me of the exact moment I stepped inside Scarlet House - ready for the unexpected but nervous as hell! The room was full of seduction, drama and promise, with candelabras and sparkle in abundance. Dramatic figures, in glittering evening wear, and elaborate masks in all shapes and sizes hide the guests from one another; pure hedonism at its best - it was all very exciting and I’m so pleased I’d gone the extra mile with my attire - I’d dressed for Sebastian and I felt like a Princess.

A masked footman greets us at the entrance with a glass of bubbly filled with I presume, edible gold leaf stars, floating within the champagne fizzing liquid, and taking a sip we head inside.

“Wow, this place is unbelievable!” Abby seconds my thoughts.

“I know, it’s absolutely beautiful.”

“I can’t wait for Na to see me in this dress. Fuck I can’t wait for Na to get me out of this dress!”

“He’ll be reduced to a puddle of drool in a instant, don’t you worry.”

“He bloody better the amount of time I’ve spent squeezing myself into it! Moisturising, buffing, hours of make-up, hair - I don’t do this for just anyone!”

Her customary three snaps in a Z shape make me smile and looking at her lovely figure encased in the black glittering lace I beam encouragement at her. She looked fabulous and infinitely sexy with her handheld gold metal eye mask. “Nathan won’t know what’s hit him, hun.”

“Really?” Her nerves are apparent, showing how much this means to her.

“Definitely.”

“Well that goes for Seb too - you look like a brunette version of Charleze Theron in that Dior advert. Like a golden DD globe goddess - he won’t be able to control himself.”

“Control is never an issue with Sebastian. It’s me that can’t seem to keep my hands off him.”

“Silver lightening has most certainly struck us both, hasn’t it?”

“I’m head over my Gina heels, Abs. The man is sex personified and this trip has been wonderful but reality needs to step in soon and bring me back down to earth.” My concerned expression makes her clasp my hand tightly.

“Why? Continue to live the dream with your Prince at the Ball - that’s what I intend to do, babe. Life is what we make it - not what we think it should be!”

I chuckle at her philosophic quotation. “Ooh look at you going all therapist on me. You’re right though. I know that. I’m just finding it hard to trust that a man will be good enough to love me and Finn - forever. Sebastian is certainly making good on his promise to convince me though - I’ll give him that. The Maldives was…heaven.”

“I can’t promise you forever, Lu, neither can Seb, but I can promise you that Sebastian is one of the good guys. Yes he’s been a player; yes, you started out as friends and there are definitely some grey areas that need addressing, but the foundations are there for you two to make this work - to commit properly - jeez you are bloody made for one another.”

“I hope so.”

“He’s certainly giving it a bloody good go - those earrings are to-die-for!”

My fingers fly to my lobe, feeling them swing delicately at my movement and I touch the ornate diamond drops, whilst chewing on my lip. “I nearly died when I opened the box, Abs - they are diamond pave earrings - aren’t they gorgeous?”