22. First meet

Currently, we are sitting in the living room and by we I mean Suzzane, Jenna, and me. Senior Mr. Salvis left after he received a 'work' call during breakfast which made Jenna and Eleandro scoff while Suzzane just sat there with tears in the corner of her eyes.

After Mr. Salvis left, the breakfast was carried on with a light conversation mostly between Jenna, Eleandro, and me to cheer up Suzzane and eventually we succeeded when she started giving her views on the topics.

When we finished the breakfast Suzzane with a very bright smile announced about the plans she has made to announce the engagement to the media which of course meant an engagement party. Seeing how happy this made Suzzane we all agreed for it even though we don't have much time for the preparations.

To discuss about the party which is going to be held tomorrow we came to the living room while Eleandro went to talk to an event planner.

Us three women sat in the living room and engaged ourselves in a conversation which helped me know them better. Suzzane is a simple, optimistic person and always try to look at the better part of the picture while Jenna is an easy-going family loving person. She is protective of her family and especially her brother maybe that's why she's so observative about me.

This brings us to where we are right now sipping tea, relaxing, and making plans for tomorrow.

"I think Daphne and I should go shopping and get the dresses for tomorrow evening. " Jenna says whilst checking the time on the antique wall clock.

Suzzane nods with confirmation. "Yes. Ask Andro if he wants to tag along."

Jenna gets up and I do the same. "That's not necessary. Men nag too much after they have visited two shops. They don't understand girls shopping. Daphne and I are just enough." she says in a duh-tone.

Suzzane rolls her eyes with a small smile but then agrees with a chuckle.

Jenna grabs my hand and we head to the gate. The car is already parked in front and Jenna goes and talks to the driver. The driver hands her the keys and she gets in the driving seat.

I go and take the passenger seat, fingers intertwined and my right leg shaking up and down involuntarily, a nervous habit since childhood. I wait for her to speak first as I know the whole purpose of this shopping trip and driving herself is so that we are alone and she can interrogate me.

She starts the car and we go to the mall. Surprisingly during the whole car ride, we had no interaction and the only thing that could be heard was a song playing through the Bluetooth speaker.

Not that I'm complaining.

We get out of the car and enter the mall. Without saying anything she just leads me to a boutique on the third floor. Looking at the dressed mannequins I can already see myself buying probably more than just a dress for the event.

We enter the boutique and our eyes shine bright when we see hundreds of dresses inlaces, sequences, and glitter neatly hanged up on the racks.

Finally, Jenna breaks the silence and says, "So what type of dress do you want to wear tomorrow, any idea? "

I think about it while my eyes roam everywhere. "No, I thought I'll just take the dress which best suits me but here..... now... I'm rather confused. Everything here is so pretty. " I say in awe.

Jenna chuckles and then we start going through the racks.

"So how did you two met? I heard Andro saying it was a party, wasn't it." Jenna says still going through the rack.

Party? In the file, he has written something else.

I look up at Jenna and catch her observing me and instantly it clicks.

She is testing me.

I smile warmly, at least I try to, and then sticking to the story written in the document say, "Actually no. We met the busy streets of London. He was walking while talking to someone beside him and I was busy arranging documents in my hand not paying attention to the people coming from the opposite direction. We both collided and by mistake one of my documents went with him. Long story short it was an important document so somehow we arranged a meeting in a restaurant and eventually started talking. The rest is history."

Shocked hearing this story? I was too. Honestly, I can cook up better stories about the first meeting than this.

Jenna smiles, a real smile this time clearly believing his stupid story and says nothing. She picks out a few dresses and then hands them to me at the last when we are done running around the whole shop. I took the dresses she has given me and take them to the trial room along with the ones I have selected.

Meanwhile, Jenna took her pile of clothes and get in another trial room to check them out.

I undress and pick up a sparkly golden knee-length dress that sticks to my curves, which I found the best among all the other selected dresses. Too bad the bite marks given by certain someone were too much on display in this dress. That moron has bitten me on my neck and chest so all the dresses that would show cleavage are already a no.

I strip again and then try on an off-shoulder gown but then again it has a high slit on the left leg that would clearly display his finger marks on my thighs.

Again No.

Then after trying on two more dresses that just didn't suit me I picked up a midnight blue floor-length gown which would almost look black with a slit on the side that would reach till my knee. I don't remember seeing it before that means Jenna selected it.

I quickly put it on and it complimented my body so well as if specially designed for me. The top part covered the bite marks while at the back it was completely bare with just two strings crossed. The length of the gown is also perfect

I look at myself in the mirror then finalize it for the event. Picking up the other dresses that I don't bother to try anymore and after changing back into my clothes I come outside.

I look at Jenna waiting there for me holding two dresses of the same design in different colors. She holds out both of them for me to see and raises an eyebrow. One is dark maroon while the other is sea green.

I point at the maroon one as it will make her look bold. She smirks and shows me a thumbs up, "Nice choice. "

We carry the dresses and go to the billing counter. The sales lady packs the gowns nicely in two big boxes, put it in a bag, and handle us but doesn't make the bill. Jenna takes the bag and starts moving and goes and grabs her arm stopping her. "Jenna we haven't paid yet. "

Jenna looks back at the saleslady and smiles then looks back at me, "We don't have to pay. I own this shop. "

I look at her skeptically then she sighs and says, "Didn't my brother mention to you in your one and half year of relationship what his family members do? "

I remember the page in the file where everything about his family member was mentioned. "He said you're an entrepreneur. "

"Yes, I'm an entrepreneur and hire young and inexperienced fashion designers to work under me as a team. They make products I approve them and bring them to the market," she says with a shrug.

Realization finally dawns upon me and we exit the boutique. We were going to get something to eat when Jenna's phone rang. Seeing the screen she excused herself and I was left alone. I look around and find a Victoria Secret store around the corner.

Seeing that Jenna is attending a work-related call it will probably take her some time I get inside the store.

The store is stocked up with various kinds of garments and I start going through them looking for something that will pique my interest.

I was seeing the fabric of one of the the....nightwear when suddenly a husky voice said from behind me.

"I think the see-through one will be better. "

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