-2- party & you

Hold my hands baby

Chapter two

"This dress is nice" I muttered softly, adjusting the navy blue silky dress though my body.

It was a sleeveless dress and it had a light scarf  in silk as well. Is was effortlessly giving credit to black curly hair bouncing over shoulders. And it matched perfectly with my silver jewelry.

"You mean it suits you like damn" the black skinned young men said.

I smiled, "thank you William "

"Of course" he said flashing a little smile and glancing at his expansive watch "I think we find it, Atmiz" he muttered softly.

I met his gaze through the large mirror in front of us.

A  long gaze that said a lot.

I closed my eyes, like I was trying to push away the sadness coming.

I feel his hands on my shoulder "I know you're not in your best mood,I won't force you to talk about it and would be mad at you if I find out that you are forcing yourself to go to that party..."

I shook my head "thank but it's not that deep"I lied feeling grateful for having such a good friend.

I smiled at him and pulled him into a hug.

Those days haven't been the more cheerful for my. I mean it's been two years now but I didn't forget how much I hurt myself this period, know much I sabotaged my myself and people around me.

The memories are making my head feel heavy and I need to stop being like that. I need to change my mood.

I need distraction.

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The party began at 8 o'clock .

And I arrived at 10.

Of course William told me I've come too late , he wanted me to have an eye on me. I always want to make sure I'm okay. I don't blame him, he likes a big brother to me but sometimes he is kind of overanalyzing and overthinking simple things.

Somehow I found myself sitting in the formal living. Sitting in one seat couch like the diva I'm and sipping like the queen I'm.

But this was a tiny problem.

I felt stared, observed even. I'm totally used to being  stared, I'm a leader and people are looking at me like their model. Regardless I never felt this at the Desora's , I always felt like I didn't have to be Ms  or signorina Vetali anymore.

But as minutes passed I felt a stare, I felt someone looking at me. So I just carefully wandered my look in many spots of the room. And because it was huge and empty, I genuinely thought becoming paranoid.

Until I looked up the interior balcony, which opened the first floor to the roof. When I looked up to this white balcony and I saw a woman.

And this was an understatement to just say it like this.

I could see her freckles. Her had short and grey hair, gelled in perfect waves around her face, black eyes, thick lashes, and shiny lips. She was  wearing a wide pair of jeans and a  white laced crop top that wrapped perfectly the top of her body.

The woman was leaning on the balcony with so much confidence and beauty she held. She was indeed very fucking beautiful.

As soon I caught her sight, we stared at each other like we were the last humans in the planet.

"What are you doing here, Atmiz? " I heard Andrea's familiar voice behind me.

"I'm enjoying the party " I said, turning to her.

"Uh!? But you are here alone drinking your endless red wine, don't you go 'the real part' " she made air quotes, " to talk to somebody or have something else than wine" she proposed softly.

"Actually, she's not alone " another voice said behind me. Immediately turned my head to face the reckless bitch that though she could just enter the conversation, especially when I was kind of alone. when my sight left Andrea to look behind me I regreted my words.

The reckless bitch was the  woman with now more shiny lips, her  black eyes were staring at me,and her perfect heart lips were in a little smile.

She sat beside me.

"I'm wrong ?" Her voice was soft. Soft with a hint of deepness. The kind of voice that effortlessly runs in veins

Maybe tonight won't be this boring after all..

"No I'm not alone, Andrea" I assured my best friend's wife.

"Okay" she smiled "if you guys need something don't hesitate to ask me" she said before walking away.

I turned my attention back to the beautiful woman.

"What is your name?" She said

" Atmiz Vetali" I said

"Mychelda Desora" her voice was so addictive.

"Are you in the family?" She asked, leaning on the couch

"I'm a close friend of William, Andrea's husband " I precised,  knowing Desora's are a very big family.

She hummed, nodding slowly.

"And you, I never met you before? " I asked, nothing but curious.

"You probably know Charles " I nodded "well I'm his brother's first child".

"You mean Jefferson ? "

"yes, so can you explain to me how we got such a beautiful woman around the family?

"My best friend just fell in love with Charles's daughter so...."I explained smiling softly .

"And do you think I get you fully entered in the family?"

"That's really difficult but it's still possible"  I said almost laughing.

She hummed, nodding to herself.

"You look so serious "I chuckled.

"I'm " she said suddenly stood up "let's move "

I furrowed my brows

"Come on," she muttered, offering me her hand

I signed and took her hand.

Mychelda and I walked for a few minutes while talking, and  all this time she was still holding my hand.

I can't mind cause her hand is soft and firm at the same time.

I never let anyone  drive me like this but DAMN.

What the actual fuck is going with me right now ?Who the hell is that woman?

My thoughts were  all brushed up by Mychelda calm voice talking.

" What!?  "

"I said, I was looking for a while now,you were sitting alone, completely distracted "

"yeah, that's me sometimes "

"Oh yeah, and how do you look at the other times? "

"Well, I hope you find out" I said  so only her could hear.

She definitely smiles.

In a matter of seconds I fell her hand at my lower back . While her other hand was opening a door.

Mychelda didn't drive me to the party but never saw this place before.

It looked like a large backyard, the  music was in the background.there was a fire place in the middle, and there were numerous couches ,there were only a few people.

Mychelda took me to a large black couch on the last line, somehow nobody could really see us.

Great.

She excused herself and then came back with a bottle of wine with two glasses.

Sounds really good.

"Tell me more about you, Atmiz"she said giving me a glass of wine.

I smiled "one thing about me is that I really like women like you" I said honestly.

"But there is no one like me so I may assume you actually like me" she smirked.

"You really don't know who you are talking to."

" That's why I'm asking" she smiled,and I smiled back.

Mychelda and I talked about for two entire hours. When we decided to head back to the real party we discovered it was actually over. And the guests were  in the process of going home.

I was drunk on two bottles of wine,I couldn't even walk really properly.

Even with my high tolerance of wine.

Thank God I was wearing short hells.

I sat on the couch, watching Mychelda and William talking.

This party was great.

A/n

Hey my roses

I hope you enjoyed this chapter

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