Hello beautiful ones!

First of all if you got a notification about an update, then sorry it was a mistake bc my dumb-arse clicked 'publish' instead of 'save' by mistake. Lol then I deleted the whole thing bc it was unedited.

Anyways, today's shout-out goes to Tessa Zoller (@tessaz_ ) and her work - 'A Taste Of Your Heart'. You have a never ending love for vampires and witches, then her story is your ultimate stop.

Now back to the chapter, I present you Miss Lucrecia..

Happy Reading!

Xo

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The ride to the party wasn't a long one, and we had reached the venue in less than 15 minutes. Praise Ezra for thinking that we're in some sort of a Fast and Furious movie series for driving so recklessly. I mean yes I agree that we don't buy sports cars to drive them at the speed of a Toyota, no offence to Toyota by the way. But you're getting my context here right?! Just because we brought it for speeding and fast drives, that doesn't mean we are free to drive it off as if we're participating in F1 racing.

Ezra slowed down the car when we reached the gates of an unfamiliar mansion. There we dozens of cars lined up in their driveway and people in their beautiful attires were already going inside. Ezra halted the car, and got out of it. He came by my side and opened the door for me. A valet boy came and took the car keys from him.

The mansion looked spectacular with it's marble finishing and a circular driveway with a huge angel statue that worked as a fountain as well. People came in with all sorts of fashion, with their outfits screaming money. Before I could take a step further, Ezra snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me by his side. He leans into me and whispers,

"Behave"

"I.." I tried to get out of his grip but instead he pulled me even closer

"Throw as many tantrums as you like once we reach home. Until then, act like a grown-up woman. We can't let this deal slip off our hands because of your petty lady-like mood swings"

I leaned into him and whispered, "Asshole", and gave him my best smile.

The party was in full mood when we made our entry. A waiter came to us and offered us some white champagne. I took the glass and gulped it down in one go. Ezra eyed me and cocked his right eyebrow.

"What? I need a head-start. After all I have to behave tonight" I said, only to earn an eye roll from him.

Five minutes into the party, and I have already earned an eye roll from Ezra, an 'accidental' shoulder-to-shoulder hit from a green parrot. No it wasn't really a green parrot but a lady who was eyeing Ezra the whole time. She was dressed in a full sequin green gown with a red lipstick. She resembled quite like a parrot to me.

"Oops sorry I didn't see you" the parrot said with her tongue dripped in vengeance.

"Why of-course it's alright. Maybe you can stop staring this one..." I pointed at a boring Ezra, "...and look where you're actually going" I gave her a smirk

"Bitch" she murmured and left

"Likewise darling" I chuckled.

"Lucrecia..." Ezra started getting annoyed

"What? You seriously don't expect me to be a victim of the assault done by these hyenas who are smitten by you?!"

"Just ignore them like how I do"

"Easy for you to say..." before I could complete my sentence, Ezra and I were greeted by someone's presence.

The man in-front of me was nearly around my father's age. He wore a three piece black suit and his salt and pepper colored hairs were nicely trimmed and styled back with some hair gel. He had a beard which suited his personality completely. He was accompanied by a women of his age who was dressed brilliantly. Her red mermaid style gown really complimented her pixie cut dirty blond hairs. She came and stood beside him, giving both of us a warm and welcoming smile.

"I see you've made it Ezra" the salt and pepper hair guy said.

"Mister Lopeiz" Ezra nodded his head towards the old man and turned to greet the lady beside him, "Mrs. Lopeiz"

"C'mon don't be so formal Ezra, you're like my son" saying this, the salt and pepper head which now I know him as Mister Lopeiz, turned towards me and asked, "And who is this beautiful lady accompanying you?"

Ezra turns in my direction and kisses the side of my forehead and says, "She's the one I'm betrothed to" he shakes his head and chuckles.

"Ah now I see why she's the talk of the world..." Mrs. Lopeiz said looking at me, "You got a pretty one Ez" she nods her head in approval.

"And a smart one too" Ezra said lowly, his words dripping with sarcasm, "Crecia, meet Mister Diego Lopeiz, my distant uncle and his beautiful wife aunt Annelise"

"Thanks for having me here" I replied politely with a smile

"Oh hush. We're family" aunt Annelise said.

"They are the German investors I was talking about..." Ezra continued but was cut off in mid sentence by Mister Lopeiz,

"You have the deal now Ezra"

"What really?" Ezra looked surprise, "Wait... if you were going to agree on this anyway, they why did you delay it? I waited for one and a half year for Christ sake"

"I agreed to this because of her" Mister Lopeiz points at me, "I've read about her and she's seems to know what she is doing with her business" he smiled softly at me and then turned to look at Ezra, "And you my son, you were reckless these past 2 years. Your image in the media didn't help any of it. Which is why I promised Cleone that I'll join my allies with you only when you're married"

"That doesn't make any sense" Ezra said getting a little angry

"See.. this is what I'm talking about... your anger is something that drives you, controls you. You were just a reckless man in his early twenties to gain everything that the world has to offer..." he looked at him softly, "... but some decisions in life need a calm mindset to begin with, which she can totally provide you"

None of us uttered a single word for a few moments, until Mister Lopeiz placed a hand on Ezra's shoulder and said, "Let that sink in son, now that she is by your side, nothing can ever stop you"

He then turned to me, "Make yourself at home Lucrecia, enjoy the party" saying they both left, leaving me with a confused Ezra.

Ezra excused himself, to go somewhere. Feeling lonely at a place where I hardly know anyone, I move towards the least crowded area of the mansion. I grabbed a few drinks from the waiter and seated myself on one of the bar stools. I don't remember exactly how long I've been on my own or how many drinks I've had, but something that I know is that my lonely drunken self is not a best combination you'd want to meet or spend time with.

The lights were dimmed and slow music started to play. Couples started to move towards the dance floor, dancing at the melodious rhythm with their partners. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Ezra approaching me. He stood in front of me, stretching out his hand and asked, "Will you?" I was quite hesitant but agreed with him because it's better to keep up with the pretendance than to arise suspicion. And I'm sure Ezra would want the same.

I placed my small hand in his bigger one and he pulled me onto the dance floor, twirling me through the crowd. The moment he started doing this, the crowd made way for us and some of them even stopped dancing to look at us. I matched Ezra's step and rhythm. It was like every missing step of his was to be fulfilled by me. He gracefully, pulled me into his chest with a never breaking eye-contact. There was an ocean of emotions that were held in his silver pools of eyes, emotions which were far from hatred. He then twirled me again and pulled me in him, with my back connecting his chest. We swayed from left to right, our hips moving in sync when he places his forehead on my shoulder and breathes out. I close my eyes, enjoying his embrace.

"You okay?" I whispered.

"Tired" he says in a soft tone

I tried to turn around, to face him when he said, "Stay where you are. Let me hold you because I don't know if we'll ever be this close"

I did not say anything to him, but instead agreed on staying in his arms to live the moment. He's right, even I don't know if we'll ever be this close, vulnerable in front of each other. I might not know him personally, but the thing I came to know about him is that he's certainly broken like me. A lost cause who's in search of certain answer which no one could provide us ever. We stayed like this for which seems like an eternity and when the song ended, he removed me from his warm embrace and looked at me with a soft expression.

I was never good with long stares of people on me. I didn't knew what I should do when someone looked at me or expected me to return their part of love. Right now, Ezra's stare is wanting me to do certain actions which I swore never to show anyone. Not after when things ended with him. He broke my utter trust in love and relationships. Which is certainly why I swore not to be in any sort of relationship with anyone. A stir of mixed emotions erupted in me and I excused myself saying, "I need to use the loo" which earned me a nod from Ezra.

The bathroom on the ground floor was occupied, which is why I thought of using one that was upstairs. I climbed the stairs and entered the first door on my left. It was a bedroom that was fancier for my taste with big chandeliers hanging in the middle of the ceiling and a double king sized bed with half a dozen pillows. I looked over and found a door that led to the bathroom and entered it. I walked to the mirror and stared at my reflection in it when suddenly the lights were out. I tried searching for the switch board but couldn't find one. Giving up the search, I turned around to exit the bathroom when I felt a presence of someone in front of me.

"Hello, is someone here?" I called out.

Getting no response in return, I tried to make my way towards the door when I felt someone grabbing me by my shoulders. The hands that grabbed me were more like a man's hand and they shove me back towards the sink. Before I could even scream, one of their hand left my shoulder and covered my mouth to prevent me from screaming. I tried to get out of their grip but failed instead. The other hand of the shadow pushed aside the slit of my dress and began carcassing the fresh wound on my inner thigh.

Before I could react to this assault, the shadow whispered leaning towards my ear, "Long time no see... May"

No! This cannot happen...

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Why do I picture y'all coming after me for leaving you with another cliffhanger? *evil laughs*

On the side note, who do you think that shadow-y person is?

I hope you liked today's chapter. If you do then vote and comment your favorite part :)

Also, I have started another book- 'Part Of Me'- an insider from my mind. Give it a read if that's not too much to ask for :)))))

Stay Happy!

Xo <3