Chapter 8: The Rare Beauty

Alexander POV

The party was at a peak when I entered it.

Rich people at their best for showing off their brands and money.

Tucking my button, I scooped my eyes through the crowd.

With a smirk on my face, I skipped all the beautiful plastic girls coming towards me.

I saw the arrangements and signaled my manager.

"Is everything ok? Boss," the manager pulled out his words from his mouth.

I glared at him and said,

"It's congested, and I don't like it. You are fired." I replied in a toneless voice.

The manager stood there in shock as he lost his only job in a few minutes.

He is pathetic in his work; he doesn't deserve this job.

 I walked towards the bar as I saw Esrael consoled the manager and told him to go home and rest, and he would handle his arrogant friend on his behalf.

Esrael tapped me as we settled ourselves in front of the bar.

"Was that necessary to fire that man today? He did a good job on such short notice. " Esrael questioned me.

I gave him a constant stare and said,

"I don't like his work, and I am authorized to fire him. Didn't I?" I looked away, making him sighed at me.

The server came and asked for the drink.

What the hell is happening? Are these guys working for a company or what? He doesn't know his boss's choice of drink? Didn't it was already mentioned to him?

I wanted to scold the server for asking such a stupid question.

"Scotch on the rocks and champagne for this man," Esrael answered.

Suddenly Esrael saw his assistant Olivia and her friends talking to a man. He wanted to join them, but first, he needs to calm me down.

Esrael pointed his finger towards the girls, making me turn towards them.

I roughly rolled my eyes through the crowd as it was not visible because of the dim lights. But my eyes stopped for a few seconds on this beautiful girl.

She looks perfect in her off the shoulder dress.

While every girl exposed her body, and like to wear black, red color dresses, she experimented with a sky blue color dress, which looks perfect on her.

It's nothing new when a beautiful girl tried to seduce a man for her own benefit. Here we go, an idiot guy fell for this crap.

I rolled my eyes and thought she could be a new model who wanted to join his fashion house, tried to seduce him.

I turned towards Esrael, who was constantly gazing at Olivia.

"She is your assistant," I answered him in a gruffed tone.

"So? I like her. She is a hard-working woman." Esrael answered in his honeyed voice.

"Hard-working woman, who can crawl in your bed whenever you want. You just need to throw some money at them." I smirked.

Esrael rolled his eyes as he already gives up on me for my rich, arrogant attitude.

I didn't want to stay here for accepting all these crap things in front of my eyes. I  told Esrael to leave this party as soon as possible.

He snorted at me and said, "Why?"

"Because these girls are watching me with their carnivorous peer, to rip me apart," my answer made him laugh.

"Then I am sure you can handle each one of them with your smoky voice and daunting looks," he answered.

"I don't want to use my charm on these trash cans," I winked at him.

Esrael knew he would never win from me; not when it comes to girls; he thought to deal with me in another way.

"It's our party, Alex. It is time to celebrate what we worked for, for so long. I will not allow you to leave early," Esrael replied.

I smiled and accepted Esrael request with a titter on my face.

While we were busy talking, we heard an unfamiliar voice.

"Hello," 

I turned towards the source as my eyes stuck with the same blue colored dress.

When I looked towards her face, it was covered with the masquerade eye mask. Why the hell did you cover your face?

I literally scold myself for commanding the masquerade theme.

I stood up as I wanted to see her hidden face clearly and answered her, " Hello,"

She was looking at me, taking every bit of mine inside her. She was quiet, and I took this moment as my gain to explore her.

What a beautiful body she has; she stood there in her Junoesque poster wanted me to read her eyes.

Her emerald green eyes are revealed behind her mask.

I kept my glass down and looked at her again,

She asked me to dance with her. Although when I entered, every girl came to me with this same question; here I am again squared with the same question came from this beautiful girl.

I didn't know when I agreed and walked behind her.

She has a peculiar scent, a lavender fragrance coming from her.

She looked towards her friends and about to stumble.

I touched her waist, tried to support her with her heavy dress situated on her delicate waist.

I observed every girl was gazing at her with jealousy, and she noticed that too. But it is me who felt lucky to touch this beauty.

When we reached, I saw her hidden face revealed under this big chandelier.

Till now, I wanted to see her eyes, but when I saw her pink pouted lips, it made me clear, she is a rare beauty.

With a little makeup, her lips were perfectly matched with her pink cheeks.

Surprisingly girls want to talk a lot, but she was quiet. She didn't utter a single word.

I complimented her on her dress that revealed her flawless skin from her shoulder. With her long exposing neck and a visible mole on her shoulder, I took everything inside my memory.

She answered me with a soft, soothing tone. She is beautiful with a soft voice.

I wanted to hear her more, but what should I ask?

I tried to think hard and asked her about knowing her.

She smiled and said, does it matter.

Wow! She didn't want to reveal her name to me.

I liked her attitude. But I was not ready to give up; wanted to ask more question. She silenced me by pressing her finger on my lips.

This was the first time someone else was controlling me, and I liked the flow. The suspense kept me going.

Suddenly she stopped and said sorry to me. But what for? For not telling me her name?

I was lost in figuring out her sorry, and suddenly, something hit my lips, she kissed me, which was unexpected for me.

For a few seconds, I didn't get what happened? By the time I realized, her soft, plump lips were sucking my lips.

Her lashes were touching my cheeks as I inhaled her fragrance inside me.

Her soft hand grabbed my face quietly as I clenched her tiny waist unintentionally.

I didn't want to miss the opportunity and tasted every corner of her sweet mouth. Her plum pouted lips gave me a hint of dirty martini taste. Her touch gave me a hard sensation in my body.

Neither of us made a move to stop this sensual act; we were intensely busy as I heard her quiet moan.

She backed herself to breathe as her eyes were lost somewhere else. I licked my lips, not to miss her fragrance and taste.

Her eyes were big and scared as she realized she did something wrong.

She again said sorry and left me hanging there in between this moment.

I saw her running out of my sight, and my emotions changed into anger. How the hell she controlled me? I am Alexander Hunt, and woman is not my weakness, they are for my pleasure.

How dare she left me on this dance floor and ran away, kissed me, and didn't tell me her name.

Who was she?

I looked around, and my eyes rested on Esrael as his lips were spread from ear to ear.

He showed me his glass, cheers.

What the hell happened here? How could a woman stay away from my charm.

I needed to know who was she? Silently, I licked my lips again to remind myself of her taste.

She was a rare beauty, and I needed to find her.

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