So here I am standing in front of my room or rather my new room. It feels so strange and unusual to be standing in front of my walk in closet and trying to decide which dress should I wear. Every time we went somewhere, Jess was always there to pick my dress and accessories saving me from the wrath of choosing dresses.

Mercy on my poor fashion sense!

It is 6:30pm already! I need to get there by 8pm so I have to get ready by 7:30pm. Oh god! How am I going to get ready? What if I don't get anything to wear and end up going there in my polka dots short and white tank top? Jake said it is some high class party because Black and his family is very rich. I really don't leave a chance to embarrass myself.

I was so busy in my chain of thoughts and rants that I didn't realize when the door of my room opened. I didn't realize when someone entered through it as I was pacing to and fro in my room. And I didn't realize it because I was busy ranting.

"Oh god, how the hell am I going to get ready. I have only 45 mins left and I haven't even started. "

"Damn it Eva, you have a full big walk in closet in your room and you can't even chose a single dress from it?" I asked myself.

"But how can I wear those? They are not mine. I am not supposed to take advantage of Mr. Apathetic's money. " I reasoned myself.

"Oh damn it Jess where are you?" I questioned myself.

"I am stuck in this deserted house with my senseless fashion sense."

"And that Mr. Apathetic-" I was cut off by a deep voice which I have now become familiar to.

"I think that is enough. Your friend named Jess is waiting for you in the hall." The voice said from behind.

I crossed my fingers and turned around to see Mr. Apathetic aka Mr. Ace Parker standing on the doorway with a blank expression, as usual.

I tried to avoid his eyes with all my strength to avoid further embarrassment by examining things in my room which now seemed really fascinating to me.

I didn't know I had a chandelier near the window. Woah!

I have nice observational skills. I mentally patted my head.

A sound of clearing throat forced me to look into the eyes of Mr. Apathetic.

"Did you even hear what I said?" Ace asked.

NO

"oh yes, I heard it all." I replied lying. He scoffed not believing me. I chose to ignore that.

"She is waiting for you, she says that you are going somewhere. Are you?" He asked with an expressionless face.

"Oh! Is someone worried about me?" I asked playfully which was really foolish of me because I already know the answer.

"No, stop daydreaming. I am worried about the deal we made." He said grimly.

Well that was kind of rude. But told ya, I knew the answer. There was not even an etch of concern on his.

Why would he care where the hell you go?

"Yeah I am going. I will be back before 10pm I guess. There is some party at Jake's friend's house so I, Jess and Jake are going. Though I don't know if I am going naked or in sleepwear." I said the last time more to myself than him.

"Okay. " And with that he turned. But then turned again and said "And yes, you can use all the dresses here. They are yours. If you need anything else you can call your secretary. " He finished and gave me a card with the phone number.

"uhh okay, thanks." I said. My secretary! All dresses mine! Anything else, seriously? The closet must have more than 200 dresses lined up!

He then turned and starting going out of the room, then he stopped and was about to turn to me again but then he hesitated. Then changing his mind, he went off.

I quickly kept the card in drawer of my side table and then dashed off to meet Jess.

She was gazing around the living room with the same astonished look like I had, when I arrived here. I went towards her and when she saw me she just rolled her eyes. What did I do now?

"I knew that you wouldn't be ready till now. I know you too well and that is why I brought the make up kit and all that we need." She said showing the bag she was carrying.

Someone save me.

"Oh! that is so nice of you to care about me so much to make me look like a plastic doll baked with layers of make up." I said sarcastically. Jess just rolled her eyes and said "okay enough of you being sarcastic, take me to your or rather you and your husband's room" She said giggling. I rolled my eyes and took her towards the stairs. And then..

I froze.

Oh shit! Jess thinks we are a happily married couple living in the same room. But...

"Wow! Nice room chica! " Jess said twirling around the room. "You have a walk in closet! It's awesome. Okay come on we have got to get you ready like I am. "

It was only then when I got the time to see what she wearing because before that I was busy worrying about my room. She was wearing a fringe deep V neck backless silver dress with pearl earrings enhancing her look. Her jet hair were straight suiting her face. She had beautifully done some eye make up which was highlighting her eyes.

"You look stunning Jess" I said truthfully.

"I know thanks though! Now let me do some magic on you too girl. Okay so let me chose a dress for you. Wait." She saying and went in the closet to chose something.

After 17 rejections, endless arguments and with 25 minutes left, we finally found a dress on which we both agreed. Actually scratch 'we both agreed'.

Rather she agreed and made me agree.

It was a black short backless dress with heart neck held by a single string on both shoulders. The neck was a little deep but not too much, the back was something which was bothering me because I really hate backless dresses but Jess was adamant that I have to wear this. The dress ended few inches above my knee. I paired it with silver earrings and simple yet beautiful necklace. Jess wanted me to put my hair in a bun to 'show off' my back but I glared at her and thankfully she agreed and styled my hair with some flower accessories and left some loose strands falling on my face. She completed my look with minimal make up and beige color sandals.

After I was done or rather Jess was done, it was already 7:38pm. It was seconds later when we heard a honking outside and my phone rang. It was Jake. We told him we are just coming and we quickly wrapped everything and started descending the stairs. Jess was going so fast down the stairs that when she reached the down, I was still on the 3rd from the top. I told her to go while I came slowly. She nodded and went. I was trying to go down the stairs as carefully as I can. And after exactly 1 minute 34 seconds I reached down and sighed in relief that I got down without any scratches or injuries. I thought about telling Ace that I am going but then because of two reasons I stopped.

First, he doesn't give a damn where I go

Second, only a mad would again go up with these monstrous heels.

So I went through the door to go to Jess and Jake. I found them both bickering about something. Then I saw Jack, he was wearing a black jeans with black leather jacket and white tee underneath, kind of his type.

"Hey Jake." I said smiling. He smiled in response and wrapped me in a hug.

This guy.

After that we sat in Jake's car and drove off.

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After some half an hour or something we reached there. I was more than happy to finally reach here - not because I wanted to attend the party.

But because Jake and Jess were arguing the whole ride and that too about the most stupid thing -

Whether the pronunciation of touché is touchet or tache.

And then whether it is better to die with asthma or diabetes.

At last we reached and they stopped.

We quickly got down while Jake went to park the car. After a while Jake came and finally we went inside the hall where the party was. The decorations were absolutely exquisite and expensive looking. The place was heavily crowded with people talking to each other like they knew each other since years. I was mentally reminding myself to never fall into Jess's traps next time to come to parties like this again.

Soon enough I was being dragged by Jess near the drinks bar in spite of me refraining. Jess was asking me to drink while drinking the 3rd shot herself. Jake was talking or rather flirting with a blonde in the corner. I refused the drink and went away to get some fresh air. There was a garden behind so I decided to go and sit on the bench under a tree there.

I was sitting there staring at nothing in particular in the grass down, thinking about my wedding, Ace and many other bitchy things going on in my life when I heard a clearing of throat. I looked up breaking my trance to see a young handsome man standing wearing a tux. He had brown hair, green eyes, well built body and a drool worthy smile which he was giving me. He looked of about the same age as Ace.

He was needless to say hot.!

Jeez you are married Eva. But hey who says you can't call someone hot after marriage.

"I see you are immersed in some deep thought which I guess I broke." He said with a boyish smile.

I returned his smile and said "Oh never mind. I am glad you did because trust me or not I shouldn't be overthinking which I was."

"Well that's nice to hear. So taking that as I cue I guess I can safely introduce myself. Hi, I am Edward Whittman, CEO of White companies. And you are?" He asked forwarding his hand for I guess a handshake.

I took my hand forward and reciprocated his handshake by saying "I am Eva. Not a CEO, an ordinary girl who is stuck in this boring party for no reason." I said sighing.

"Oh okay. I like ordinary girls and it is great that I found someone who finds this party as boring as I do" - he winked-"So can I have the honor of asking this beautiful woman for a short walk in this garden only. " He asked bowing courteously while chuckling.

"Sure why not" I said as we started walking.

"So Eva tell me about yourself. Like anything except the fact that you are one of the most beautiful girl I have ever seen or the fact that you are looking lovely in this black dress or the fact that your smile is really adorable." He said.

"Thanks Edward. Well there is nothing much about me. I am a simple girl who loves pizza, likes chattering like I am now, and I am pretty much doing good with my simple life. I came here with my friends and to be honest I haven't even met the organizer of this party till now because I personally do not know that person. So yeah." I said chuckling.

"Wow, that's interesting. Very interesting." He said thinking something. "You know what I think I have seen you somewhere. I really can't remember where but I am pretty much sure I have seen you. " He added later.

"Well it's a small world after all. We may have bumped into one another some day or you might have seen me in a public place or somewhere. Anyways tell me something about yourself." I asked him.

"Well I thought you might have heard about me but no worries, it feels great to know that there is someone who is not really interested in fame. So anyways, I am Edward Whittman as I told you earlier, CEO of White companies. I like hamburgers, I am single and I have got a thing for beautiful girls like you." He said winking.

I blushed. What?

It's not my fault that I am blushing. You see I am not that kind of girl who has the perfect model body and face. So if anyone (except Jess and Jake because they are my friends ) calls me beautiful it is quite a compliment for me.

Damn how can I even think about so many things when the person in front of me is waiting for me to answer or at least reply to his compliment.

Talent.

I shook my head to clear my head and smiled to appreciate his compliment.

I was so busy in my thoughts that I didn't realize when I tripped on a stone and was about to fall. But two muscular hands came and held me by my arms.

"Are you okay?" Edward asked with concern.

"Yeah I am fine" I said steadying myself.

way to embarrass yourself.

Who falls because of a stone?

Hey I didn't fall !

Oh yes sure, you were just checking if gravity works in a garden or not right?

"By the way what is your full name, you just said Eva. It might help me to remember you. You are Eva..." Edward asked interrupting my inner conscience which was fighting.

I smiled and said "Oh sorry. I am Eva Pa-" but I was cut off because of a deep voice.

"She is Eva Parker - My wife , Mr. Whittman. "

Oh. my. holy. freaking. gods.

Is that..... NO he can't be here.

But I know that voice. I guess I hear that voice everyday now. But he can't be here.

Who else is going to call you 'wife' dumbass.?

Oh no.

Someone save me from the wrath of this inauspicious night and MR. Apathetic.