AMELIA'S P.O.V

It's been a day and a half in Greece. My mind is all jumbled up with the thoughts of Alarick. My mind is full of him. I think its just plain stupid. Whatever I think of, whatever I do, it all ends up at him.

This. This strange shiver erupt in my stomach and travel all the way up to my mind whenever I think about last night. My cheeks feel red hot.

I don't know if he knows it was my first real kiss. No one has ever kissed me like that. The other men whom I kissed just expressed lust. It felt filthy with them but what I felt last night was completely different. It exploded warmth in me and left me long for it again. Every second shouted care. I felt safe in his arms.

It felt like home. He was home.

I was lying on my bed and texting Bianca when I heard soft knock on the door and sprinted off to open it.

"Isaac?" I asked opening the door. He was grinning like a child.

"Yeah." He said fidgeting with the large brown box in his hands.

"What's this?" I asked eyeing the box.

"There's this welcome party organized by the co partners of the hotel and we are invited." He said entering my room and placing the box on my bed, "this is your dress. Get ready, you have..." He looked down on his wrist watch, "thirty minutes."

"What? Are you mad?" I yelled bewildered, "What girl gets ready for a shitty party in thirty minutes?!"

"You." He said pointing his finger at me.

I grunted in response. He is really number one psycho. I just don't know how Bianca handles him.

He walked towards the door saying,

"And only couples are allowed so you're my partner."

And he walked out of the door.

Wait. If I am his partner then who's Alarick's partner?

"It's none of your business." My subconscious mocked.

I groaned loudly. I just can't do this. I haven't seen his partner yet and I am feeling so jealous. Jealous to an extent that I think I am going to explode.

I quickly went into the bathroom and took the quickest shower ever. Stepping out of bathroom clad in my fluffy pink towel I ran towards the box.

I opened the box and pulled out the dress. I wore the dress while looking at the clock. I still have fifteen minutes.

I finally looked myself in the mirror and gasped. I didn't bother examining the dress while wearing. The dress was perfect.

Totally perfect.

It was a backless black satin gown with a long slit. It was emphasizing my curves perfectly and the long slit was making my toned legs look even better.

"Okay."

I quickly blow dried my hair and worked on my makeup. Since I am not a professional, I did smoky eye making my greens bulge out and put a bright red color on my lips complimenting my hair.

I looked down at my legs and wondered if they need any contour. I have seen those videos in which they teach to contour your legs. It's quite difficult and time taking so I just pushed it off my mind. My legs look fine.

The dress was backless, so I tied my hair in a loose bun with few loose strands caressing the sides of my face. Sticking the pearl earrings in my ears I grabbed my black clutch.

I grabbed my phone and texted Isaac to fetch me and after few minutes he was out of my door.

"Done?" Isaac asked as I opened the door.

"All done!" I said and he offered me his arm. I slid my hand around his arm and got out locking my door.

We went out of the building and into the sleek black Audi waiting for us. God I don't know why I have obsession for this car. Black Audi is bæ, mark my words.

"Where's Alarick?" I asked hesitantly.

"They left earlier." He said smirking.

Why is he smirking?

"They?"

"He and Alicia." He said taking out his phone and began scrolling down his e-mails.

"And now who's Alicia?" I spat.

"Alicia Steele. She is the sister of Mr. Steele. Our co-partner." I stiffened at the name.

Steele.

No. It can't be him.

"Are you alright?" Isaac's voice brought me out of my short reverie.

"Y-Yes. I am okay." I assured him. There's no way he could come back into my life. The car came to a halt.

"Okay then let's go." He said getting out of the car. He opened the door for me and offered his hand. I slipped my hand in his smiling and got out.

There was a red carpet leading into a huge mansion. Paparazzi was all around the place.

Walking on the sleek red carpet we reached the huge doors of mansion. There were million people all dressed in expensive suits and gowns. Some were in the middle dancing elegantly. Everything here was so perfect. Suddenly I felt like I don't belong here.

My eyes were roaming around the room when they settled on the only person. He was talking to some person with a brunette clung to his arm. That must be Alicia. She was wearing this amazing red gown showing her curves at all the right places. She was perfect. Perfect for him.

Jealousy filled me in. Again.

He could have made me his partner.

We walked towards one of the table at the side and I sat in a chair with Isaac beside me.

My stomach felt heavy. My cheeks were becoming redder with the time. Alarick was not even looking at me. He looked so happy and satisfied with that brunette. Tears were brimming in the corners of my eyes. How can he just shrug off what happened last night. I knew he was a play boy but what we shared last night wasn't playing around at all. I could see it in his eyes. It meant whole world to both of us.

He made me felt so worthless and so special at the same time. He was like air. I couldn't breath without him. Like a worthless bee I was attracted to his sweet scent.

I never knew when I fell for him. But this all felt so right, so sane. I couldn't deny it. I wanted to be his and wanted him to be mine.

I was looking around the hall when my eyes landed on a familiar face and my heart stopped.

This can't be him.

Roman Steele.

Mr. Steele.

My sight instantly became blurry and I gulped visibly. He was looking right at me. A smirk crept over his face.

He remembers me. He knows who I am.

"I-I'll be right back." I said to Isaac and got up.

"Where are you going?" He eyed me suspiciously.

"Just restroom." He nodded and I quickly trotted towards the restrooms.

I reached the back of hall. There was dark here. I gasped and thought of going back.

Am I scared? Yeah totally. The man back in the hall is scaring the hell out of me.

I was going to turn around when I felt presence behind me. My breath hitched and I stiffened in my place. I could hear the soft footsteps approaching me.

My heart was thumping against my chest and it felt like someone has placed heavy weights on my shoulders. I couldn't move an inch.

"Long time no see, Rebecca.."

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