After Stuart had called Liam had led Mia to the event hall and after sliding his hand around her slender waist and getting no reaction except a stoic expression, he'd decided to stick with the original plan of ditching her at the party. A ravishing beauty he couldn't touch was the same as a doll worth no attention, an accessory. He'd rather go for something that would respond to his desires.
At the entrance of the hall they wore their masks and Liam gave her a soft nod before entering, walking to an opposite direction. Mia wasn't surprised as she stepped into the hall. It was dimly lit so that you could barely make people out. A bright spotlight made it's way around the hall and as she entered the hall it rested on her, all stares dragged to her and none were willing to leave her. In her usual elegance she took a glass of red wine from a waiter and walked her way to a dimmer corner in her desperate attempt to avoid attention and recognition. After a while of their hungry eyes not being fed people eventually looked away but she'd already become the topic of the night. In five minutes three men had walked up to her but she hadn't even replied. She simply flashed them the engagement ring she'd been wearing since she had been wearing since she turned sixteen. It had worked effectively but the silent murmurs and stares disgusted her so she slid through the back exit, walking down the terrace until she'd found her way to the poolside. She sighed sitting with her leg in the water. After five minutes or more a voice broke the silence, "Rough night?"
Chapter Six
Mia wasn't in the mood to even look up. She'd have ignored it but the voice sounded soothing in a fresh baritone texture, "Maybe." She heard the footstep walk closer towards her.
He walked graciously in soft, firm steps, filled with authority that sent goosebumps round her skin. He stopped beside her and she heard him remove his shoes and socks before sitting next to her, dipping his leg in the pool, "Let me guess, the stares?"
Mia scoffed sighing deeply, "What do you want?"
He chuckled, "A pretty girl in distress sitting outside when the party is inside, I might as well act the knight in shining armour and keep you company."
Mia closed her eyes allowing the evening breeze to rush at her face, the moonlight glowing on her face, "So why aren't you in the party?"
He watched her closely, she was more beautiful than in the papers. How could some bastard treat her that way?, "Let's say I don't find it particularly interesting and besides why be inside when a beauty like you is here."
Mia scoffed, "So you're one of those hungry dogs searching for some girl to devour?"
He chuckled, "Well I'm neither a dog nor am I hungry but devouring you wouldn't be a bad idea."
That finally got a soft laughter from her, "That's a pretty crazy thing to say to a girl you don't know." As she laughed, her white teeth seemed to make her smile even sweeter