Chapter 2

Elena picked up the food plates and delivered them onto the table, just in time, while Daniel was coming downstairs. As he approached closer, he said," I hope you got everything ready for the ceremony tonight.".

"Yes, Indeed I have," she says it softly—her eyes never leaving his, the corner of her lips lifting just enough to unsettle him. However, he didn't seem to mind it.

She slowly sat down when Daniel asked, "Do you require buying an extra dress for it?". Elena suddenly looked up as if he spoke something that seemed to confuse her." No, of course not. I have 2-3 dresses enough,"she said.

The evening went smoothly. When it was time for the ceremony, she was in her bedroom trying to fix the zipper of the dress. Her fingers trembled slightly as the fabric clung to her waist, the silence of the room tightening with every failed attempt.

"I can't do this," she finally spoke, giving up. She hesitated to wear the other dress since she knew it was a bit too revealing. It was gifted by her ex-boyfriend back in college. However, it still seemed to fit perfectly.

With a sigh, she changed into it, worrying if she had been late. She took a one last glance at the mirror. Elena's dress hugged her slender waist and curved gently along her figure, the silk tracing every moment with a dangerous elegance. Her bare shoulders and the deep neckline made her shift uncomfortably, as though dress revealed far more of her than she ever intended.

With a sigh, she went downstairs, where the hall was already filled with murmurs and wealthy people. She walked with practiced confidence, masking the discomfort twisting beneath her calm expression.

Walking in the crowd, she immediately noticed Daniel talking with some of his clients. She felt eyes all of her body, making her feel to run away from there as soon as possible.

But with confidence, she strode up to Daniel, who, without even looking at her, said," This is my wife, Elena Moreau." He placed his hands around her waist, which she clearly seemed to be unbothered of. She gave a polite smile and started talking with the clients.

" It's lovely to meet you all. Thank you for joining us on this ceremony, "she said politely.

"The pleasure is ours, Elena," Nathan Whitmore, one of Daniel's close clients, seemed to like her personality and way of talking.

However, on some clients' faces, she felt as if she hadn't pleased them enough. Of course, she thought, " Why do I require pleasing them anyway?".

But with a second thought, she rested her head slightly on his chest just to increase it a bit. She could instantly feel Daniel's dark gaze on her.

Daniel's POV

She was trying to make the act look more real in front of clients. I said nothing about it, just stayed composed and let her continue, knowing drawing attention to it will only ruin its effect.

But suddenly, I could feel her bare skin against my fingers. I slowly traced my fingers along her skin and realized how much of her skin was exposed.

So, she's an attention seeker. There were pairs of eyes on her body, which immediately made me interrupt her conversation. "Excuse me, I need to have her word with Elena," I said, holding her waist more tightly

She immediately withdrew her head and looked at me. When I tried to drag her away from them, she smiled and let me lead.

We walked into our bedroom, which we could say it was, and I shut the door behind and locked it.

"What's with the dress?"I asked calmly.

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