Chapter 11- The ball

"Can we please not converse about this topic ght now?And besides Malcom spoke of to me about a fancy Gala we'll be attending this eve aid that you need to accompany me to the all to grab an outfit "I reason trying to divert Yvonne's attention.

" Fine dear.I won't push you any further, finish eating get dressed then meet me ownstairs okay?"

"Mmhm." once she's out I hurriedly switch outfits from my pyjamas and sleeping shorts to omething casual off-the-shoulder top and a baggy black t-shirt black ripped jeans black Valencia hoes.

I'm not a fun of dresses never been ever will.Finally I ponytail my brushed hurled tendrils then proceed to exit the room since Yvonne was awaiting my presence at the bottom of the steps purse clutched in hand.

When I finally get down the last stair a sense of relief washes over me.We walk to the front doors where Yvonne rests her palm over the scanner and he glass barriers slide open.

There is this suite-clad guy leaning against he body work of some black-as-death ehicle waiting for I'm guessing Yvonne and I. The car's a powerful Mercedes Benz and even I have to admit it's pretty chic cool soon enough we are belted in gliding smoothly past silver gates.

It doesn't take us long to arrive at our destination say a solid twenty to thirty minutes and half of the way we spend padding from one store to the next.

Like I said I am not a fun of dresses or gowns but since it's a fancy ass party I have to at least look presentable. I mean I'm most certain Malcom will be a dashing diva this night so why not look same.

Finally after seeking high and searching low, I manage to grab myself a sexy sandy-silver outfit and a matching pair of heels.In most cases I have no use for makeup but Yvonne keeps insisting or better still pestering me on purchasing some.

Its nothing much simply some eyeliner mascara some lipgloss not forgetting nail olish and accessories and we are done for the day.

"Yvonne what time is it?" "Oh it's only two.Want to grab something to eat? You must me famished.""Oh I am trust me." We make our way over to the small cafeteria within the mall then pick out our respective meals. By the time we are finally done it's exactly a quarter to four.

Exiting the large building. the chauffer drives us back home. "Hey uh sir? I got you a little something "I speak leaning towards the driver's window once I've alighted my side of the vehicle handing the man a small bag. "Ma'am you didn't have to. ľ'm grateful "his baritone voice vibrates deep inside his chest with him smiling a genuine smile up at me. "You're welcome.Hope you enjoy "and with that I push off the body work and make my way up the steps leading to the front doors.

Unfortunately and to my utmost disappointment Malcom's not home.When we left he wasn't within the vicinity either and I was really hoping to patch things up when I arrived. Oh well might as well do that in the evening because right now I need to use the bathroom so bad my feet are cramped and swollen and my eyelids are desperately trying not to give in to the delicious temptation of sleep. "Yvonne I'm going to up to take a nap.Is that okay?I mean you could always wake me up. I am genuinely exhausted Yvonne"

"It's okay honey.You go take your nap you'll need it.Ill wake you up ready you for the big event." "Thank you Yvonne." I climb the stupid spiral steps and slip into my room kicking off my shoes and sprawling my aching tensed body against the velvet sheets..

"Wake up Helena a voice calls out

"Just five minutes please.Five "I whine turning away from the source of the voice

"Get up dear.you have to get dressed for the gala"

I sigh and get up sitting up in bed trying to blink the sleep from my eyes.

Yes I am deeply agitated offended that my slumber had to be cut short because of a stupid event who's intent for being held I have no word of! I walk over to the bathroom take a quick shower brush my teeth.

Once done I oil my body and Yvonne dries and does my hair making it neat.

Next I throw on my outfit and once I was done Yvonne applies some mascara and eyeliner onto my eyes smears a small amount of lip gloss against my lips and I pucker them in satisfaction.

I clip on the diamond studs I purchased and to complete the look Istrap on the classy heels.

"Even with the slight baby bump you look amazing dear "Yvonne compliments smiling and eyeing my reflection in the mirror.

Ah yes silver is definitely one of my colours and the outfit doesn't look too bad either.

"Thanks Yvonne.I look amazing." By now it's six thirty and I'm almost certain Malcom and the guys are all dressed looking classy and shit.

"Hold on.One more thing " yvonne softly coos before padding into the walk in closet and walking out holding a silver purse with silver intricate patterns interlocking to create floral designs.

I take it place in two cans of pepper spray for security reasons and wipes.

I am after all attending a party undoutedly filled to the brim with blood-thirsty vultures.

Exiting the room we glide down the fleet of stairs.It's official I detest this stupid staircase especially when my feet are encased in this death-trap heels.

Down below stands Chris, alex and Malcom.All men are clad in Armani suites silk locks jelled to utter perfection polished and gleaming under the glaring lights of the chandelier.

Then there's Malcom. Yes definitely a divine diva.

Malcom simply stands there in all his glory raking and scrutinizing lips pursed in a tight line one brow arched.

When my feet make contact with the last step Alex takes my hand into his places a short kiss at the back of it.Disgusted repulsed appalled that's what I feel not fluttered.

"Could you twirl around for me bàmbinó?" Chris teases.

"Only if i can rip your balls graciously wear them as a necklace love."

Both Alex and Malcom snicker.

"You look nothing short of divine Helena"

"Thank you Malcom"smoothly I reply batting eyelashes playfully.

"Okay dear you have fun "yvonne finally speaks up from beside me.

"Thanks yvonne.Really wish you could come along keep me company through the event."

"Oh but it'll be fun dear.Trust me."

"Mhmm"

"Shall we then?"

And with those few words we all tread over to the glass doors slip past them and out of the house with Malcom's palm resting against the small of my back.

"What do we have here" Bianca says as she welcomes us with her presence right as we were about to walk out the door