"What the fuck are you doing here Sera?" I asked angrily.
She laughed softly. "I came here for your engagement of course, but if you want something else... I mean I will just say Robert doesn't mind sharing."
"Get the hell out of my face! Do you even hear what you said? You sound like a fucking slut."
"Don't call me a slut when you had once fucked me. I'm just doing what I'm good at. Being a gold digger. And I'm not ashamed of that, at least I live a luxurious life, because life is way too short to worry about what's good and what's bad. In the end, the good and the bad will all end up dead. So let's go and finish our business."
"What business?" The way she said it made me sick in the stomach.
"A quickie of course." she replied casually.
"That's cheating. And I'm not going to cheat on my engagement party, you psycho."
Sera smiled sweetly and walked closer to me. "Honey, It's not considered cheating if your fiancee doesn't know."
"It is. Now, Sera I suggest you to leave me the fuck alone, before my fucking crazy fiancee will kill us both."
"Ahaha, Jillian killing us? She's way to sweet for that. Now come on Marco, It will only take ten minutes."
Sera stood now so close to me that I could smell her sweet perfume. She's so tempting and It just gets harder to reject her. I need to get away from her, but for some reason I'm still standing there.
Her voice, her perfume, her presence.
It kept me there.
She was a dangerous woman and I knew it. She always gets what she wants and I'm afraid that this time it will happen again.
Her voluptuous breasts were now pushed up on my chest and her sinful red lips were now so close to my face. I could smell her breath that was a mix of mint and champagne. "Come on baby, ten minutes."
My breath became unsteady. Think about Jillian I whispered to myself. This is considered cheating, you can't do this to your fiancee and soon to be wife. But if she doesn't know, did it really happen? Is it still consider cheating? Yes, yes. You dumb fuck!
My head was a mess. I didn't know what I want and the sweet words Sera was whispering in my ear weren't helping either.
Oh fuck it ! Fuck it !
Her sensual body moved slowly and I could feel the warmth spreading through my body. All my blood went down there and my head instantly became empty.
I looked into her evil eyes and my hands grabbed her face and kissed her fully on her lips. I could feel her smirking against my lips
She won. The devil won. Like always.
She kissed me back. Slowly.
"We need a room baby. For ten minutes." she whispered against my lips.
And at this point, I knew I fucked up.
I knew I fucked my pudding up.
And god knows how I'm going to get out of this mess.
Jillian Malik P.O.V
I was searching for Marco for the past twenty minutes. He said that he would get a drink, but I couldn't find him at the bar. The guests were about to leave and I needed him by my side. I was starting to get worried. Where the hell could he be?
"Hey pudding,"
I turned around and I let out a breath of relieve. Thank god, he was finally here. "Where were you?" I asked as I looked at him from head to toe. His hair was disheveled and he looked flushed. Why did it looked like he just ran a marathon?
"Oh, I--uhm just went to get a drink." He said as he slipped his arm around my waist. His breathing was fast and I could feel the beating of his heart. Where the hell was he?
"I went to the bar and you weren't there."
He stopped and looked at me, but then smiled. "Oh and then...uhm... I went to the restroom."
"Oh." I wanted to slap myself. Why was I so worried? The restroom was on the other side of this room, so that explains why he's out of breath.
This all still feels like a fairytale. A modern fairytale. The thing is, they always say that modern fairytales never have a happy ending. I think that's what I'm afraid off. I'm afraid that the happiness I'm feeling right now, is just temporary.
"Hey, pudding. Don't think too much." Marco kissed my forehead and smoothed the wrinkles out of my face. "I'm here, I will always be here."
He looked me in the eyes. Everytime he does that, I fall even more in love with him. My face warmed as he crept closer and wrapped his arms around me. The way his hands caressed my face, or his gentle eyes met my own, It's magical.
"I just got so worried and I don't know why. You're my fiancee and I mean you would never betray me. I feel so stupid right now." I laughed stupidly, but stopped immediately when Marco stayed silent.
He just looked me dead in the eye and it freaked me out. Why was he staring at me like that. "Babe?"
He shook his head softly and gave me a soft squeeze. "I was zoning out, but of course not. Why would you even think that? You are everything I want and everything I will ever need pudding. You are my queen. Never question that."
He grabbed my hand and kissed my ring finger. "I want to make you my wife, because I know we are soulmates. I love you so much and...and don't let any gossip break us apart. Just...see gossip or whatever you may hear as something we need to overcome together...as a couple."
"Of course, I mean... That's what we always do." I answered smiling. "Now let's go. People are waiting for us."
Marco held me close to his side and we walked back to his parents. His parents were talking to Milan and my aunt and it seemed like they are getting along very well.
"Mommy, mommy!" Milan squealed and ran up to me to hug me tightly. I squatted down and he jumped on me.
I chuckled as I lift him up. "Yes, mi amor? Do you have fun so far?" I gave him a kiss on his cheeks, but he immediately wiped it away.
"Mom!" he shouted out embarrassingly. But then he grinned. "Yes, I love it here."
Marco ruffled Milan's hair and pinched his cheeks. "What did you do with the legos? Did you built big spaceships?"