33: All that matters

As I sat in the Limo, I tried not to remember the last time I and Damien were together in this same Limo. I had gone over myself that night.

Damien squeezed my hands and I stared up at him. There's no telling what would transpire at this event. We might meet Alberto and we might not meet him. We might find out that he was the one who sent those kidnappers and we might learn that he's not the one. And even if he told us what we needed to know, how would we know that he was telling the truth??.

"Just remember to smile always and if you feel nauseous or sick at any moment, just tell me and I'd get you out of there" Damien went over the note of the night.

"Alright. You've told me that like seventy times now" I sighed and he chuckled..

"I just want you to be happy and safe at the same time."

The Limo came to a stop and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. This wasn't one of chloes fashion show were I know I'm safe and all that. This is an event were people from far and wide are coming. I might even get to meet my parents in this ball.

I didn't text or call to know if they'll be here but the person holding this ball is Rusco Brunt. One of the richest guys in Italy. He happened to be holding his fundraising event here in Miami. Lucky us.

Damien came out of the car and rook my hand so he could help me out. With one hand in Damiens, I rested the other hand under my big tummy and smiled at Damien.

"Thank you Mr Forrest" I slurred in his ears and he sucked in a deep breath.

"Don't tempt me Mrs Forrest so I don't spank you in front of this crowd" he smirked.

"Haha...very funny. You wouldn't though" I said but he was not just joking. Oh my gosh! He does mean it. I'll be way to embarrassed and horrified if he does something like that.

My eyes finally focused on the two black Lexus behind our Limo. Are those...?

"You brought guard dogs?" I said to Damien with wide eyes. For goodness sake we don't need security for this kind of event. I know since my Kidnap, Damien had gone out of his way to make sure I'm safe all the time but this is too much. Even when I was at Chloes house, I knew Charles was a daily reporter but I just didn't want to interfere.

"You won't even know they're here, don't worry" Damiens said and planted a kiss to my lips.

"But..."

"Hush!" He quietened me and then took my hand in his. His other hand went round my back to rest on my stomach so he was practically walking behind me.

The moment we stepped into the ball room, my eyes lighted up at how pretty the place was. The room was decorated so nicely, you'd think you were in heaven.

"You look pretty, love" Damien whispered into my a ear and I chuckled. Of course.

My eyes lighted up even more when I saw Chloe skipping toward me with a grin all over her face. It made me chuckle and lean into Damien.

"Oh girl!" Chloe shrieked and pulled me away from Damien who made a sound of protest. She hugged me .

"Look at you. Looking so pregnant" She chimed. "And that dress. I'll be goddammed"

"Hey that's my line" Damien snorted and I chuckled. He is being really childish right now, alright.

"Where's Charles?" Damien asked Chloe.

"He's somewhere around with Ray" Chloe swung her hands about in demonstration and I smiled. She really was a drama queen. She was dressed in a golden gown. It was net like and you could see her skin through it. It screamed goddess!!!!!

Goddess of the Nile river. I chuckled.

"Give me a minute" Damien said and kissed me on my bottom lip. He smiled and walked over to a man in maroon suit. His hair was black and the sides was white. I'm not sure if it was dyed or that's how It is but it really went well with his suit.

When he turned around, I gasped...

"Alberto" I choked.

****

Just right on cue, Bethany approached me and Chloe with a huge smirk on her face. She looked like the devil spawn in all that red gown that was looking tight on her and clung to her body like a second skin.

I won't deny that the dress look pretty and showed off her fake ass, boobs and smile, and that made some heads turn to her as she walled by but not Damiens. He was still talking to Alberto as if no one passed by.

"Each time I see you, you look bigger" Bethany grinned at me and then gave Chloe a nasty look.

"it's called pregnancy. You would have it too but you can't with all those plastic on you" Chloe retorted and I stifled my giggle. I was really happy she was here with me otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to say. But I would have known what to do. I would've dragged her hair but I don't want to make a scene.

Damn this pregnancy hormones for making me violent.

Bethany frowned and was about to say something when Alberto and Damien joined us. I didn't fail to see the way Bethany eyes almost popped out when Damien gripped the back of my head and gave me a heart warming, aggressive and lustful kiss. That's right you bitch. I like how he loves to kiss me every second he gets.

"Jaycee. My pleasure to meet you. Damien has told me a lot about you" he said with a sly grin. I looked over to Damien and he nods at me.

"Likewise Mr..."

"Just call me Alberto. Let's discard with the formalities. Damien is like family to me" he chuckled and I smiled with a nod. Chloe excused herself and walked away with the lie of going to look for Charles and Ray but I know she could sense the growing tension that could be snipped with a scissor.

Damien snatched two flute from a moving tray and handed one to Alberto. I don't get why he was being nice to the man when we don't know if he's the one that kidnapped me.

They were friends. Granted. But still Damien shouldn't be nice to him. It's more annoying cause Bethany is standing right here, obviously trying to get my husband's attention when her own husband is just a step away. I swear I could see her nipple when she bent down a little to sit down. Doesn't she have shame at all?

I was surprised to see Alberto and Damien talking about business like nothing happened and like we're not trying to figure out who the bad guy is.

"Beth" Damien said and handed her a flute. I frowned at the nickname. Bethany batted her lashes and took the flute like the fucking whore that she was...

"Thanks, Dammy." She smiled. Was he intrigued by her turn out tonight? I know she's a she devil but she actually looks pretty despite the fact that her boobs are almost spilling out of her clothes. That's the scandal of the dress.

Damien gave a curt nod of his head at her and I was happy to see he was still being formal to her. I felt a hand to my thigh then Damien looked at me.

He leaned closer so he could whisper to me. "I love you"

He smiled at me and my cold heart melted. What am I thinking? Of course he's not intrigued by Bethany. She's just his ex and a bloody whore combined with a gold digging bitch...

"I love you too" I said and kissed his chin.

Alberto chuckled, drawing our attention and I could see that half the table we were sitting at was looking at us. My cheeks framed red. Damien just bit on his lip with a grin.

I noticed Bethany roll her eyes and my heart swelled with joy. If nothing, I'm happy she saw that little exchange.

****

When I felt my stomach churning, I immediately found the bathroom. Just now, Bethany was all over Damien on the dance floor. Alberto had asked me politely for a dance so Bethany took that as an opportunity to ask Damien to dance with her. That just sickened me.

I shut the bathroom door behind me and moved to the sink. I let the faucet run and and put my hand under It so the cool feeling, lightened me up. The door pushed opened and I wasn't expecting to see Damien but he came in with a worried look on his face.

When he got to the sink, his hands cupped my cheek. "Are you alright? You just rushed out of there like that I thought something was wrong with you. Tell me"

"I'm fine!" I snap and suddenly regretted it when I saw a frown cross his brows. "I'm sorry. It's just Bethany is getting on my nerves and..."

"Bethany again?..."Damien sighed . He placed his forehead on mine. "Look at me" he commanded in a stern but loving voice.

"Nobody and I mean nobody else matters. But you. It's only you Jay. Bethany is my past and I have nothing to do with her. She cheated on me, do you think I would want her back ?" He asked and I shook my head, no.

"I love you. And it's only you. No one else. Got that? " he says and I nodded. A tear sprung from my eyes and he reached to wipe it off. I'm an idiot and he's so perfect and sweet.

"I'm sorry." I sniffed and Damien pressed his lips to mine. I could taste champagne and my tears mixed together as I let him kiss me. I know it's so improper for us to be kissing like this and in the female bathroom. Anyone could walk in but I just need him right now. I love him.

"I love you" I said against his lips and he pushed me gently against the sink before lifting me up to sit on it. My arms went round his neck and I pressed a kiss to his ear.

Damiens hand rested on my thigh. "This gown has taunted me all night" he hummed and I smiled.

"You said you loved it"

"I do." His hands slipped beneath the gown and he sucked in a breath when he realised for the second time tonight that I didn't wear any panties. The gown did not allow it. I would rather have my hair sticking out than to have panty lines showing through my dress.

"This just keeps getting better huh?" He chuckled and bit his lip.

"We're in the females bathroom" I said to him.

"So you would prefer I take you in the men's bathroom?" Damien teased and I smacked his chest with a grin.

"Don't be annoying. Of course not. It's just anyone could walk in."

Damien moved to bolt the door and then returned to me with a grin on his face like a mischievous teenage boy about to steal Christmas. I giggled.

"Happy now?" He asked and I nod. I joined my lips to his again in a forceful kiss while my hands fiddled with his belt. When It refuse to come undone, I groaned in annoyance. Damien chuckled and took it off..

"Easy baby. You should learn some self control around me you know" he grinned and I pouted. So much praise to himself. He pulled his pants down and spread my legs.

"We're going to be quick ok?" He said and I nodded. I sucked in a sharp breath when he entered me. I bite down on his shoulder to stop myself from screaming. I was well aware I left a red stain on his white shirt but who am I to judge.

"Am I being careful? Tell me. I don't want to hurt you" Damien said. He placed his hand on my tummy. His hot champaign breath came down against my neck before he planted a kiss there and I let out a moan that sounded like a cat wrapped up in a knitted sweater.

"It's perfect. Faster" I urged and he heeded. I buckled my legs as his hands came to my throat . He didn't need to squeeze, just the gesture alone and he knew I'd come undone.

He let's go of my throat and digs his fingers into my ass. I felt his cock pulsing, pumping and I feel him coating the walls of my pussy with his cum.

"You feel that, Jay?you feel me inside you?"

"Y-yes" I whisper, collapsing unto his shoulder. We're both sweating and my hands run through his hair as my orgasm continues to reverberate through me.

"That's for you. All of you" he mumbled against my lips and I nodded. Only me.

"I love you" I hum

"Love you more" he said and nipped on my earlobe.

We stay in each others arms panting for a good while before we decided to arrange ourselves and go back to enjoy the party. Left for me, I would've love to go back home but this night seemed to be important to Damien. And tomorrow, we're moving into our new home. It's only a month until I put to bed. I really need to rest.

"You ready?" Damien asks me.

I dab the tissue against my cheek before trashing it in the bin. "Yeah. Let's get out there"

Damien place a kiss on my lips before we stepped out of the bathroom to face the remaining of the night.