ADELINE'S POV
"I'm so glad you could make it tonight, Adeline." He says standing in front of Dante and I, his hands in his pockets as he looks down at the arm Dante has wrapped around my waist His lips twitch in annoyance and a dark look envelops his face, but he covers it up with a smile once his eyes meet my face again.
"And I see you've brought your little…"
"Finish that sentence. I dare you." Dante says deeply, glaring at Adrian. Adrian glares back and then puts up that fake smile again, raising his hands up defensively as he lets out a light chuckle.
"Relax man." He says and moves closer to Dante and I. Adrian was pretty formal and quiet the first time we met but I can see that was all a ruse. He was probably just waiting for the right time to show what he's truly made of and I can see now that he's just like the rest of all the rich and snubbish people packed in this hall.
My mother walks towards the three of us, Adrian, Dante and I with a scowl on her face, my father suddenly appearing behind her along with Liam and Naomi. My eyes light up when I see Liam and I flash a smile at him and Naomi, ignoring the glowering looks from my mother and father.
Dante and Adrian keep glaring at each other and to say this entire situation is uncomfortable would be an understatement.
"How about you be polite and give your future husband a proper greeting, Adeline." My father says and although this hall is packed with people and their muttering, his voice feels a little bit louder in my head, making my heart beat with every syllable he lets out.
As a child I always wanted to impress my father. No matter what I did, even getting straight A's in school wasn't enough for my father to tell me even once: 'Good job Adeline.'
That's all I ever wanted from him growing up. Acknowledgement and appreciation for my efforts. I fought and worked hard to be the best at everything I do but it was never enough for him. I loved my father as a child. He was my role mode. Discipline and accomplished to perfection but as I grew up, that admiration slowly turned into resentment, and I resented my mother even more for never showing me the motherly love every child deserves.
If my father wasn't emotionally available, then at least my mother could be right? But she wasn't and I hated her for it.
I guess I still haven't gotten over all the expectations my father had and still has for me. His voice still creates this tension in my chest that I would do anything to get rid of.
"I already told you father. I'm not marrying Adrian. I'm with Dante. Can we not make a scene right now?" I voice out but my voice comes out shaky and all wrong. I'm not even able to look him in the eyes and all I can do is avert my gaze downwards as I instinctively push myself closer to Dante.
"You already created a scene by walking in here with his hands all over you like that? And that dress you're wearing…" My mother says looking me up and down.
My dress isn't even that revealing. It's a black gown that hugs my figure. It has spaghetti straps and a break that stops just above my thighs. My parents are conservatives but I can't believe my mother is still trying to control what I wear. How old does she think I am?
"You look like a prostitute Adeline and this man you can't help but keep defending is taking advantage of it." My father says and as if that provokes Dante, he suddenly wraps his arm around my waist even tighter and pulls me closer towards him. He doesn't say a word and I'm grateful that he's trusting me enough to let me handle this situation all on my own.
He raises a challenging brow at my father and although he doesn't say anything, his actions speak louder than words ever could. He's rubbing it in my parents' and Adrian's faces that I belong to him and I don't know why my body is choosing now of all moments to be turned on.
"I think I've been insulted enough…" Adrian starts saying.
"Then maybe you should leave." Dante says, not taking his eyes off my father's who he's now having a stare down with.
My father just called me a prostitute and I'd be lying if I said that doesn't sting my heart like a bee. I want to run away and crawl up in a hole and cry myself to sleep but at the same time, I want to do something rebellious to get back at him, like grabbing Dante right here and now and planting a kiss on his lips. But that would probably get me disowned.
Why do I even care anyways? I wasn't invited to this party to be insulted. I look over to Liam and Naomi as they watch the scene in front of them with wide eyes, waiting eagerly for what will happen next, in the tension filled atmosphere. I can even see a few other members of the party avert their curious gazes towards us.
I've never been enough for my parents and I've always been ready to take their bullshit with a smiling face, but I've had enough. I turn towards Dante and without thinking, I wrap my hands around his neck and plant a deep kiss on his lips. I hear gasps coming from every corner of the room, even from Liam and Naomi.
Dante of course, doesn't disappoint. He has never been ashamed to prove to everyone that he's mine. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me in for a suffocating and passionate kiss. The kiss feels rebellious but at the same time, it's passionate and it makes me feel everything. This is probably the most scandalous thing I have ever done and all of my parents' investors and friends will be talking about it forever, but do I care. Hell no.
After I'm done shoving my tongue into Dante's mouth, I break the kiss and turn towards my dad.
"Tell me father, was that prostitute behavior enough for you?" I ask, my heart beating rampantly in my chest. I don't even give him or anyone else the chance to question me. I grab Dante's arm and lead him out of the venue, back towards our car.
"That was so hot." He says as soon as we reach the car and plants his lips on mine again. I raise my thighs and he grabs my ass as I wrap my legs around his, my fingers digging into his hair as he lets out a pleasurable sound.
"Take me home and fuck me Mr. Russo." I say breathless and he trails kisses along my neck. "And I think I'm ready to move in with you."
I say and he groans in approval and, unlocking the car and shoving me inside aggressively but not enough to hurt me. He kisses me all over and eats me out and fucks me hard right here in his car. In the moment when he shoved me inside the car, I spotted Liam and Naomi from the corner of my eye, but they immediately changed their direction when they realize Dante was going to fuck me in a parking lot.
Dante then takes me home, and then fucks me to oblivion all night.