The Mafia & The Billionaire

Alex

While I waited for my wife, I sat on the edge of the plush velvet couch in our living room, my fingers idly tapping the armrest. The soft glow from the chandelier overhead cast a warm light on the room, but it couldn’t compete with the anticipation that lit up my eyes. I’d always been proud of my wife. Still, tonight, there was a bubbling excitement mixed with nervousness as I waited for her to finish dressing for the party. She had chosen something I suggested, and I couldn’t wait to see it.

I never thought she would be just like other women who take their time dressing up and doing her makeup. Knowing that made me think that she was doing it not only because of Mavie but because of me as well. Well, it’s not bad to think she was making herself beautiful because of me, right?

The clock ticked slowly, each second dragging out the wait. She was still upstairs, and I couldn’t wait to see her walking down the stairs. My heart skipped when I finally heard the soft sound of her stiletto. I looked up and found her staring back at me, looking nervous. I’ve known her to be confident, and seeing her like that made me chuckle internally.

As she reached the last step, my breath caught in my throat. There she stood, a vision of elegance and allure. Her long red gown flowed like liquid fire, hugging her curves in all the right places. The deep neckline plunged daringly, hinting at the soft, creamy skin beneath, while the thigh-high slit revealed her long, toned leg with every step she took. She made a little turn, and I saw the back of the gown was half bare, the fabric sweeping down to just above her waist, showcasing her slender back and the graceful curve of her spine.

Her flawless makeup accentuated her striking features while her hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with an inner light framed by perfectly applied eyeliner and mascara. A touch of red lipstick completed her look, matching the gown and adding to the overall effect of bold sophistication.

I stood up slowly, unable to take my eyes off her. My heart swelled with pride and admiration. “You look stunning,” I managed to say, my voice thick with emotion.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Despite her glamorous appearance, she smiled with a touch of shyness in her eyes. “Do you like it?” she asked, twirling slightly so the gown flared around her legs.

“I don’t just like it,” I replied, stepping closer and taking her hand. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I feel like the luckiest man alive.”

She laughed softly; the sound was like music to my ears. “Thank you, Alex. Your experience with women made me feel special. She replied,

I pulled her close, my hand resting lightly on the small of her back, feeling the warmth of her skin.

“I never compliment any women. I say it because it’s the truth. I can’t wait to show you off tonight.”

She blushed, a delicate pink rising to her cheeks, and leaned into me, our foreheads touching. “I’m glad you think so,” she whispered.

We stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other’s presence, the party a distant thought. For now, it was just us, and I felt a surge of love and gratitude for the woman who was my wife and my partner. I knew that no matter where we went or what we did, she would always be the most beautiful woman in the room for me.

I know that Serene is a very strong woman, but I am still happy that she let me take care of her. After our first time together and our return to the country, we have been more intimate and relaxed with each other. Although I could still sense her hesitation, maybe because of what her father did to her mother, I also felt she was trying to make things work for us.

We arrived at the event in style; the evening air was cool and refreshing as we stepped out of the car. The venue was the grand ballroom of the city’s most luxurious hotel, whose exterior lit up with elegant lights that hinted at the splendor inside. A red carpet lined the entrance, providing a fitting touch for Serene’s inauguration as Serendipity Jewelry’s new CEO.

As we walked in, the ambiance of the venue immediately struck me. The ballroom was a masterpiece of luxury and elegance. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a shimmering glow over everything. Intricate gold moldings and large mirrors adorned the walls, reflecting the light to make the space appear even larger and more magnificent. The room was filled with tables draped in white linen with gold accents, each centered on a stunning arrangement of fresh flowers and twinkling candles.

Guests mingled, their attire as dazzling as the room itself. Men in tailored tuxedos and women in exquisite gowns created a sea of sophistication and glamour. The murmur of conversation and the clinking of glasses filled the air, providing a soft background to the string quartet playing in one corner of the room.

I noticed Enzo was positioned where he could see my wife, just in case something happened. I’m sure it would be easy for him to assist Serene. My gaze swept around, searching for Patt, who was conversing with other guests dressed in their respectful tuxedos.

As we walked through the crowd, people turned to admire her, their eyes widening in appreciation of her beauty and poise. I could hear snippets of conversation and compliments flowing freely about her stunning gown, wondering who she was and why she was with me.

We made our way to the main stage, where a large banner with the Serendipity Jewelry logo hung behind a podium. Elegant floral arrangements decorated the stage, while a large screen showcased a slideshow showcasing the company’s achievements and new collections. The lights dimmed slightly, drawing everyone’s attention to the front of the room.

Serene took my hand and gently squeezed it, her eyes meeting mine with excitement and nervousness. I leaned in and whispered, “You’ve got this. I’m so proud of you.”

She smiled, her confidence bolstered, and went up to the podium, where Patt was now standing. Lorenzo and his family approached the stage and started spewing nonsense as she was about to speak. “You’re not the CEO, and you still don’t own the share your mother left for you. You haven’t presented your husband to me, so this occasion is inappropriate.” The old Dylan said angrily. He shouted his words for everyone to hear while the two women beside him smirked.

“I don’t know what you are saying, but didn’t this occasion allow me to introduce my husband as well?” Moreover, I don’t recall instructing my assistant to extend your invitation.” Serene replied arrogantly. I want to laugh at how the family looks. “So, what are you doing here?”

“You impertinent!” Daisy shouted.

“Be careful with your words, bitch.” Serene talked back. “If you didn’t want to suffer humiliation, leaving would be better. But if you promise me that you will behave like a dog, I’ll let you stay. You don’t know; I might ask the kitchen to bag you some leftovers.”

“How dare you!” Mavie exclaimed. “What do you think of us, beggars?”

“Yes! Isn’t it the reason why your father used my mother with your bitch mother’s knowledge? Because he can’t provide for you. Your father was unable to provide for both you and your mother.”

My wife is a savage. She knew when to throw words. They were like daggers that hit all the vital points for Lorenzo and his family. I don’t think they have experienced embarrassment like this. Furiously, the family stayed aside and watched as the program started.

On the other hand, Serene looked at Patt and motioned for him to continue. The room fell silent as she began her speech after her assistant introduced her to everyone, her voice steady and warm. She spoke about her mother’s journey, the values of Serendipity Jewelry, and her vision for the future. Her words were inspiring, and I could see the admiration in the eyes of the guests as they listened intently.

“And before I conclude,” she said, her eyes scanning the room until they found me, “I want to introduce someone very special to me. Someone who will be joining me on this journey. My husband, Alex McGregor,”

A spotlight swung over me, and I felt a wave of surprise and warmth as the guests turned their attention. With a smile, I stepped up to join Serene on the stage.

“This man beside me will be my support every step of the way, along with my trusted people and friends,” she continued, her voice filled with emotion. “I couldn’t have done this without their unwavering belief in me.”

The room erupted in applause, and my cheeks flushed slightly. I leaned into the microphone, feeling a mix of pride and humility. “Thank you, everyone,” I said. “I am incredibly proud of Serene and everything she has achieved. She’s not just an amazing CEO; she’s an amazing person, and I’m honored to stand by her side.”

As the applause subsided, Serene and I shared a look filled with mutual admiration, and, I hope, love too. The night was a whirlwind of laughter, conversation, and celebration. The atmosphere was electric, filled with the promise of new beginnings and the excitement of what would come. I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love for the woman by my side. She was more than I could have ever dreamed of, and tonight, she shone brighter than any jewel in the room.

Amidst the applause, I turned to see Lorenzo and his family, who looked shocked. I wonder what they were thinking, but I’m sure they will be hesitant to do anything to my wife now that they know that she’s my wife. I am not Alexander McGregor for nothing.