Mia’s POV
As soon as Lorenzo left, I felt like the people that were looking at me instantly multiplied.
It was as if some of them had tried to be cautious when he was by my side, but the moment he left, they were all trying to dig through my skin with their eyes.
I was able to swipe a glass of wine from one of the men that was serving and just focused on sipping it, but as soon as I remembered Lorenzo’s countless warnings about not drinking anything, I instantly spat the drink back into the cup, hoping that no one had caught that.
Suddenly I felt somebody tapping me on my shoulder and I turned around.
There were two pretty women behind me who looked about 5 years older than me and they were dressed quite extravagantly as well. One of them was a blonde with her hair up in a high ponytail and the other was a brunette with low cut hair.
Both of them were wearing the widest smiles that I have ever seen in my life. It looked like the corner of their lips were trying to pass through their ears and it was quite uncanny.
“I hope that you are not too bothered that we came over to talk to you,” it was the blonde that spoke first.
Well I was getting lonely just standing by myself and everyone looking at me strangely so I thought that I would actually enjoy the company of these two other women.
At least that was what I thought before the blonde opened up her mouth again.
“But I have to say your makeup is so good! I’m guessing that it must have been done by a very talented professional,”
She said and turned to her friend.
“Don’t you agree?”
Her brunette friend nodded.
I felt blood rushing up to my cheeks, for a moment I pondered whether they were actually trying to just embarrass me and tell me that I looked ugly but then I tried not to be too sensitive and guessed that maybe they just liked my makeup.
“… And your dress too!”
The brunette said with a gasp.
“The person who copied the design is also very talented; it looks just like the original dress…”
I looked at the women in front of me and then glanced back at my own dress, feeling a little self-conscious.
“But this is the original dress, Lorenzo told me so himself.”
The moment I mentioned Lorenzo I saw how their eyes instantly darkened as if a cloud had come over their heads then suddenly, and then they threw their head back laughing for so long that I wondered if they had lost a few screws in their head.
“Don’t flatter yourself too much honey…”
The blonde is still shaking with laughter.
“There is no way that he would buy such an expensive dress for you, not because you can’t afford it but
you should be able to understand that he has better things to put his money into than…”
She paused, raking me with her eyes.
“How old are you even? Are you even old enough to be drinking alcohol?”
I was wondering why they were being so rude to me, after all all I just did was stand here by myself and they were the ones that approached me and they were just being unnecessarily petty.
Part of me wanted to shoot them with a comeback but then I wondered if Lorenzo would be upset if you came back and realized that I was fighting with someone cause it was two against one.
If everything ended up in a fist fight, then I would be at a disadvantage.
So I just turned around, planning to ignore them for the rest of the night but they didn’t allow me to have even that, because the brunette reached her hand out and grab my wrist, pulling me back.
“Now, where are you rushing to? We aren’t done talking, are we?”
I pulled my hand away.
“There are two of you you can talk to each other,”
They looked like they’re going to blow a casket at that moment.
“Honey, I think that we have been a little too nice to you, but I understand that you probably don’t know who our fathers are, which is why you are acting so cocky…”
The blonde said and then her friend added.
“Whoever you have back at home can’t match up to our fathers, and his thing that you have with Lorenzo right now is nothing more than a fling…do you understand?”
I couldn’t believe that I have not noticed this until now but all the pieces were finally falling into place.
“Do you two always act this envious and petty? Especially when it involves Lorenzo.”
I asked them with all honesty and it looks like I finally flipped the switch, the brunette swung her hand in the air and it was coming towards my face with such speed that I couldn’t react immediately and before I knew it I had been slapped squarely on the face so hard that there was a bruise left there.
“Who are you calling envious and petty, you little bitch!”
The wine in my hand had been knocked from my grape and it spilled all over my dress, staining it.
I was barely recovering from the first slap when she carried her hand up again but this time before her palm could reach me, somebody grabbed her by the wrist and shoved her away as if she was just a piece of trash.
Which wouldn’t be such a great exaggeration anyway.
I glanced up at a furious looking Lorenzo and wondered if he was going to scold me for getting into a fight and also ruining my dress, but surprisingly he put his hand around my waist and tugged me firmly against him, the move had caught me by surprise that I felt my insides doing a quick backflip.
He saw the bruise on my face almost immediately and I couldn’t believe that those blue eyes could get so dark with anger so far over something that concerned me.
“Which one of them laid hands on you?”
Then he tightened his hold on my waist.
“… tell me..”