Jefferson’s POV
Celina was walking down the stairs and she looked gorgeous. I couldn’t get my eyes off of her. When she was right in front of me, I offered her my arms and I’m glad that she took it, then led her to our car.
I let the driver drive for us because I might have had a few drinks at the party later. “F***,” I said, after I saw her back. I didn’t think that the design was like that.
Her back was bare almost down to her a**’s, I was just thankful that it fitted her really well and that the gown didn’t move out of its place with her every movement.
“Why did your friend make you such a gown?” I asked her when we were both sitting on the backseat.
“Why? It makes me feel and look beautiful.” She replied.
“Are you trying to make every man’s crotch bulge like mine now?” I asked and she looked down at my bulging crotch.
“It’s because you’re a pervert.” She answered and looked away.
“Be thankful that I have already committed myself to this party, because if not, you’re not going to get out of our bedroom on your feet.” Celina did not rebut and pulled her closer to me. There’s no way that she’s going to leave my sight, especially when we are at the party.
The ride was not that long because it was the weekend and the traffic was not that terrible. I got out of our car and there were reporters and other media covering the event.
I offered my hand to my wife and she took it with a smile. She was really beautiful and the camera started to flash, trying to capture her smile. Then we walked onto the red carpet and had our photos taken in the photo booth.
Celina’s hand was cold and I can say that she was really nervous. “Is this your first time attending an event such as this?” I asked not to embarrass her but to simply know so that I could assist her throughout the party.
“What, you wanted to laugh at me?” she asked, annoyed.
“Of course not, I am only asking because your hand is cold and I was thinking that you would be uncomfortable if I left even for a moment.” I replied, holding back my laughter because I knew that she would never like it.
“You can go around, I can take care of myself.” she replied to me instead, and I didn’t like that or the idea that she would be alone.
“That will never happen, my Celina,” I whispered to her after I pulled her even closer, “I am not going to give those men who were drooling over you a chance to have even a single word with you.” I added, which made her look at me and roll her eyes,
“So possessive,” I heard her say that.
“Super, so you better not talk to anyone when I’m not with you if you don’t want to get f*** in front of them to show them that you are mine.” I warned her. I really hate the idea that someone will approach her.
“You told Cindy that wearing something like this was up to me. Why are you acting like that now?” she asked after we took our seats.
“Because I didn’t know that she would literally make you look like a goddess.” I answered, which made her forehead crease, “With that, wear this.” I added and took off my suit and put it on her, then we waited for the program to start while my hand was around her waist.
The cameras keep on flashing on us every time a reporter passes by our table and I can feel her uneasiness. Earlier, after the photo on the entrance, I pulled her quickly so the reporters won’t be able to ask her anything.
“Mr. Scott,” Mr. Sunji greeted me and looked at Celina. “I guess she’s Mrs. Scott?” He added and looked at me, confirming his guess. I nodded and took his hand that was offering a shake.
“Hello, Mrs. Scott,” he greeted Celina and offered her his hand as well.
“Celina, you can call me Celina Mr. Sunji.” She said as she took the handshake.
“Celina, meet my beautiful wife, Michelle.” He replied, pointing at his young wife. Both Celina and I greeted her. She offered her hand for a shake to Celina, which she took with a smile and then on me. I didn’t want to take it, but I didn’t want to embarrass Mr. Sunji, so, I did and felt her forefinger caress my palm.
I don’t know if Celina noticed it because I saw her forehead creased, but she smiled at me. Sunji. “Happy anniversary to Distellera Sunji, I can’t imagine how you are working to go this far.” She said and Mr. Sunji looked pleased.
“I worked non stop because it consumed my youth and I only had time for myself when I was this old. I was just so lucky to finally find the love of my life.” He replied and looked at Michelle lovingly.
“Your wife is lucky to have you, never doubt that. Age is just a number but the love you were offering to her is timeless and priceless.” She said and then looked at Michelle, “Right, Mrs. Sunji?” He was smiling, waiting for Michelle’s reply.
“Of course, I love Tony so much and I am content with our relationship,” Michelle replied.
“Hear that?” Celina said as she leaned on me, so I pulled her closer to me even more to show Michelle that she didn’t have a chance with me.
“The two of you must be really in love with each other.” Mr. Sunji commented.
“Definitely,” I replied and gave my wife a kiss on her forehead.
“I assumed your assistant told you about the discussion?” Mr. Sunji said, I nodded. “Then, I am going to leave you two to yourselves and let’s talk later.” He added and led Michelle to another table and welcomed the guess.
Celina sat straight as soon as they turned their backs on us, so I looked at her and found her glaring at me. I took her hand because I like the feeling whenever we touch.
“What?” I asked her, confused.
“You like that?” She asked while she rubbed her thumb on my palm and I laughed.
“You saw it?” I was amazed.
“Do you need to ask? Even Mr. Sunji saw it.” She replied.
“That’s his problem, not mine. It’s not as though I asked her to do that to me.” I told her. “Don’t get jealous because she can’t be compared to you even at the tip of your fingers.” I kissed her really hard and I had no intention of stopping until she responded, which she did actually just in time for the reporter to pass by and take our picture. Tomorrow’s news will be very interesting. I wonder how she will be able to handle them.
“Your lipstick is quite amazing that it didn’t smudge after that long kiss.” I commented and she hit me on my chest. I caught her hand and laughed after. “F***, my Celina. You are so beautiful.” I told her and her face turned red. She’s still not used to my flattering, I guess.
The program started and Mr. Sunji gave cash prizes to some mini-games and everyone would surely go home with simple but expensive souvenirs. All this time, I didn’t leave Celina’s side even if there were people who wanted to talk to me. They came to our table instead and took the chance of introducing Celina as my wife. I feel flattered every time they say I am lucky to have her because she looks smart and really beautiful.
All this time, our hands were intertwined and anyone could tell that I was so into her and that I was silently telling other men that she was mine already.
Mr. Sunji’s assistant approached me after he said his ending remarks. We followed him and ended up in a room and found him waiting for us.
“Thank you so much for coming. ” He said and offered us a seat. “What do you want to have?” He asked.
“I am full. I ate a lot because the food was all good.” Celina said, smiling, and Mr. Sunji laughed.
“You’re so lucky with your wife, that’s why I understand how possessive you are to her.” He told me and I nodded in agreement.
“But if you have coffee, I will gladly have it.” Celina said after, still smiling.
“Me too,” I added, and Mr. Sunji asked his assistant to get us our coffee. We started our discussion about the business he was trying to partner with me.
“Why do you still want to put up another business?” Celina asked. Maybe she was worried about him.
“I have a child who will inherit everything. Michelle won’t be able to get anything after I die.” He said and that shocked me. “My son made her sign a prenuptial agreement. She didn’t want it at first, but to prove to my son that she loved him, she did it. But I guess you already had an idea about her.” He added.
His assistant came in with our coffee and I took a sip, thinking about the business he wanted to do. It requires a lot of money because it was a golf course. A country club, to be exact.
“I like the idea of the business,” Celina said, and we both looked at her. “Make sure to look into my design, you might like it.” She added.
“You can make the design?” Mr. Sunji asked and she nodded.
“I can go through the process. I will submit to you my design or proposal and then you think about it. I have an engineer friend, so you can assume that everything will be in detail. Just let me know the location and the land area.” She informed us and Mr. Sunji was very happy.
“I am going to submit a proposal to you.” He said, looking at me, “Although I already had a design in mind, I still want to see Celina’s.” He added.
“You can send your proposal to my office when you’re ready, we don’t need to rush this, right?” I asked and he nodded. We ended the meeting and I looked forward to my wife’s design. I was so happy that we managed to discuss business without making Celina feel out of place.
What I didn’t expect was the news that came out the next morning.