C2 Two

Nicole Vargas

"It's so itchy, get it off me!" I yelled out as I fastly unzipped the dress and let it fall on the floor. The rhinestones on this dress were horrible. I don't even know what it was doing in my closet.

"But Miss, you wore this last year at the Benefit ball. You weren't complaining." My assistant mumbled as she picked up the dress of the ground. "And we already went through thirty-five dresses. You really need to choose, the ball starts in two hours."

I let out a strangled scream as I fall on the ground. This was horrible. I didn't have anything to wear for the ball and yesterday my mom told me that Ethan Gray is also coming to the ball. I haven't seen Ethan in almost five years. After he graduated from high school in Brazil, he moved to England to live with his uncle and aunt. Last year I heard that he was the youngest and most successful CEO in the whole of England. He had quite a reputation there.

"Miss!" My assistant looked down at me and shook her head. "You need to hurry up!"

"I'm not going." I turned on my stomach and tapped with my fingers on the white marble tiles. I don't want to show up in front of Ethan in the last season dress. That would be so embarrassing.

"May I ask why?"

I rolled my eyes at that stupid question. Is she blind? "I don't have anything to wear, can't you see?"

"You have three closets with all kinds of clothes and dresses. What do you even mean?!" My assistant threw her hands in the air out of frustration. "I told you, the blue one fits you perfectly."

"But it's so out of this season." I groaned.

"You never wore it, it will not be bad at all. And the dress is one of a kind."

"Really?" I asked, looking at my assistant. "I didn't know that."

She nodded in confirmation. "Yes, it is one of a kind. That's the only reason you wanted to buy it."

My eyes shifted on the beautiful long blue dress on my bed. It was a charming round neck blue tulle one of a kind dress. I stood up and touched the material. It was so soft, better than the one with the awful rhinestones.

"Fine." I huffed, turning around to face my assistant. "I'll go."

My assistant let out a breath of relief and immediately pushed me in front of my vanity table. "Sit still, I'll do your hair and makeup quickly!."

She took a handful of my light brown colored hair and started to comb it fast and hard. I bit on my lips to not yell out of pain. After All, with beauty comes pain.

After my hair was done, she worked on my face. I didn't like to have a lot of foundation and primer on, because my face was already smooth enough. I have my own self made face mask that does a wonderful job to keep all the acne away and to keep my face fresh and clean.

She sprayed the setting spray in my face and clapped in her hands. "Done, now go put on your dress. You're already fifteen minutes late."

"It's called fashionably late." I stood up from the chair and walked over to my king size bed to put on my dress. It fitted me like a glove.

"You will be the most beautiful lady at the party!" My assistant hushed excitedly as she spun me around to admire the dress from all different angles and views. "Now, hurry up. The limousine is waiting for you outside!"

I grabbed my diamond clutch and stuffed my phone, keys, and hand sanitizer in it and hurriedly walked downstairs followed by my assistant. Dani, my bodyguard was waiting for me at the door. He gave me a curt nod and opened the door for me. I walked outside and stepped in the limousine.

During the ride, I fixed and reapplied my makeup. I think I should buy a new setting spray, because this one is doing an awful job. I groaned inwardly as I applied my highlight for the third time. I picked up the phone next to me to call the driver.

"Good evening Miss Vargas, how can I help you?" His raspy voice asked as he opened the window so I could see the back of his head.

"Is there any cosmetic store open? I need to buy a new setting spray."

"I'm sorry Miss, but no. All stores are already closed."

"Okay, it's fine I will make this work," I muttered and put the phone down. I looked back in the mirror and finished my makeup.

Suddenly the limousine stopped and when I looked outside we were already at the place of destination. Even from outside, I could see that It was crowded with Armani suits and designer dresses. All the rich and first-class people of brazil were here.

The door at my side opened and I stepped out. Back straightened, chin high, and smile wide. I walked with confidence to the main entrance of the ballroom. When the security saw me they immediately led me in, because they recognized me as the daughter of brazil's most richest and powerful CEO.

When I entered the ballroom, all pairs of eyes were at me. The admiring look on men their faces and the envious look in women their eyes. They were all looking at me as I was making my way towards my parents who were standing in the corner talking to a guy I don't recognize.

His back was faced towards me, but I could tell that he was young and handsome.

"Hey mamãe, Papai." I greeted with a smile. My mom looked up at me and smiled contently.

"You look stunning." My mom smiled at me and took me into a hug. "I'm so glad you came because I want to introduce you to someone who might help you to fulfill your dreams."

I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion at the last part. What does she mean?

I turned around towards the stranger and my breath almost stopped. I gaped openly as I observed his sharp jaw, chin, and cheekbones. On either side of his straight nose were two blazing hazel eyes. Spiked, warm brown fringed with smooth green. His dark brows were actually graceful but currently furrowed in a frown. He was a few inches taller than me and his tousled dark brown hair was glistening in the moonlight illuminating from the window.

He was an eye candy.

A total hottie.

I didn't realize he was greeting me until my mom nudged me from the side. I instantly came back to my senses.

"Good evening Miss Vargas." His voice was deep. He had that rich, silky tone that whenever he spoke, every head in the room would turn.

I smiled kindly at him. Showing off my set of white teeth. "Good evening Mr..." I rose up an eyebrow at him because he hadn't introduced himself yet.

"Gray," he said with a small smile.

"Ethan Gray."