Meeting Him

Tiara's POV

I always love passing street lights, while travelling the roads at night. The orange glow they cast feels so warm and everything around looks so different as if they have a light of their own.

And today is one of those nights when I am enjoying the passing lights, the cold breeze with a little warmth in them, caressing my face.

Closing my eyes I let the serene moment, absorbed in my system, provide me with some sort of tranquillity.

"Close the window Tiara. The Ac is on." my serenity was broken by the voice of my aunt.

Reluctantly, closing the window I leaned my head on the headboard of my seat, closing my eyes, I tried to absorb the picture of the beautiful scenario, I just captured.

But a sound of tapping feet kept diverting my mind, "Stop worrying. Everything will be fine Celina." sighing, I said quietly, so only she can listen.

"I am fine," she said more to herself than me.

Defeated, I turned towards her, she was fidgeting with her fingers, and nervousness was clear on her face.

Placing my hand over hers on her thigh, "They love you." I said squeezing her hands in support.

"I am not sure when they didn't bother talking to me for one year," she said, sadness dripping from her voice. Not knowing, what to reply, I decided to keep quiet. Because I believe there are some situations, where your words are not enough to self-assured someone.

And what can I possibly say, after all, she has her reasons to feel this way.

I can still remember, the day she confessed to her family, that how she loves my cousin Jaxon and want to marry him, her family broke all ties with her, as they were not in favour of this marriage, for reasons unknown to me or anyone. My aunt says it's because, of how rich they are than us. It broke Celina, she was very close to her family, and from what she told, she was the Apple of their eyes. So for them to abandon her and never try contacting them was a big blow to her.

So now after 1 year when her Uncle contacted and invited us to their annual gala, she was overwhelmed with emotions. She was unable to form a decision, it was my cousin who accepted the invitation. He told her that it can be a chance when she can reunite with her family.

So here we are sitting in this Limo sent by her uncle wearing gowns and heels, heading to her maiden home. I never met her family, so I don't know what kind of people they are. But what I wish is that they are good enough to treat Celina well, as I don't think so she is emotionally ready to take any mean blows.

Soon enough I saw our drive, entering through large iron gates, entering we saw ourselves driving through a beautiful driveway surrounded by a big garden, in the centre of the garden there was a beautiful fountain situated, waters of different colours, due to the reflection of light, flowing in the circle. It was beautiful.

When the car stopped, our doors were opened, stepping down we were guided through two large doors. Passing a small hallway we were led into a big hall.

Walking into the hall I was dumbstruck, my mouth was opened agape. The hall was beautiful with expensive chandeliers hung on the ceiling, the hall was decorated with carnations and ferry lights, there were tables, waiters moving with a flute of glasses, serving.

And the hall was filled with people, who seem like belong to some magazines or tv shows. Expensive gown, jewellery..in short everything and everyone on whole was shouting 'extravagant '.

Looking beside I found my aunt, uncle and Jaxon mirroring my expression if anyone who was not least bothered was Celina.

Though everything here is glitters and wealthy, still it's not somewhere, I wish to spend my weekend, I would rather prefer being snuggled in the warmth of my bed, with a book in my hand. That's what I like doing.

Looking around, I felt as if I am in some elite boutique, as all women here were looking as if they are in some fashion week show.

And they shout money.

"Do I like good?" Celina's feeble voice reached my years.

"For the 100th time, yes. You look gorgeous " I said tiredly. I don't know why she is so conscious when she is looking breathtaking in her backless length backless, V-neck a-line dress. Her midnight black hair is styled perfectly with a tight bun, smoky black eyes, perfect makeup and the most killer is her red lipstick. One look at her and you will forget to breathe.

No wonder my cousin is a serious case of love at first sight.

(Celina's dress👇)



Chuckling, I shook my head at her silly nervousness and gave a once over to myself, and doing that only one thing crossed my mind,

If anyone who should feel conscious is me.

(Tiara's dress)



I am dressed in a black lace full-sleeved floor-length backless gown, with a slit, till my upper thighs, of the right leg. It's not the dress that's making me conscious, instead, it's my simplicity, I have done my coffee-coloured hairs in a loose bun, applied lip gloss and that's it.

I am not very fond of makeup, never have been.

"Dad" looking, where Celina is looking, I saw a couple in their late 40's, heading towards us.

The man is dressed in a black-blue colour tux with a light sky blue shirt, his black hair set perfectly.

'Celina got her looks from his father' I thought to myself. Beside him was a beautiful lady wearing a red gown, her brunette hairs left loose.

Celina took steps towards them and soon was engulfed in a warm hug by his father. The scene, actually made me happy for Celina, seeing she is warmly accepted back.

"Tiya, Don't forget what I have told you before coming here." my aunt whispered only for me to hear.

Nodding, I whispered a small yes. How can I forget those things, which I am dictated, whenever we go to any family gatherings.

Don't socialise much.

No need for friending strangers.

Talk less, be invisible..., etc etc.

Well, I'm totally fine with it, as I am quite okay being invisible, as this is something I am comfortable with, and secondly, I would be the last person anyone will want to be friends with, especially these people.

" Dad meets my in-laws," Celina's voice brought my attention back to the couples standing in front of me.

We were in between introductions with Celina's parents when suddenly everything was quiet, there was not a single sound except the music played by the band.

Looking where everyone's gaze is fixed, I forgot to breathe, descending the stairs was the most handsome man I had ever met. He was standing definition of perfection, His black tux was looking exemplary, fitted perfectly showing his abs, his long brownish hairs tied in a bun, chiselled sharp jaw, graced with beards. He was the epitome of magnetism.

His persona oozed dominance, his obsidian black eyes were silently demanding submission.

He was panty-wetting. Looking at him gave rise to various not-so-pure ideas in my brain.

Realising what the hell I am imagining, I pinched myself to break my dirty dream.

'What the hell Tiara!!! You are behaving like a horny bitch in heat... How can...'

"And you are?" a deep husky voice interrupted my self-banter.

Peering I saw the same tall dark and handsome man, who seconds ago I imagined as fuckable, looking fixedly at me, his eyes darker from close, his skin tanned, he is worth gawking, my mouth dried, I forgot everything around me, " this is Tiara, Jaxon's cousin. And Tiara this is my uncle Stefano Valentino " Celina introduces, as I seem like forgot how to talk, looking at him I saw his gaze still fixed on me,

'He must have thought that I am mute." I thought. But what caught my attention was that he was her uncle and now when I looked at him, I can see clearly that he looks older.

My cheeks were red due to embarrassment. Still, composing myself, I smiled at him, giving me a curt nod, he went to the other side with Celina and his parents, my eyes following his movements, when suddenly he turns and gave me an unknowing glance, he started meeting other people.

Feeling weird, I proceeded towards the bar, looking for something to wet my throat.

Reaching the bar I ordered a coke, gulping it in one go, I felt composed.

Still, the feeling to turn and keep looking at him tugged me from inside. Deciding that I need some fresh air, I started looking for a door outside or a balcony, looking after a few minutes, I finally found the door to the backyard, exciting, cool breeze, caressed my face, feeling a little cold, I wrapped my arms around myself, for warmth.

Looking around I found 4 garden chairs under the shed, in the garden, sitting there, I started gazing at the stars. Funding peace and distraction from my thoughts.

I am angry at myself, for thinking like that for Mr Valentino. how can I? And the second, day it's something I don't do, I never let anyone affect me like this. And neither I can. Deciding then and there that it was a teenage adoration of beauty, I decidedwwastot worth becoming weak. I am better alone.

Lost in my thought and self battle with these new emotions, I never sensed someone standing beside me, "It's too cold, to be outside." not the cold, but the deep voice made me shiver. Turning, I saw Stefano looking at the sky.

Deciding to remain quiet, I didn't answer, "So you are Jaxon's cousin?" he asked again, and this time I nodded, looking straight to nothing in particular.

"Are you mute Ms Williams?" offended by his question, I turned towards him, finding him, already looking at me with the identical intense gaze. The same look brings a tingling feeling to my belly.

Standing I faced him, "It was nice meeting you Mr Valentino." saying, a little harshly I moved passed him.

I know I wasn't angry with him, it was me I was angry with, for showing emotions. Which I don't do since I lost my parents, since......

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