Enzo's POV
Her body swirled in rhythm with the music as it played loudly in the background.
Her tight-fitted gown, which hung perfectly on her body, barely covered her butt as she bent low, positioning her nicely shaped ass over my chest.
A pulse of adrenaline surged through my body.
I could feel my cock hardening at the instant.
Slowly, I rose from my seat, a glass of wine in one arm, my cock pressing hard against her butt; the sensation consuming as our body moved in sync.
Pleasure pulsed through me, deep and intense. Every second of the moment blazed into my memory.
The music suddenly stopped, and I bit the inside of my lip hard.
"Babe, let's go to the lounge," Ella said, her lips curling into a sly smile.
Without hesitation, I took a sip of my wine, grabbed her waist, and hurried up the stairs with her.
My hands trailed over her body ravenously as soon as the door shut behind us.
My lips brushed over hers intensely, like a hungry lion over its prey.
I couldn't tell for sure if it was the effect of the alcohol or the fact that I was finally free from bondage; spending two long years with someone my heart never truly wanted.
Plus, the fact that Ella had a well-structured body, built with oversized butts that suited her burst size perfectly; the kind of body I had always craved.
My tongue ravished every corner of her lips, and she responded eagerly, her hands running through my curled hair, sending sparks through my body.
I continued tracing her body, my hands moving over her thighs, slowly pulling up her panties.
She was already wet, which felt decent in my heart. Slowly, I pushed her over the bed and pulled off my pants.
My gaze scanned her coiled-up body, legs opened invitingly...
*****
"You enjoyed it, right?" Ella asked, and I nodded, my entire body still reeling from the moment.
Sex with Bianca had always been dull. She never truly moaned, never touched me, never showed any desire like Ella did.
All she do was lay still like a log of wood while I did all the work.
We had barely been intimate five times in our entire relationship, and each time was just as unexciting and regretting as the previous.
As her thought emerge in my heart, I felt a twinge of pity.
Poor thing. She had to return the little money I had sent to her account, but now, how would she survive out there?
Her pride wouldn't let her take the money and start over. I scoffed at the thought.
"That's what you've been missing all these years. But never mind, now that she's gone, I'm all yours," Ella said confidently. "I'll keep making you happy; as long as you hurry up with the marriage proposal." she added.
I looked at her, her bright smile still just as captivating.
"That's alright, baby," I replied, reflecting on the proposal.
"But we just have to wait a little longer since the divorce is barely a week old." I replied examining her reaction, "That way, the media won't add juicy spices to the news. You know how detrimental that would be to the company," I declared, and she nodded understandably.
"But, babe…"
The beep from my phone interrupted the moment, and I rolled over, stretching my arms to retrieve the phone from under the pillow.
"Hello," I greeted, puzzled as to why my PA had called directly.
"The boss's engagement party is in two days, and he wants everyone working in the team to be present. You will be receiving your invitation shortly. Come along with your spouse, that's the boss's order," the PA declared before hanging up.
I dragged the phone from my ear, my gaze shifting between the screen intermittently.
The boss's engagement?
Alex Wood was known as a ruthless billionaire who never showed interest in women nor had any close friends.
"Who was that?" Ella asked, curiosity flashing in her eyes, demanding an answer.
"Get ready. We have a party to attend in two days."
*****
Two days later
We arrived at the venue on time, just to secure a spot and a place on the boss's list.
The exterior of the magnificent building screamed wealth and power.
Luxurious cars of different models were parked in the lot, among which mine was the least expensive.
I held Ella's arm as we walked to the entrance, showing our ticket before gaining access to the hall.
The sight before us left us both speechless and in awe.
Decorations made of gold covered the walls, sparkling chandeliers hung everywhere, and the entire hall glowed in bright red and white lights.
It was breathtaking.
"Would you like a drink?" a waiter asked, offering a tray of wine glasses.
"No, don't bother," I replied, turning to Ella, who stretched out her hand to pick a glass, took a sip, and inhaled deeply.
"This place is gorgeous!" Ella exclaimed in awe, looking around.
I guided her through the crowd to find an empty spot at the far left end of the hall.
As we walked through a side entrance, someone accidentally bumped into us, making Ella's glass slip from her hand and shatter on the floor.
"Are you blind?" Ella exclaimed.
"I'm so sorry for…" she trailed off as our gazes met.
My heart quickened.
What was she doing at such a grand party full of dignitaries? I bet her poor, silly self couldn't even afford to be a waiter in a place like this.
But to my surprise, she was dressed in a stunning, expensive sparkling gown, adorned with costly jewelry, and her makeup made her face glow.
My skin crawled.
Her elegant, form-fitting, short dress had a slit that revealed just enough of her thighs, showing a version of Bianca I had never seen before all these years
My mouth dropped in awe.
I never knew she was this beautiful and stunning.
"You?" Ella barked.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice almost wavering.
"I should be asking you the same question," she replied, rolling her scornful gaze over Ella, whose arms clung tightly to mine.
"Oh, poor thing, she's even wearing expensive clothes. I bet she stole them from a store," Ella mocked, but I remained quiet.
Her appearance blew me off my feet.
"I don't have time for your silly words. By the way, welcome to my party," Bianca declared, moving past us toward the reserved entrance at the other end of the hall.
"Your party? You must be joking. Such a poor lowlife like you? That would be in your next fifth lifetime," Ella mocked, but surprisingly, Bianca never stopped in her tracks nor responded.
I bit my lower lip as Ella pulled me forward. Sluggishly, I followed her to the empty seat where we sat.
My thoughts never left the event that had just unfolded moments ago.
She appeared more confident, beautiful, and sexy than before.
Shortly after, the crowd erupted in cheers, and we all stood up.
The excitement in the air was intense.
It felt like the welcome party of a president.
Bright spotlights focused on the stage, where a huge number of bodyguards surrounded the podium, making sure no one got too close.
"He's wealthier than I ever imagined," I muttered, still waiting to see who was stepping forward.
The cheers grew louder as a lady approached the stage, but the crowd blurred my vision.
"The boss's fiancée is here!" the anchor announced.
I stretched my neck, eager to catch a glimpse of the stunning lady who had captured Alex Wood's interest.
"She must be the luckiest woman in the world," I murmured under my breath.
My gaze remained fixed on the stage, desperate to see her face…