Chapter Thirty Five

Arian

Parties have never been my forte. Ever since I could remember, I always liked to be in an isolated corner, watching everyone else mingle and dance. This party is no different from the ones I was forced to attend with Rafael but the only good thing about this, is that I don't have to force myself to act like someone I am not.

With Rafael, I had to plaster a smile on my face, greet people I didn't ever want to know because they were either in his same line of business or were just pompous idiots who thought the world was their footstool.

I'm the odd one out at this party; dressed fully in my jeans, shirt with my leather jacket tied around my waist while the females are dressed in swimsuits of different designs and the males in swim trunks.

Hell, even Mr Cruz who'd been fully dressed like her just an hour ago has changed into a white linen shirt and board shorts and is busy conversing with his friend and twin sister.

Mrs Gabriella Wilson came with her children's nanny who is looki