Debauchery At The Dinner Party Novels & Stories

He knew about the assassins. “Let’s continue the party.” He said. “If you are all done with dinner, we can continue to the playroom for dance or whatever games you had in mind.” Their family only nodded as a few of them chose to leave for a while to smoke while Olivia and other women did their usual duty of checking the snacks and the menu since a few of their food had been tainted with poison. She finally stood and quickly left the hall as Ciel caught up. “Do you play poker? We should play.” Ciel said.

That evening, Claude returned in triumph with Victoria. But when he pushed open the doors to the banquet hall, he was dumbfounded. The wine hadn't been decanted, the seating arrangements were chaotic, the newly appointed Gamma was in a fluster, and they'd even forgotten to adjust the lighting over the main table. Claude stood at the entrance, his brows knotted tight. Yet, the atmosphere of the party forced him to maintain appearances. I sat in a corner of the hall, squeezed onto a table with ordinary patrol warriors, watching this farce unfold.

They all laughed, the sound filling the room with warmth. "Let's have dinner." George said, and we all settled at the table. The spread was magnificent—roasted chicken, herb-roasted potatoes, seasoned vegetables, fresh bread, and desserts that looked far too expensive for an ordinary dinner. "How about everyone else? I thought you were having a party." "A party of four," he teased, his eyes twinkling. "Deb wanted a close family circle." "And you invited me. Thank you." My voice softened, genuinely touched. "Well, enjoy your meal."

The banquet hall sparkled with champagne, fine wine, and dazzling lights, creating a scene of vibrant festivity. When Phoebe and Kimberley entered, they immediately turned heads, causing quite a stir. The gazes of the men at the party, bold with greed and unrestrained desire, fell upon them with blatant admiration. Kimberley remained poised and confident, clearly experienced in handling such grand occasions. In contrast, Phoebe's palms were clammy with nervous sweat. The traumatic memories from her past still haunted her, and it had taken a tremendous amount of courage to convince herself to accompany her director tonight.

“Hazel knew how to conduct herself properly. This one is just…” “A disaster waiting to happen.” I smirked at that. Though I’d never wanted to attend this party, watching Kimberley make a fool of herself was quite entertaining. The dinner bell rang then. People began moving toward the tables. I stayed pressed against my wall, watching Kimberley stumble slightly as Father led her to the head table. This was the woman who’d stolen my life. This vain, drunk, bratty child who couldn’t even get through one evening without embarrassing herself and her mate.

and Jeremy seemed very incapable of doing that, she wanted to be faraway from home, she wanted freedom. “Mom...! Aunt Petra is mimicking a meowing cat!” Robert and Roberta chorused, invading her thoughts. She sighed because she knew it would be a matter of time before they start arguing about who the copycat is, forgetting they are twins and it was reasonable if they do things at the same time. *** The exquisite booming party was filled with prominent men and high-class women who flashed their designers bags or bracelets at any chance they find. Different varieties of continental foods and drinks, everyone was winning and dining happily.

He looked totally different from the first time she met him. Delilah passed no comment even in her head. After Theodore, it was Tamar who was a little well-acquainted with her. But she too was busy drinking and making out with her boyfriend on the dance floor. Once again Delilah noticed that the party was crazy and she desperately needed to get out of here. Stupid bets were being played around. The entire house had a disgusting stench of cigarettes and alcohol. A few girls couldn't handle much alcohol and emptied their stomachs on the floor, and everybody was making out wherever they wanted to.

During the course of the event, Debby excused herself and was heading towards the bathroom, when she suddenly bumped into Edna. “Enjoying the party dear sister?” Edna asked with an evil smirk on her face. “What do you want Edna? I thought our last encounter was enough? Why are you bugging my life?” Debby asked, feeling pissed already. “Shut up you whore! You come to the party with my husband and think I would just let things slide? Are you daft?” Edna’s comment took Debby aback for a moment and she closed her eyes and sucked in her breath, trying not to be angry at an important occasion like this one.

“Everything’s going great at my father’s office, I’m making new friends at school, and I will be officially engaged within the hour.” “It sounds like you're a lucky girl,” Jennifer agreed. “I am fortunate,” I said. “The menu at this dinner party will be talked about until next season. Cook is preparing my favorites like steak tartare and Vichyssoise.” “It’s going to be quite a dinner,” Jennifer said. I had to smile at the pride in her voice. “Only the highest-ranking Alphas have been invited.” “It should be quite a night,” I agreed. But a few minutes later, I was almost ready for the party when my nerves kicked in.

" Kirsten giggled and my eyes went to Debby, who was getting the bottle. I nodded and bit my lip again. Both of them roared and were happy about my little revealing. "I knew it..." Kirsten giggled and when Debby was back at the table, the two tried to stop laughing and enjoying their new knowledge, but it only got worse. They just needed to laugh more and couldn't stop. I shrugged innocently when Debby gave me an annoyed look. "I did not say anything!" Debby wanted to walk away from our table again and I stopped her. "Where do you want to go?" "Go dancing! ...Come on you stupid women...' Kirsten and Jane jumped up and rushed after Debby. We loved those little diner parties, they were always