Page 54 of Arrogant Playboy

Rosie: Thank you for the dress but I can’t wear it.

Daniel: Why? Do you not like it? I can send another if you wish.

Rosie: No. I love it. But my friends would know that I can’t afford anything like this.

Daniel: I convinced Louis to send dresses to each of you as a thank you for looking after Emily for him. No one will know.

That is kind of genius.

Rosie: Did everyone get a handwritten note from you then?

Daniel: No. Because I chose your dress. Matthieu chose the rest.

Rosie: So, I’m wearing this for you?

Daniel: Yes.

Daniel: It will be sealing the deal to our arrangement.

The indecent arrangement he proposed while his fingers were deep inside me. The one that I agreed to as he pulled orgasm after orgasm from my body while denying his own release. An arrangement that I might secretly want.

Rosie: And if I don’t wear it.

Daniel: Then I’m just a client and your boss’ fiancé’s friend.

Rosie: Guess you’re going to have to wait to find out.

I’m wearing the damn dress, let’s be serious.

Daniel: Hope you make the right choice. See you soon.

“Oh my god,you guys look stunning,” I say, stepping out of the elevator and into the hotel’s lobby where Ava and Georgia are waiting for me.

Georgia squeals. “You look so sparkly,” she says, rushing up and kissing my cheek. She’s dressed in a gorgeous sparkly blue cocktail dress, and Ava is in a pink sequin dress.

“Guess Louis is into sparkles.” Ava groans, not looking happy. She isn’t a pink kind of girl, which makes me giggle.

“You look fantastic though,” I say, giving her a kiss as she rolls her eyes. “Come on, let’s go.”

We arrive at the DuPont gallery, and there is a red carpet and paparazzi. This is wild for an art exhibition. We get out and the cameras start flashing before they realize they don’t know who we are. A couple of photographers take our pictures, but we walk up the red carpet unbothered as we take the glass of champagne that is waiting for us at the end and then anxiously look around for Emily. The gallery is full, and I look around the room to see if Daniel is close by, but I can’t see him with the huge crowd around us.

“Come on, let’s check out the art,” Georgia says as we make our way through the gallery. We stop and look at the art, and as beautiful as it is, I can see the pain painted onto the canvas in both of their works. We continue walking around, admiring how talented our friend is and wishing and hoping that this is the start of something spectacular for her.

Ava’s phone starts ringing and she excuses herself for the moment.

“Ladies,” Matthieu calls out to us and that’s the moment I see Daniel for the first time tonight. “You two look spectacular,” he says, greeting us. He’s dressed in a green velvet suit and Daniel in a navy blue suit. When I look over at Daniel, his eyes take in the dress he chose for me, and a wide smile lights up his face, making those dimples pop, which sends a shiver over my body. “What do you think of the event?” Matthieu asks.

“Amazing. But we knew Emily was talented, but Louis is, too,” Georgia states.

“I think your best friend is about to be the new IT girl on the art scene, people are going wild for her work.”

“They are?” Georgia asks. I look over at Daniel and he nods.

“They are selling like hotcakes,” Matthieu adds.

“Where is she?” Georgia asks him.

“She’s around somewhere. Louis is introducing her to everyone,” he explains.

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