Sleeping With The Obsessive President
Chapter 2 - Socialising
I didn't dare ask how much the necklace around my neck was.
Peter kept on telling me not to worry about it, but I couldn't help but do exactly that.
He seemed strangely happy as well, like he was hiding some amazing news from me and was waiting until the opportune moment to share it.
Sophia Quinn
Why do you seem so happy?
Peter Quinn
I got to dress up my cute little sister. How could I be anything else but happy?
He's hiding something... and I'm going to find out what!
Peter parked the car just outside of the hotel that the event was being held in and made me slip my hand around his arm as he escorted me up the stairs to the entrance.
Peter took out the two envelopes, and the bouncer nodded, allowing us both in.
Peter Quinn
There, we're inside of the hall now.
I ended up looking around and not recognising a soul.
As expected. I'm not rich or famous, so it's normal that I don't know anyone here.
Peter Quinn
Hmm... it seems like Jackson isn't here yet.
Peter Quinn
Why don't you go to the snack bar and get some food, okay?
Sophia Quinn
Peter, I think that the food at events like this are more for decoration...
Peter Quinn
Good thing that you blend in with all of this finery, my dear little sister.
He's joking about again. That's what I've always loved about Peter. He knows when to lighten the atmosphere with laughter.
Peter Quinn
Anyway, I've got to find Jackson. Go on, have fun and remember-
I ran away before he had a chance to repeat his signature line and found myself at the buffet table.
I didn't recognise half of the food labelled "Aperitifs", but I immediately was drawn to the desserts.
Chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, lemon, you name it, there was a flavour.
But I felt my mouth water as I saw the small platter of orange desserts and quickly stole a bitesize orange cheesecake.
The zest of the freshly picked orange and the juice throughout the coulis on top made me want another one and another one.
I wanted to eat another one, but I felt that it would be rude to monopolise all of the orange desserts, so I turned around and decided to search for my brother.
Hm? He's not here... perhaps he's down that corridor over there, where people seem to be walking down with great haste.
I slowly marched down, my black high heels clattering on the floor with my every movement.
As I approached the dimly lit corridor, I noticed that it seemed to be the way to the bathrooms.
As I was about to turn around, I bumped into the chest of a man and almost staggered and fell to the ground.
Misty Plume
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Who did she bump into?
A. Jackson
B. Peter
C. Some random dude
D. A pervert
Put your answers in the comment section below.
Comments
°•!¡Avery Rose¡!•°《🌙Luna🌙》
Oh! Peter has a sister complex..i see
2022-02-17
5
Esme (😜🥰Misty Army🥰😜)
This is making my mouth wter
2022-02-12
8
Sour Lemon🍋[Proud Misty Army]
Jackson dat you?
2022-02-12
9