Falling For My Ex's Uncle

Chapter 2 Ella's POV

" You have got to be the prettiest girl that I have ever seen " a smooth voice came from behind me. I rolled my eyes. Well, in my mind I did. God forbid I had done such a thing that was not lady-like in public. My mother would have me hung, drawn and quartered if I did such a thing. I had expected to turn around and see another man as old as my father behind me again. This was only the second charity ball my family had been invited to and the first had been me being polite to old men that kept being overly charming to me, let's just say. And me having to smile , laugh , stroke their ego and then let them down in a way they didn't feel offended.

Mostly I would make a small joke that I'm sure their wives would not appreciate them giving other women such compliments. It made most tuck and run. Some, even with bands on their fingers, were just uncaring and shameless. One even said his wife would welcome a mistress , so she would have more time shopping and doing other activities. He had whispered in my ear that she would even buy me a porshe as a thank you gift. How much of a horrid husband he must be that she would buy his mistress a thank you present for keeping him away from her ?

But as I inwardly gritted my teeth and turned around , I was stunned to see a very, very handsome young man who looked roughly my age. He had his hair golden blonde slicked back , his blue eyes looked down at me with a hunger I had seen before. His smile was pleasant and charming. He was handsome, that I could not deny.

I felt a nudge at my arm and looked to see mum smiling at me , but there was a look in her eyes that basically screamed" don't mess this up". That look would only come if this boy was a big deal. Mum studied all of the elite of New York , so she must know his face. She made a polite greeting and then made an excuse to leave , saying she had to find my father in the crowd, leaving me alone with this guy.

" Thank you for the compliment" I smiled at him. " No thanks, necessary, I was just telling the truth. My name is Caleb Kingsman , and you must be Ellianna Travis. The angelic pretty girl that's face has taken over the magazines and the girl that has made every eligible bachelor of New York's heart beat a little quicker, as well as the not-so free older ones" his words dripped with charm, and usually I would inwardly roll my eyes. But with him, I found myself blushing. And laughing as he nodded his head to an older gentleman, who was openly leering at me.

His eyes slid back to me and roamed again , they went all the way from my pinned-up red coppery hair, that. When it was down, was down to my bum. He looked at my fair pearly white skin that had a fair sheen of freckles dusting my skin to my green eyes and pouty lips. Then they so brazingly went down my body, to my generously sized breasts, my hour glass figure that this dress hugged perfectly my thin waist and then to my thicker thighs and bum. One magazine had even done an article on the fact they thought I had BBL (Brazilian butt lift) surgery done as well as implants. I laughed at that. Like my dad would ever let me get surgery done at such a young age, or even at all.

When he looked back up , I felt a little out of breath. Why was he affecting me so much ? Usually that sort of behavior, repulsed me.

The way he grinned when he looked back at my face made it clear he had seen the effect of his appraisal.

I coughed to clear my throat and looked away, to try and get a hold of my emotions and body, apparently. When I looked back, he looked amused and I smiled politely. " You are correct on who I am, yes. But I do not know about the rest of your statement ". Again, I was back to politeness. He laughed quietly, a low chuckle. " And she is very modest and not aware of her beauty. What a delight you are, Ellianna. Not like some of the girls that walk around here like they should be bowed to as they pass. You are a refreshing delight. That is if it is not all a charade and you actually know how stunning you are. Would you be so kind as to get a drink with me and make the rest of the men here tonight jealous", he offered me his arm.

Without even thinking, I took it. He walked me to the bar and, after the first initial flattery, and a few glasses of champagne. We actually had a perfect time that night. He soon got the gist that I didn't like to be flattered constantly, which he said was odd. Apparently, the girls of New York's elite expected that sort of flattery, apparently constantly. How draining that must be and boring to hear. How do they have any real conversations?

He had swept me onto the dance floor and the dance lessons mum had made me take came in handy. I had looked across the dance floor to see dad dancing with mum. He made me smile when he rolled his eyes while mum couldn't see. But then they narrowed on the back of boy I was dancing with. I playfully rolled my eyes back at dad and then paid attention to my dance partner. Mum had made dad take lessons too. Caleb smiled down at me. And I could help but think, why was such a handsome boy dancing with me ? Just from around the dance floor I could see many girls watching him and looking at me like I was trash.

It was also that night I had found out just what people thought of my family too. I had excused myself to use the bathroom. Mum had followed me also. And as we had gone into our stalls, a loud group of females had entered the bathroom.

And they hadn't wasted time once they were away from the function room, ripping off their polite masks and smiles and the claws had come out.

" Did you see that Travis family here ?"

" I mean they may have money, but that money is disgusting money. "

"Did you see her dancing with Caleb ? Why would Caleb associate with them ? Maybe he thinks that girl will be kinky given the app that her family has produced is a kinky s*x app, disgusting " one girl laughed.

" They have come from the middle class and expect to fit right in with us. How cute of them ? My husband is using Gordon Travis in his company. I mean my husband said the man is good and had done great work. Maybe if they had come into this world that way they would be respected more. But a s*x app for the undesirables to meet how sinful" another woman had laughed.

I sat quiet as my heart beat loudly in my chest. I hadn't heard my mum make a sound, so I knew she was sitting listening to all of this too. I looked at the fake wall between our two stalls and could only imagine the pain in her face.

It seemed none of them actually came to use the restroom. Standing up, I looked through the gap in the stall door, and all of them were just re-applying make-up.

" Tanya sent me an invitation for afternoon tea at their home. I mean what if I go and there is like s*x swings hanging where the chandelier should be ". A woman with dark hair and a lemon-colored silky ball gown laughed as she fixed her hair in the mirror. A younger girl that looked just like her was at her side. " Mum, you can not go. I mean maybe they are into swapping s****l partners. Maybe that is what Caleb is trying to find out with that girl. Maybe he heard she likes threesomes or something ". She looked almost like she was thoroughly thinking that through as well.

" Lorna ,wash your mouth out. Come on girls, let us go. I hear they are asking the men if they would like to bid for a diamond necklace as part of the fund-raiser. You know how I like diamonds" she laughed as she walked off. The gaggle of geese was following behind her. I opened my stall door when they had gone and so did Mum. When she came out, her face was full of horror, dripping white, and I felt my heart break for her.

" Mum" I tried, but she shook her head and for once in my life she looked at me angrily. " Not a word of this to your father, and don't you dare say anything to anyone else either. Let us just forget that ever happened and let us go and enjoy our night, shall we ? You have that nice boy waiting for you ". I could see the pain on her face as plain as day. But as I tried again to speak to her, she shook her head at me and narrowed her eyes. She plastered a fake smile on her face and linked arms with me and practically dragged me out of the bathroom and towards Caleb.

He smiled when he saw us approach, but now I felt like I didn't want to go near him. With what that girl had said. What if he was looking at me for the reasons she said ? But mum then practically pushed me at him. And walked off, even though she had told me not to say anything, I had asked him to walk with me. I found a quiet spot in the gardens of the huge building we were in for this event. I rounded on him and started at his face, and then I asked him.

He had looked a little excited about the fact we were alone in a dark garden, and it had at first made me think she was right, and I saw heat enter his eyes. " Are you showing interest in me because my father invented an app for s*x ? " I had practically blurted out at him. I was angry, pissed and upset and worried about my mum. The last thing I wanted was to spend more time with this boy if he just wanted me for s*x.

He had looked confused and then a look of realization had dawned on his face. " Ahh I saw Lorna and her mother and the witches of New York following you into the bathroom. Ellianna, they would have timed that because they saw you go in. Trust me, that group of women are vicious and jealous of everyone. Whatever they said would have been intentionally done for your ears, and I am guessing I was thrown into those insults. Trust me, I am not trying to get you to date me with any ill intention, I just think you are the most beautiful and real thing I have seen in a sea of fakes and snakes. You are a breath of fresh air ", his hand came up and cupped my cheek, and he smiled, which had looked like a sincere smile on his face. And I had fallen for it, hook, line and sinker. He leaned in to kiss me and I hadn't stopped him. He had kept in light just a small touch of the lips. That was the first photo that was shared of us on the news rags, headline. " New York's new youngest heart throb couple steal a kiss in private ". Obviously, not so private seen as it was everywhere.