All about you

chapter 11

Camilla

When I walked into the big room which was converted to a hall for the engagement, I was wasted, awed with the decoration and color combination, and awed that I'm in this kind of place. The last time I was in a place like this was my father's 60th birthday and honestly, the more I spend time in this place, the more I'm transported to a memory that I do not want to remember.

Vincent is a wonderful guy, at least judging by the few words that I exchanged with him, his finance Alexa is also a lovely lady, but that didn't stop me from being uneasy around them.

I smiled at intervals on their jokes about Vincent throwing an exorbitant engagement party two weeks after engaging Alexa. My eyes remained fixed on her silver engagement ring which made me anxious.

I noticed that I was already rubbing my ring finger, a habit that I thought I've gotten over, but just staring at another person's engagement ring brought it back. What was I really expecting when I agreed to come for this party? That I will not be affected by all these?

I almost flinched when I felt Damon's fingers on my spine. As if noticing how tensed and uncomfortable I am, I picked up a glass of champagne and handed it to me "are you okay? You look tensed"

I gulped down the entire content of my glass and slammed the glass on the table "I'm fine." I swallowed loudly as my eyes scanned the room for Cain. I know he really wants to get laid, but I bed him right now. "have you seen Cain anywhere?"

His brows furrowed a bit before he searched round the room "He's at the end of the hall trying to get laid."

Thought as much. I'm sorry but I'm going to be c**k blocking him tonight "need to speak with him if you don't mind." I didn't wait around for his respond as I briskly walked away. I wiped my clammy hands numerous times on my cloth before I got to where Cain is standing with a lady...a well dressed lady.

I didn't even say anything to them, I simply grabbed Cain's hand and dragged him away. I noticed the girl giving me dirty glares, but I paid her no mind. Right now, she's the least of my problem. I dragged Cain outside towards the garden.

He followed me quietly until we got to an area that isn't swamped with human beings, he regarded me skeptically until his eyes landed on my finger which was rubbing round my ring finger. Frown lines marred his forehead as his head tilted in confusion "are you okay? You're doing that thing with your ring finger"

I stopped touching it that instant as if it burned me. "I don't know what's wrong Cain, I can't help but compare but events, seeing her wearing that ring plus the decoration keeps bringing everything back."

"When did this start doing that again?" He asked, referring to ring finger. "When did you start rotating it again?"

I can see in his eyes that he thinks I've been hiding things from him. "It started inside that took, when Alexa showed me her ring." I explained, clearing that doubting voice from his head "I didn't quite notice it myself until I looked down."

"If you started doing that in there, then we have to leave." He grabbed my hand and led me back towards the hall "what should I tell your Spanish guy? Because he isn't going to let you go until you give him a valid reason."

"Don't you think that's selfish? Asking him to leave his best friend's engagement party just because I'm feeling uncomfortable about the whole thing?"

He resumed his walk "He doesn't have to drive us home, he can send his mean face driver to do that." He stopped abruptly "come to think of it, why does he need so much security around him all the time?"

I double blinked at his stupid question "he is a wealthy guy Cain, do you expect him to move around without any form of security? Even my father whose wealth doesn't equal his has security men around him twenty four hours seven days."

"Well, that makes sense." He tried to resume his walk, but I held onto him very hard. "What is it Cammy?"

"I don't think we should leave." I released a deep breath "I want to stay for him, I just need something to take my mind off the party."

His eyes darkened "I'm not letting you close that thing again. It took a year of complete hard work to get you clean, I'm not about to tint you just because of this engagement party." He admonished

"I wasn't referring to cocaine, I highly doubt you can find one here anyways. I'm talking about alcohol." I tried to run my hand through my hair but stopped when I remembered that I have pins up there "maybe a bottle of whiskey..."

"Great! Now she wants to get drunk. You think Spanish guy will appreciate you getting drunk? You'll end up embarrassing him and messing up the floor." He facepalmed himself and released huffy sighs "you have two options here, the first one is either you walk in there a stay by our side for the rest of the party without touching more than a glass of champagne or we go in there and tell your Spanish guy that we are leaving. Your call, which one will it be?"

"Let's just_"

"Is everything okay?" Damon's deep voice asked behind Cain. How come I didn't hear or see him approach us?

"Everything is fine, she just needed to take in some fresh air." Cain answered on my behalf when it was obvious I couldn't form a coherent response for his question.

"That question was for Camilla not you" Damon warned him, his eyes searching my face "are you okay? You've been out here for sometime"

I narrowed my eyes at his suspicious tone. Is he insinuating that I have something going on with Cain? "Like Cain said, I needed some fresh air, it read beginning to get stuffy in there and I couldn't breath properly."

He placed his hand on my shoulder then placed his finger under my jaw. He tilted my head upwards so that he can look me in the eyes. He studied me for few minutes, few minutes that felt like hours before he released me "do you want to go home?"

Slack-jawed, I stared at him with complete see. I was kind of expecting more suspicious questions, not an offer to take me home. In as much as that offer sounds appealing to my ears, I do not want to act selfishly "no, I'm fine now, we can return to the party."

He pulled out his phone and called his driver, he ordered him to bring the car around before disconnecting the call. "We don't have to go back if you feel uncomfortable in there, besides they've cut the cake already, which means the party is over."

"I feel bad Damon, we literally just got here. I don't want Vincent and Alexa to be mad at me."

His hand circled my waist as he led towards the hall "Vincent is aware of the fact that I'm a busy man, he doesn't expect me to stay till the end of this party, so he is not going to think I'm leaving because of you. Besides, I also have some mails to reply anyways. So we'll just say our goodbyes then be on our way."

I followed him inside while Cain returned to the black haired lady, probably to try his luck again or to get her number. We found the couple at the dinner table, where Alexa was stuffing her face with cake.

"We are about to leave, Vincent" Damon announced.

Alexa arched her brows as quickly swallowed the cake which filled her mouth. She washed it down with a glass of water before addressing Damon "it's not even up to an hour since you got here, why then are you in a rush to leave?"

"Damon is a busy guy, you should be grateful that he even stayed this long." He hugged me again "it's nice to have you here with us, I'm sure Alexa will love to have you around more often."

Thank you very much, but I don't think I have any plans to return here, besides, Alexa is standing right here, and I didn't hear her make that offer herself. The last thing I want is her being forced to entertain me just because her fiancee told her to do so. "That's lovely, I'll love that too." I replied, lying through my teeth.

Damon led me towards the front door, but I kept looking back in search of Cain. "He's already in the car, you can stop looking for him." He told me in a stoic voice, a voice void of any emotion.

I remained tight tipped throughout our journey to the car. We got into the limo, to my surprise, I saw Cain in the back seat with a glass of wine. "I got her number" he announced the moment I got into the car

"Good for you" I replied dryily. I can't help but feel Damon is upset at me for some reason unknown to me. But despite that feeling, he still pulled me closer to him, his fingers absently massaging my waist "are you angry at me?" I whispered in his ear.

His brows furrowed in confusion "I'm not angry at you. What gave you that impression?"

I lifted one shoulder nonchalantly "I don't know, but you have that closed up expression you use with others." Before he could respond, his phone rang.

A scowl appeared on his face when he saw the caller's name, he licked lips before answering the call. "No esperaba tu llamada tan pronto" (I wasn't expecting your call this soon)

Cain looked at me as if to say_is he really not going to answer that call in English?_ I avoided his eyes because honestly I don't know how to feel about that. It sound sexy to me whenever he speaks Spanish, but I can't also help but feel that he's keeping something from me. For what other reason will a man switch completely to a different language in the presence of his girlfriend?

(Silence)

"Vengo a España porque algunas personas empiezan a olvidar su lugar" (I'm coming to Spain because some people are beginning to forget their place)

(Silence)

"me entregaste el poder hace cinco años, ahora soy el jefe, no tú, así que la próxima vez, antes de emitir una orden, asegúrate de pasarla por mí primero." (You handed power over to me five years ago, I am now the boss not you, so next time, before you issue out an order be sure to run it through by me first.)

(Silence)

Unable to just stay cozied up by his side while he speaks something that I do not understand, I tried to shift towards Cain, but he tightened his hand on my waist, stopping my action. When I looked up at him with a puzzled expression, he laid a quick kiss to my lips before returning his attention to his phone call

"No quiero pelear contigo padre, estoy seguro de que mamá tampoco querría eso, así que por el bien de la paz, no dejes que esta mierda se repita de nuevo." ( I do not want to fight you father, I'm sure mum wouldn't want that too, so for the sake of peace, don't let this s**t repeat itself again.)

His nose flared in anger at what the person at the other end said. His fingers massaging mummy fist clenched, but he released it immediately as if he remembered what I told him about clenched fists.

"No la toques porque si lo haces, te mataré yo mismo, al diablo con la sangre. Estoy seguro de que no seré la primera persona en matar a su padre en nuestro mundo. Y en cuanto a Adriana, los dos pueden irse a la mierda!" (Don't f*****g touch her, because if you do, I'll kill you myself, blood be damned. I'm sure I won't be the first to kill his father in our world. And as for Adriana, you both can go f**k yourselves" he disconnected the call and cursed under his breath.

"Is everything okay?" I asked out of genuine concern.

He nodded, then pulled me closer as if we aren't close enough "spend the night at my place"

I don't think that's a very good idea. He's angry right now, and I'm not a fan of people when they are angry. "I don't think that a good idea, I promised Cain that_"

"Please," he pleaded "please spend the night at my place. We will sleep in separate rooms if that's what makes you happy."

I wanted to say no, but something in his eyes made me think otherwise "okay, I'll spend the night at your place." I think something is troubling him, and I want to be there for him despite my fears.