Chapter: The ballet presentation

Chapter: The ballet presentation

Whenever we had ballet presentations it was chaos within the order, that is, the production ran from one place to another organizing everything behind the scenes and we were in the dressing rooms finishing getting ready while our ballet instructor Angelina told us to hurry up and He helped us with the last details of our hairstyle, wardrobe or makeup.

It was always like that and I wasn't going to lie, I liked that nervous emotion before going on stage.

Dancing was my passion and I loved this place.

I hadn't heard from Hades Parker since yesterday, he didn't respond to the message last night where I sent him the invitation or anything, that's what I didn't understand about him, that he didn't respond or write a message, I think I had to start telling Hades that I would very much like to receive a good morning or good night message when we were not together, or simply that he would send me a message to find out if he was still alive or not.

"Men".

I finished putting hairspray in my hair so that no strands of my high bun would move, and Angelina placed a little more glitter on the cheekbones of my face in light touches with her fingers.

"Nube, someone in the locker room hallway is looking for you," Angelina informed me, "he said he's your doctor, if you're pregnant or suffering from some illness, it's better that you let me know now before you go out and ruin the presentation..."

Huh?

I frowned, my doctor? disease? pregnant...?

Holy cow, a baby, I don't think so.

"No, I'm not sick," I interrupted her. "My doctor, you said?"

"He's outside," Angelina said and she went with another of the girls to touch up her makeup.

Outside?

But who had come to talk to me now?

Uhm...Hades?

Without being able to help it, I smiled thinking that it was him.

I turned around and left the dressing room, as soon as I crossed the hallway I stopped dead when I saw Hades there.

Holy cows of the gods.

He had his back to me taking a call, my eyes slid over his body, he was wearing an elegant dark sweater that clung very well to his wide and muscular back, pants that highlighted his good legs and his elegant bearing as he stood as if he were waiting. a picture.

How beautiful you are, my adonis.

What a sexy man...he always seemed like an eye drop to behold.

I approached him at a slow pace, I saw him hang up, turning towards me while he put the phone in his pocket, his gaze with golden eyes locked on me and my heart skipped a beat as it always did when he just looked at me, his lips stretched into a slight smile and said:

"You are beautiful, Nube."

Damn, but she always knows what to say to keep me stupid.

He asked me if one day, this feeling of immense joy that I felt every time I saw him was going to change.

My entire face turned completely red.

"Thank you, Dr. Parker." I whispered, almost out of breath.

No, I think I was never going to get over what I felt for him, when I fell in love with Hades it wasn't half, it was completely, I jumped without a parachute and without fear of crashing again.

"You're nervous," Hades noticed and then I realized that I was playing with my intertwined fingers.

You have to start controlling your body language, Nube.

"A bit." I admitted.

"Don't be," Hades said, "you know what you're doing and you'll do it excellently."

I smiled a little at him without being able to help it and crossed my arms suddenly feeling that the fabric of my ballet costume was rubbing too much against my hardened nipples.

My body always reacted to him.

What a disaster Nube, you're not wearing a bra.

I felt the blush deepen more on my ears and neck. Hades looked at my neck, surely he was seeing the necklace where the ring he had given me hung and the key pendant that he had also given me, I carried both with me.

"Uhm, I thought you weren't going to come." I commented.

He didn't look away from me and asked:

"Why not?"

"You did not answer me." I blurted out, I was literally waiting almost all last night before falling asleep for him to answer my message or at least for him to write me something in the morning, but that didn't happen.

Hades seemed to understand and nodded.

"Oh, I did get the message," he said, "I just didn't think I should respond."

Huh?

I narrowed my eyes.

Did he mean it? Didn't you think he should respond or at least write to me? I clenched my jaw in annoyance on the verge of starting to complain to him, but Hades looked as if he didn't understand what he had done wrong and that was when I remembered that maybe all of this was normal for him, that he didn't see the reason for my annoyance.

His condition...

I held my tongue and looked at him, he was looking at me expectantly.

Take a deep breath, don't explode.

I was filled with patience and said:

"Usually in a relationship it is normal to write several messages and respond with others, it is... what normal couples do, you know?"

Hades blinked a few times as if he was processing what he was telling him.

Interesting that Mr. Know-It-All apparently didn't completely know everything.

"I've answered your messages," he said as if he didn't understand me, of course, he didn't see it as if the messages were something everyday to pass the time and find out about the other person.

“I mean chatting through messages, sending photos, videos or voice notes from your day,” I explained.

His brow furrowed a little, seeming somewhat confused at my explanation.

"And to what end?" He asked.

Uhm, Hades was obviously not one to chat, of course he was a very busy man.

What a strange feeling it was to have to explain something to the man who had taught me everything.

"Sometimes when you miss someone you chat through messages and talk about whatever, everyday things, I said, calls and stuff, not just an unexpected video call in the middle of the night for sex."

It wasn't like I didn't like that unexpected sex call, but I wanted to feel close to him, even if it was through messages.

Hades seemed to understand my point.

"I never did that chatting thing, I see it as a waste of time," he explained, "I'm sorry if I made you feel bad for not doing it."

I smiled a little because apparently Hades didn't know, he was very new to this relationship thing.

I shrugged my shoulders and said:

"Thanks for coming."

Hades nodded his head as the only response, and said:

"I came to tell you something."

His sudden comment made me look at him expectantly.

"What?" I asked.

He took a step towards me and caressed my chin, the simple touch of his gave me warmth and I took a deep breath, he felt like being at home.

"I want you to go directly to the dressing room at the end of the presentation," Hades continued, "and don't come out until Demitri comes for you."

Huh?

I looked at him confused, he remained serious and inscrutable as always.

"Why?" I asked, it seemed like something very specific, almost like I was in danger.

"Because he will take you." He answered simply.

Something didn't fit.

"Hades," I said, "I feel like there's something you're not telling me."

Hades tilted his head slightly to the side, still looking at me.

"Like you." He blurted out.

I swallowed heavily.

"Oh?-" I expressed confused, Hades lowered his voice and murmured:

"Gabriel saw us yesterday, you didn't want to worry me and you talked to him."

Oh.

So Hades had seen it, and in fact he did know that I even talked to him about it.

I was left with nothing to say, but he was going to tell him, only he never answered my call.

It wasn't my fault that he didn't answer or call me back.

I was going to tell Hades this but suddenly the girls started leaving the dressing room and Angelina called me because the presentation was about to start and we had to get into position.

I turned around and was going to leave, but Hades grabbed my wrist, I turned to look at him, he kept his gaze fixed on me and asked:

"Do you trust me?"

I didn't hesitate a bit when I answered:

"I trust you."

Hades nodded and let go of me.

"See you later." He said.

"Okey." I whispered, still somewhat confused, and went with the girls to the side that faced the stage. However, I looked back to see if Hades had already left and to my surprise I saw him at the end of the hallway talking to a woman.

But she wasn't just any woman, I could remember her, her gothic and strange appearance, she was the girl I ran into at university and who helped me cover the wound when I accidentally cut my arm that time I ran away in terror when Hades was giving the signal. kinds of industries.

Did they know each other?

Angelina pushed me to continue walking to the stage, but my mind only thought that something strange was happening here.