Chapter 127 Jealous
I march towards them, keeping my burning gaze locked on the back of her head. On my way I pick a glass of wine from the tray of a maid that was passing by. With my intention fixed and my deadly glare set I make my way to Darius's side, putting on a wicked smile.
"Oh hello" I beam cheerfully, batting my eyelashes at her. Her gaze snaps to my form, her posture immediately loosening and her face contorting into a frown.
"Excuse me?" her annoying voice comes.
"You're excused" I loop my arm around Darius's, snapping my gaze to his face to see an amused brow raised at me. I glare at him, ignoring his expression and facing the intruder.
"Sorry, where are my manners?" I grin.
"I'm Audrey, Audrey Lockhart. His fiancee" I tell her with a touch of bitterness in my tone.
I watch her eyes roam my form before they snap back to me. "Oops!" I gasp, throwing the drink in my cup unto her dress, making a huge blotch on it.
Her gaze widens and she exchanges looks between myself and her dress, staring at me surprised. I blink at her innocently, pretending like I didn't just pour red wine onto her dress. She grumbles and walks off, her shoes making noise as it hits the ground and she departs.
I watch her form depart and when she's far enough, in order words not in my like of sight anymore I turn to Darius. He looks down on me, cocking his head to the side.
"You should have told her off before I had to" I almost growl, glaring hard at him. "She wants to sink her claws into you and you have no idea!" I find myself rambling but I'm too annoyed to care. Darius just watches me, a small smile creeping onto his lips and turning into a full smirk
I stare at him confused before turning aroundu and storming off. Where? I don't know, all I knew was I didn't want to look at his annoying sexy face any longer. Why did he have to be so attractive and beautiful! Ugh!
I'm fuming by the time I reach Lady Monica, she looks me over and notices my angry mood.
"What's wrong princess?" She asks, concern etched on her face. "Did you find His Highness?"
"Yes and he was talking to that harlot! Can you believe that!?" I ask, my tone high pitched and my face squeezed with rage. I could tell my face was already red by now.
"He was talking to her? Is that it?" She asks and I'm at a loss of words, really. Talking to her is as bad as it gets, who knows she would have tried to kiss him if I hadn't showed up.
"She could have done worse!" I argue, folding my arms against my chest and glaring at the ground, drilling holes into it.
"I think you should take a deep breath princess, you're a little je-"
"No, I'm not! Don't even say that" I cut her off, feeling smoke coming out from my ears at this point. I should have poured her some piping hot tea instead!
"I think you're angry because you saw him spending time with this girl..." She watches me glare at her and she corrects herself "Harlot"
"You love him, it's natural to feel.. Angry at times when you see him with someone else, even if it's talking. Just go talk to him" she advises, rubbing calming circles on my forearm with her thumb.
"N-no! I won't go" I refuse. "I won't talk to him for the whole night then we'll see how he likes it" I mumble the last bit to myself but I'm sure Lady Monica heard me. She shakes her head at me, trying her best to hide a smile. I frown at her, astonished that she would be laughing in such a situation.
"Sorry my princess" she apologises, a goggle slipping through her lips. "I just find it amusing how I also went through this very protective stage, during the beginning of Lord Bernard and my relationship I was exactly like this. It means you love him very much my princess"
I try to hide the blush that blossoms across my cheeks. My anger was subsiding but I was still going to make it hard for Darius if he tried to talk to me. See how he likes it.
"I-ill be back"
I dismiss, walking away with quick strides. I had made it to the middle of the ball when I felt a strong pull on my wrist, so strong that it brought my body turning and crashing into a strong chest. I pulled back, staring straight at a red material, strong possessive hands encircling my waist. I looked up to see Darius's grinning face. I narrowed my eyes into a glare, immediately trying to pull away but to no avail.
He pulls me flushed to him, my breasts pushed up against his chest. He brings his face impossibly close to mine, making my breathing increase at our close proximity. I couldn't stop my heart from racing and my skin from burning at his touch.
Corporate with me body just this once!
His lips caress my ear and it send shivers down my spine, suddenly I can't remember why I was mad in the first place.
"Dance with me?" He asks, a hand gliding across my waist to take hold of my hand. He guides me to the floor and soft orchestra plays in the background. We take our positions and I slip my hand around his neck and everyone clears way for us. I continue to glare hard at him as we begin gliding across the floor, our steps in sync. I can tell people are watching and from the side of my eye as Lady Monica and baby Gina throw me a thumbs up.
"You look so cute when you're jealous" Darius chuckles lowly, the rich sound vibrating through his body and causing my body to vibrate as well. I try to ignore the tummy tickling butterflies in my stomach.
"I'm not jealous" I lie. "I have no idea what you're talking about" I deny, gazing away with fake innocence.