Chapter 24 Nikolai's First Compliment
Isabella couldn't count how many times her eyes had hovered on that note piece. Her eyes scanned the words over and over.
What party?
She wondered, not informed of any party.
She looked at the box. It was yellow in colour secured tightly with a blue ribbon.
"Sister, what's that?"
Daisy's voice cut through her thoughts.
"I'm not sure, Daisy. It says party, I'm not sure. There's a box too."
Isabella has never been one to hide anything from her sister.
She always told her everything except for what her job was at the club and now, her naughty stuff with Nikolai.
She was never going to tell her. She was still small and didn't need to know any of that.
"Ayla, mentioned it when she was here, she's attending the party too. You should go, sister." Daisy said. She didn't want her sister to miss any fun because of her.
"Daisy, that's not-"
"You've been doing so much for me. You will be back, right? You're not going to stay there forever."
Isabella shook her head.
Why did she feel like Daisy was pushing her away.
"I never said I was going to attend. I don't know anyone there, so why should I go? I've been away from you so much, I will stay with you tonight.
Also If I went who would take care of you?"
Isabella decided not to go.
She didn't care about the box either. She tossed it on the bed carelessly.
Daisy took the box in her little fingers and moved closer to Isabella.
"I want you to go sister? Please... I'm begging you to attend the party. Then, you can bring me lots of presents." She placed the box on palms.
Isabella felt Daisy was acting weird.
If anything she was supposed to beg her not to attend.
She could still remember how, Daisy always begged her every day to spend the night with her. That she was bored of going to Serah's place but she didn't because I had to earn money for the both of us.
So definitely she was acting weird.
She sighed again, saying no, to Daisy requests made her stomach sour but she had to.
This was after all a ridiculous request.
She hadn't even said anything when Daisy, left the bed and went on her knees, crying in between her lap.
"Don't say no, sister, please. Go go go... Attend the party and bring me good stuff."
She cried - real tears- leaving her eyes hefty.
"Daisy," Isabella called softly,
She took a deep breath in.
"Fine. I will attend the so-called party."
Instantly, Daisy turned jittery.
Wasn't she crying a few seconds ago?
"Open the box. Open the box." She chanted, jumping up and down.
Isabella chuckled, so naive and innocent.
She untied the blue ribbon and removed the cover of the box.
In it was a red gown with a shoe and bag to match.
"Wear it. Wear it. Wear it." Daisy chanted.
Okay, fine!
Isabella slipped into the bathroom and changed her outfit.
The red gown hugged her body like a second skin.
It was an off- shoulder neckline dress that showed a lot of cleavage. It had a high end slit from her upper thigh down to the end of the dress.
A lump formed in her throat. She struggled to swallow it down as she walked out of the bathroom.
Her eyes caught Natalya sat on her bed while she played with Daisy.
"What are you doing here?"
Natalya couldn't speak for a second.
she stared eyes wide open as she looked at Isabella in awe.
She looked so fucking beautiful.
Her curves were more prominent. Her breasts fuller and ass more out with a cinched waist.
She was drop dead gorgeous.
She finally looked away, clearing her throat.
"Umm... I was thinking of helping you out with your hair and make-up. You don't need the makeup, since you're already beautiful."
Isabella's heart melted at her words.
No one had called her beautiful except her friend, Serah and Daisy and a few drunkards at the club who wanted to get under her dress.
"T- Thank you," she stuttered, a surge of electricity zapping through her.
"So... Can I? I - I mean your hair?" Natalya didn't know why but she really wanted to be close to Isabella.
She felt a deep sister connection with her although she knew they weren't related. But still... She tried her best.
Isabella nodded.
'Maybe, she's not bad at all and should allow her some grace,' Isabella pondered.
As she sat against the vanity chair, she saw Natalya smile happily from the peripheral version.
An hour passed, and Natalya was barely done with her hair.
Her bouncy hair that fell on loose waves was a bit tough for Natalya to strengthen but she finally did it.
She didn't apply much make-up to her face. She only curled her lashes and applied mascara. A red shimmering lips gloss and highlighter against her cheek bones.
Isabella looked into the mirror.
A smile creeping up her lips.
She felt utterly beautiful.
Her hair was styled in a slick bun with only a few strands curled at the right side of her face.
A piece of silver earrings dangling on her ears.
"Thank you." Isabella appreciated.
"You're welcome. Time to go. We're already late." Natalya said hurriedly.
Holy shit!
Isabella turned to the clock and truly they were.
10: 17 pm.
Her heart dropped.
The note said, 10:00.
She felt Natalya dragged her wrist as they made it down the stairs.
No need to worry. Daisy was already long asleep before Natalya was half styling Isabella's hair.
Nikolai sat across the cushion, legs crossed over the other and his eyes, fixed on his phone.
Whatever he was doing, Isabella didn't care.
"Nik!" Natalya shrieked and dragged Isabella with her as they approached him.
Just then did Nikolai move his eyes from his phone to them.
His eyes landed on Isabella first, eyes growing dark as he took in her appearance.
He had picked the perfect dress for her body and height.
His gaze on her was obscene and possessive.
He felt a rush of blood flow to his dick.
He swallowed hard.
Hands itched to bend her over the cushion and fucked her till she collapsed.
Isabella avoided his gaze but she could feel his eyes on her.
And it made her pussy clench as she remembered how he fingered and smacked her cheeks in his office.
She staggered back a little, when he stood and covered the space between them.
Her breath caught in her throat, when he leaned in as she felt his warm breath against her exposed neck.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Isa." His voice was low and breathy.
And it just made the core between her legs water in an instant.