Beautiful acquaintance

In the noisy world of the city of games, you cannot help but notice that twenty-three-year-old girl, with black hair and eyes and her lips tinged with red. Red, her favorite color. She hangs out in the busy streets of the city, on the arm of an elegant man. They finally made their way into a large casino. Everyone greets the famous couple with "oh" of admiration; They would like to be in their place: beautiful, rich and famous. The couple settles in.

- Angela, do you want to drink something? asks for, the elegant man

Since Angela left Carson City, to become a rich and famous star, she had dated every possible rich man an ambitious young woman could dream of. The latest is Wayne Davenport, a businessman who loves to play poker. One might wonder how he managed not to bet all his fortune and stay so rich. Angela is a very beautiful woman, with beautiful curves. With her natural charm and seductive talents, she easily has all the men at her feet.

- A glass of cognac. she replies

- For me too.

The server takes note and disappears as it happened.

- Tonight we are going to play with an old opponent of mine. He is new to the city so his first big night, will be with us. informs Wayne

- Really? I can't wait to meet him.

The conversation continued on more trivial topics, which annoy Angela to the core most of the time. But she has to participate so that he feels important. Her attention is drawn to the movement of the front door. The door pivots and lets in, a blonde man dressed in a white tuxedo. His features seem familiar to her as he gets closer to their table. Her eyes cross the gray gaze of the man and the truth falls on her lips.

- Antony? she whispers incredulously

- Himself, Angela. he replies, settling right in front of her

- Already know each other? Wayne's request

She takes a quick look at Antonio and hurries to answer before him.

- Oh it's just an acquaintance. It's been a very long time since we saw each other...

- And I guess you're both in a relationship?

Wayne extends his arm to put it on Angela's shoulders.

- Angela is my fiancée. We have been together for almost two years. She and I are madly in love. It's the most beautiful meeting of my life. he says

She smiles shyly at him and straighten his tie, to maintain her composure. Wayne spreads the cards on the table

- Let's get started! I bet a hundred dollars.

All of them throughout the game, they only talked about politics, football, etc. Only subjects of guys. Angela tries to maintain a smile of facade and act as if nothing had happened, but she can feel on her, Antony's insistent look. She avoids crossing his gaze, but exasperated, she gets up.

- Excuse me for a moment, I have to refresh myself a bit. I will be right back.

The others excuse her and she escape into the toilet. A few minutes later, Antony pretends to want to take an urgent call outside, but deviates to join Angela.

He finds her washing her hands in front of the mirrors in the toilet. As soon as she notices it in the reflection, she turns around sharply.

- What are you doing here?

- You are not the only one who has the right to come and make a fortune in this city. At least I do it honestly, not by selling my body. he replies, toasting her from top to bottom

- Don't insult me, Antony! Stop thinking you're a saint, you're not at all!

- Oh, yes? Why so much hate? But that's not what you once thought of me. Before I was your angel...

He gets closer, but Angela stops him.

- It was before as you said, so well. Now excuse me. MY fiancé is waiting for me.

Antony doesn't try to hold her back. She quickly goes out to find Wayne. She explains to him that she suddenly doesn't feel well anymore and that the best thing would be to go back home. She has this way of talking to him gently, so he can't refuse her anything. He then decides to leave a message for Antony who has not yet returned.