CHAPTER 18

We were in the car on the way to the gala. I looked to my side and smiled when I saw how delicious my husband looked in a tuxedo. In addition, he now wore his hair a little longer and was combed back which gave him a more manly appearance because his features could be more dazzled. I ran my hands over my blue chiffon dress that I had bought the day I went shopping with Jhon and Sofía. My mop of red hair was in a braided updo with some loose strands, plus I was wearing long blue earrings and a matching bracelet. My makeup was a bit smoky to highlight my eyes and I painted my lips a matte red tone, at first it seemed too much, but when I asked Demetrious if it was excessive; It seemed to him that I looked very good. The car stopped at the entrance to the Montage Beverly Hills Hotel. Immediately the valer parking opened for us and I got out with the help of Demetrious who held out his hand to walk to the entrance.

"You are very cold, darling," he looked at me worriedly.