The beautiful goddess

Anne made sure not to utter a single word even though she was shivering in fear of getting busted by the man.

"I said who's that!?" The man said aggressively.

Anne heard the voice and the footsteps of the man coming closer in her direction. Her body was trembling in fear and suddenly, she heard a loud scream.

"Ahhhhh!!! What are you doing in a ladies' restroom?!?" An old lady who just got to the restroom screamed at the man, hitting him with her handbag.

Anne heaved a sigh of relief and mentally thanked the heavens for the drama that just happened.

The man had no other option but to leave the restroom before the security gets involves. He was only pissed that he didn't get to find out who was eavesdropping on his wicked conversation about killing Mr. Ross.

Anne's house***

Anne had a lot on her mind after finding out that someone was planning to kill Mr. Ross. She hasn't told anyone yet not even Mr. Ross himself because she doesn't know how to tell him.

Nevertheless, she had it in the back of her mind that she was going to tell Carl for sure.

It was some minutes past 7 pm and Carl was standing in front of his Rolls-Royce parked outside Anne's house. Mr. Ross's birthday party was supposed to start by 7 pm but Anne was still inside her house, taking forever to get prepared. One of the many reasons was that she left the hotel late.

Carl kept on staring at his watch, with his other hand in his pocket, waiting for Anne to finally get prepared.

He was putting on a plain scarlet color suit with no inside shirt, just his vest exposing his toned chest muscles that would draw anyone to stare at it with a dropped jaw.

He was also putting on scarlet red oxford shoes that matched his suit. Everything was uniform, with no color darker or brighter. The bright scarlet color he chose suited him perfectly well, making him look like a god of seduction.

Carl wanted to buy Anne a beautiful dress that has the same color as his suit to make it look like they were really a couple. He was sure that Anne would love the dress because he felt it was beautiful enough and it'll suit her well but Richie managed to convince him not to buy a dress at all for Anne.

Richie, being a big mouth had told Anne about Carl's plan which was surprising her with a dress but Anne had something else in mind to wear. It was her late mom's favorite dress. Anne really wanted to wear it and nothing else. It would be hard for her to reject Carl's dress so she asked Richie to convince Carl not to buy her a dress at all.

In the meantime, Carl was looking at the blank screen of his phone, using it as a mirror to check out his handsome face if he looked better than usual to impress Anne. His masculine face was mesmerizing as always and his wavy black hair permed was all the way back and it was shining more than usual because of how he took his time to moisturize it.

"Damn! I look so hot" Carl muttered while touching his face. He kept his phone back in his pockets and at last, Anne was standing outside her house already dressed and prepared.

Anne was wearing a black fishtail dress that kissed the floor. She had made some amendments to the dress like creating a slit in the front that exposed one of her long legs up to her bare thigh. The gown had little diamonds spread around it making the dress twinkle and it sparkled more since it was at night.

It was a long sleeve off-shoulder dress that revealed her cleavage and her hourglass figure was more pronounced. Her beautiful dress hugged her torso tight, making her look like she had extra hips. She looked so irresistible, sexy, and seductive.

Anne was on silver heels to match her sparkling dress and her jet-black hair was packed in a tight bun. She didn't apply too much makeup on her face yet she looked so gorgeous and could make you fall for her with a single smile.

She was slowly walking towards Carl, smiling gracefully at how handsome Carl looked. Meanwhile, Carl's lips were slightly parted in amazement at the beautiful goddess, walking right in front of him. She looked so unreal.

Anne was now standing right in front of Carl "You look really great tonight" she complimented him but Carl was still staring at her as if he has completely zoned out.

"Aren't you going to say anything? Don't I look beautiful too?" She pouted.

"Anastasia, you're more than beautiful" Carl finally spoke up trying hard not to stutter. "If I was a woman, I'd want to be you," he said and Anne burst into laughter.

"Don't be such a flatterer," she said.

"I'm being dead honest, you're like a goddess." He kissed her forehead and pulled her into a hug, breathing in her sweet scent.

He felt his hands touching her bare back as he was hugging her. Her dress was backless with a 'U' shape.

"...and you smell so freaking nice," Carl said as they disengaged from the hug.

"courtesy of the perfume you sent me" Anne giggled.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"Like it? I LOVE it... now let's start leaving we're already late" She said.

"Sure," Carl said. He opened the car door for her to sit in the shotgun seat like the gentleman he is and he turned around to get in the driver's seat.

He was wearing his seat belt and Anne spoke up with a sad face "Carl, there's something I have to tell you"

Carl faced her with a worried look because of the sudden sadness on her face. He could tell that something was really bothering her because of how serious and anxious she was.

"I'm all ears," he said, paying full attention to what Anne was about to say.

"Earlier this evening, I overheard someone plotting to kill Mr. Ross tonight at his birthday party," Anne said.

"Anne, it's okay..." Carl held her chin "...I already knew about this"

He untucked his pistol from the back of his trousers underneath his suit. "That is why I'm fully prepared for the bastard who'll dare touch Mr. Ross," he said with the gun in his hand.

Anne gasped "You have a gun?"

"And why are you surprised?" Carl asked with raised brows.

"I mean, you're bringing a gun to Mr. Ross's birthday party? Do you wanna scare the shit out of everyone at the party?" she questioned him.

"Anne, just relax, we don't know if they sent an army to kill Mr. Ross or if they're also planning on attacking everyone at the party. I and my crew just want to protect Mr. Ross and everyone at the party... especially you" he said the last two words in a soft tone. Anne is very important to him and he couldn't imagine losing her.

"Just be careful okay?" Anne said sincerely.

"I will" Carl replied with a smile. He tucked in his pistol at the back of his trousers and started driving.

..

After a few minutes of driving, they arrived at the hotel. Carl parked his Rolls-Royce at the edge of the red carpet that was spread outside. He came down from the car and Anne did the same.

There were flashes of cameras everywhere and almost all the paparazzi that surrounded the red carpet were taking just their pictures because of how stunning they looked. None of them had seen a better and more beautiful couple.

Anne felt a little uneasy at the attention she was getting. she wasn't used to this kind of attention but Carl who was used to it was loving every second of it. He also loved the fact that Anne was by his side.

"Carl, I feel so nervous right now. Everyone is staring at us… and why all this for just a birthday party?" Anne sighed.

Carl chuckled at her cuteness "let them stare at us, they're mostly looking at you because of how gorgeous you are. If you feel uncomfortable, you can hold my hand"

Anne didn't hesitate to grab Carl's hand and he held her hand tightly.

In a way, it made Anne feel at ease.

"prosecutor Carl is the lady beside you your girlfriend?" one of the photographers yelled at Carl as he was walking down the red carpet with Anne by his side.

"Are you in love with her?" Another one yelled.

"Have you too been secretly dating?"

Carl was ignoring all their questions but on the inside, he felt like the luckiest man on earth to be holding Anne's hand in front of the world like they were really a couple. However, Anne couldn't wait for them to get past the paparazzi.

They finally got into the spacious hall where different CEOs, brand ambassadors, and lots of rich and famous people were talking to their peers while some couples both old and young were together complimenting themselves.

The instrumentalist was playing a slow romantic song with the violin and there were waiters serving wine and alcohol.

Most men were dressed in fine suits while the ladies who all looked elegant were on different beautiful attires but almost everyone in the hall seemed to be stealing glances at Anne. They were all mesmerized by her outstanding beauty which was unmatched.

Some of the women her age were staring at her with jealousy because of how their men were lusting over Anne. Anne's beauty made most females insecure whenever they were with their man with Anne.

But older women were mostly staring at Anne in admiration, asking themselves if she was even human to look this beautiful. She was indeed the fairest of them all.