ROYAL BALL*
The event hall was transformed into a magical kingdom for the royal ball night. The walls were adorned with sparkling chandeliers, and the floors were covered with luxurious carpets. The room was filled with beautifully decorated tables, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of flowers.
The hall was packed with important people, all dressed in their finest attire. Men wore expensive suits, while women wore stunning gowns that shimmered and shined under the lights. Everyone was busy taking pictures, eager to capture the moment before the event started.
The atmosphere was electric, with guests chatting and laughing as they waited for the royal family to arrive. Suddenly, the doors opened, and the king and his chiefs entered, accompanied by the queen. They were followed by other dignitaries, including the president, governor, ministers, and other high-ranking officials.
The crowd erupted into applause as the royal family took their seats. The guests continued to take pictures, trying to get a glimpse of the royals and other important people in attendance.
The Castillio's family came in next, and camera flashlights immediately began to capture, Me Castillio and his two wives,all dressed gracefully with their sparkling outfit.
Santos held Melanie's hand while they smiled for the camera,leading them toward their tables,Kitra and Nisha wore the same dresses,same color and patterns also.
"I knew the duke wouldn't come with them," Sitara said from where she was seated with Maliah and Rona.
Their parents, Mr & Mrs Romano are also busy having a meet and greet with other guests.
All of a sudden, they heard screams from outside, getting the people inside attention as well. Maliah got up, she knew only one person would make people scream that way, Duke Kyros.
"How about we go take pictures? Before the party starts fully?" She asked.
"Really? Right now?' Rona asked.
"Yes" Maliah replied and started walking, catching all the attention from men in there. Surely she's one of the hottest ladies in the event hall tonight, her dress really looks sexy on her.
Rona and Sitara got up and followed her as well.
They hadn't walked half a minute when Kyros came in, instantly all eyes fell on him, he didn't even have to try,the ladies were beginning to drool. Maliah almost rushed toward him to give him a kiss until another figure came in too and stood beside him.
Kyros held her hand before he began walking again, murmurs started, the number of cameras following them, one couldn't count.
* Who's that?
* Don't tell me that's his wife
* Kyros is just too hot to ignore.
* That girl beside him, she's so pretty!!
* Who's she?
* I've never seen him holding hands with anyone
* She's so lucky to even touch him, I'm jealous.
Maliah clenched her fists so tight as she stared at them until they got to their special table too.
"This isn't good," Sitara muttered and glanced at Maliah.
"What about the picture?" Rona asked.
"I want to be alone for a while," Maliah muttered and walked away.
"That dress she wore," Sitara muttered, staring at Diora.
"I know, it's the one who had to drop, because it was too expensive" Rona replied and Sitara shook her head.
"He's spoiling her, badly" She muttered.
*
Diora sat quietly, observing the stream of guests approaching Kyros, he's indeed the Duke.
Many came to pay their respects, bowing their heads in deference. Some took the opportunity to greet her as well, but only a handful.
The ladies and older women flocked to Kyros, embracing him warmly and kissing his cheeks that Diora wondered if it was normal they were all over him,and shamelessly flirting when it's obvious they are all older than him.
The men, on the other hand, shook his hand or shared a brief hug. Diora watched as her husband smiled graciously, returning each greeting with ease. So does he smile? What does she expect anyway? Those fake smiles of his.
The royal ball hall was filled with the soft hum of conversation and the rustling of fine fabrics as the guests mingled. Diora's eyes scanned the room, taking in the vibrant colors and the air of elegance that permeated the space.
As the guests continued to arrive, Diora's presence seemed almost forgotten, with most of the attention focused on her esteemed husband, the Duke. Yet, she sat serenely, a picture of poise and refinement, amidst the whirlwind of social niceties.
Until she felt a bigger hand placed on top of hers which were resting on her laps before, she looked down to see Kyros hand,then she looked at his face.
"Are you nervous?" He asked.
Diora nodded.
"Why?" He asked.
"My parents are here, and my sisters too. But, it's my first time" Diora replied.
Kyros raised his brows.
"Your parents? And sisters? Where ??" He asked.
Diora took her time to show him her family,lowkey.
"Romano is your father?" Kyros scoffs, looking totally unimpressed.
Diora nodded. She expected them to be below Kyros, I mean, Kyros the duke of the whole of Athens, but her father is just one of the many Politicians in the city with a position, nothing Special.
Soon, the party started in full and that got her concentration. Since it's her first time,she really wants to enjoy every bit of it.
Some minutes later, Kyros phone rang and he excused him to go answer, it's an important one.
Diora's eyes followed him till he was out of sight, she sighed nervously and tried as much as possible to focus but it was as if all eyes were on her.
How much she hates attention, a lot. Kyros stood on the balcony, far from the bustling main hall, seeking a quiet spot for his phone call. He was still engrossed in conversation, his eyes fixed on the night sky.
Suddenly, he heard the soft click of high heels on the floor behind him. He turned, expecting to see one of the staff, but was surprised to see Maliah standing right behind him. Her eyes locked onto his, her gaze piercing seductively toward him.
Kyros chuckled inwardly, he knew exactly what she had in mind, her cleavages were so out like her boobs would drop.
'Looks fun' he thought.
"Hello, Duke" Maliah smiled and walked closer.
Kyros hung up his call and stared at her,without saying a word still.
"I'm Maliah, I'm not sure you know who I am" She smiled and bit her lower lip, giving him the sensation stare.
Kyros said nothing and made to leave.
"Wait!" She grabbed his arm.
Kyros glared at her hand and she quickly let go of him.
"You might not know me, but I was supposed to be your wife, not my sister," She said.
"What am I supposed to do with that information?" Kyros asked.
"I know my sister, and she's not the best option for you," Maliah replied.
"Why?"
"Isn't it obvious? She's not mature enough, she's dumb and lacks basic qualities of being your duchess. You need someone smart enough to take that title, someone like me" She said and touched his chest slowly before bringing her hand down.
"Interesting," Kyros muttered and she smiled.
"Physically too..." She winked and turned around in front of him, showing off her boobs and ass which are obviously bigger and sexier than Diora's own.
"I'm sure you prefer meat to bone, duke" She said after facing him again.
Kyros pushed his hands into his pockets and nodded.
"Right" he said and Maliah smiled.
"So now, what?" She asked, softly.
"Boss, you need to return back in the hall" Ryker came over,but paused when she saw Maliah.
"Give her my contact" Kyros told him and Ryker starred in surprise.
Maliah grinned and watched as Kyros walked away.
"Here" She gave Ryker her phone and he input the numbers on it then handed the phone back to her.
"Yes!" Maliah laughed after Ryker left.
"Dear little sis, you watch out as I take everything back from you. No, He was rightfully mine from the beginning anyway" She smirked and tangled a strap of her hair with her finger while smiling.
When Kyros returned to the hall, his mother was with Diora and they seemed to be having a conversation,but he couldn't focus on that because he was invited to the stage to give a speech he never prepared for.
But he's Kyros anyway. Even if he doesn't say anything, the crowd would gladly rejoice,seeing his face alone.
The rest of the night went by fast and soon the party came to an end.
"Is she your wife?"