Broken Pieces by L. S. (cat reading book TXT) 📕

“Thank you Carter, thank you.”

Then I stood up and gave him a tight embraced.

“I told you, I’ll give you everything.”

I nodded and hug him again.

I did look like a Disney princess when I was finally done dressing up. The dress fits perfectly on me, just hugging the right curves I have. I admired Phoebe for getting the right size for the dress and shoes. My feel sparkles as I put on the beaded high heels peep toe. The diamond earrings and the vintage diamond bracelet are kind of heavy but I put them anyway, I put on a very light make up, very light bluish eyes shadow with a slight touch of brown, a little bit of mascara and bronze blush on and a I chose Courting Lilac Mac lipstick that was included on the makeup kit set Phoebe bought for me. It was a lovely plumy pink/purple with a touch of strong gold that makes your lips glitters.

I ran another glance on myself on the huge mirror on our walk-in closet. I really did look like one of the Disney Princesses, the dress even have a thigh-slit that shows my left leg.

I grabbed the silver diamond beaded pouch that was also courtesy of Phoebe on the bed and I slowly walked my way down stairs. I can’t walk fast because I was afraid to fall down with my high heels.

Carter is in the living room waiting for me, he smiled when he saw me walking down the stairs. I smiled back, he was such a dashing debonair wearing a white one button tux, he has a white buttoned down shirt inside that has three undo buttons, he was also wearing a white pants and a pair of white leather shoes. He’s also not wearing a tie, I am not used to seeing him in this kind of get up. Usually, he is wearing a black suit and tie, and that’s it. But now he looks ragged, he didn’t shave too so he looks so masculine, I can’t believe I am going to a charity event with this gorgeous man.

“You look stunning,” he whispered as I reach the ground floor.

I put my right hand on his arm and he slowly guided me towards the house front door.

“You look beautiful too,” I whispered back.

Marcus is standing outside right behind the limousine, I didn’t know he own this kind of car cause I’ve never seen one on the garage before.

“I didn’t know you own a limousine,” I asked, trying to tone down.

“I don’t, it’s a rental car, for special occasions like this. This is one of the very important events of the year, the attendees mostly are business men, politicians and celebrities.” He explained.

Marcus opened the car and I carefully get inside, Carter followed me and we sat beside each other. The car was so wide and smelled really good. The seats were too soft, and there is a small bar with different kinds of champagne and wine on it. I can clearly see the view outside but I doubt if I can be seen from the outside because the windows we’re too dark. There is a portable flat screen TV that can folded if not in use.

The car is started moving to our destination, I don’t know exactly where we’re going but I know Carter is taking care of it all.

Carter opened a bottle of champagne and we drank it on our way to the event. He was all smiles showing that our argument earlier was completely forgotten.

“So, what’s up with this auction?” I asked.

“Well, it’s a yearly event, different things are up for an auction, more often than not, vintage properties by famous people. All the proceeds are going to the California Cancer Foundation.” He explained.

“Wow, it’s really for good cause then,”

He nodded.

“Yes, and I was so overwhelmed with the idea of you staying with me that I forgot about it completely,” he chuckled. “My dad is the original member of the board but when he retired and decided to travel around, I came in the picture, it’s for a good cause so who am I to refused right?”

That’s the first time that he mentioned about his family or his dad, I only know little things about him, like personal things, such as: favorite food, movie, place to go, but other than that, nothing else, I know he’s a real estate tycoon, he’s 29 years old living in an expensive bachelor pad and he collects luxury cars. I never heard him mentioned about his family, I never saw one too at home. I think we’re just the same, I never mentioned to him about my family too. I never even offered any story. I don’t want to be feeling sorry for if he found out about my life in Missouri. As much as possible I want to forget my dark past and to be able to do that is not mentioning it ever again.

The car stopped and Marcus immediately opened the door. Carter got off the vehicle and then took my hand and helped me to get off the car.

There is a huge building behind us, I think it’s a hotel, I wonder if it’s his too. There is a red carpet from where we get off going to the stairs and on the entrance of the hotel. Outside, there are camera men and media on both side of the building, the red carpet was guarded by a red chain up to the entrance of the hotel.

Carter put his hand on the small of my back for some support as we walked our way towards the building entrance. There are flashes everywhere, there are reporters asking Carter who is he with. This event is way bigger than the gala we attended before. I was a bit conscious with how I look especially since my leg is being exposed every time I step my left foot. Halfway of the stairs there is a huge banner where in the different logos of sponsors are on and Carter pulled me towards the banner to have a picture taken. He was pulling me so close to him, we both smiled, he was asked by the guy who was standing near the banner with a cordless huge microphone in hand on who was I. Carter gave him a slight smile and pulled me towards the red carpet and we continue to make our way to the entrance of the building.

The party was well-secured too, there are MIB everywhere, it was indeed a hotel, and the entrance was fabulous with sparkling chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. One of the organizers met us up, and walked us to where the event is being conducted. The place was cozy, there are tables and chairs neatly arrange on the wide function rooms. There is a stage at the center with a microphone. There are already a bunch of people wearing gorgeous dresses and expensive tuxedos. There are waiters walking around offering appetizers and champagnes.

We went to the table with our name written on the chairs. I was a bit overwhelmed knowing that I was on the invite list, Carter pulled the chair and I carefully sat on it, he was about to seat on the chair beside me when the crowd went buzzing. People are whispering, talking about someone, I looked at the entrance of the function room and saw a tall blonde girl wearing a red skin tight strapless long dress, she is so beautiful with her big brown eyes, perfectly plucked eye brows, small nose and red pouty lips. She has the perfect body, not-so big boobs, and perfect eyes, her skin looks like porcelain. I think I saw her once but I can’t seem to remember where. She was walking gracefully towards are direction, I was watching her every move and I was surprised when she appeared in front of Carter, cupped his face and totally made out with him. . . in front of me.

My head is hurting like hell when I reached school the next day, the charity event ended at two in the morning and Carter bought a weekend getaway to Palm Springs for $20,000. I didn’t get enough sleep because the image of Adriana Krueger keeps on playing in my mind all night. Adriana is a lingerie model, that’s the reason she looked familiar to me. I saw her being cover on national magazines, she is very famous in Hollywood, she had cameo roles on different TV shows and movies and she is called as the Queen of Print Media. She is also Carter’s childhood sweetheart, they grew up together in Hollywood Hills and they attended the same high school and they both attended Stanford University. Everyone is rooting for them to end up together. I never asked Carter about her and he never offered any explanation either. I was curious about her but it didn’t feel right to ask, maybe because it is still unclear to me the real relationship I have with Carter.

I took the available spot in the parking area that was near the building. I wasn’t feeling well so I don’t want to walk too far. Carter was still sleeping when I left the house earlier. Maybe, he is too tired to go to work today, which is fine for him since he owns the company. I planned on staying home too, but I didn’t want to miss my class, each day I spent at school is important. I am back with my sweatshirt, jeans and sneakers outfit. I am not in the mood to dress up to something fancy. I don’t care if I look like a freaking lesbian. All I want right now is to take my mind off the super gorgeous Adriana Krueger.

“Bitch,”

I was walking my way to class when I heard Brooke’s loud squeal. She is our other friend, she tan, pretty like doll with big hazel eyes, pinkish lips and small nose. Her face is so smooth and she is always smiling. She wears eye glasses that she said make her look intelligent. She lives in Beverly Hills not too far from Carter’s, and she loves calling everyone a bitch, not the bad kind of bitch but just an expression and she doesn’t mean it at all.

“Hey,” I said bluntly.

She crooks her arm on my arm and we walked our way to the auditorium.

“So, what’s with the mood?” she asked as we sat on our usual seats. “Oh, let me guess, it’s the kiss from the charity event last night,” she said widening her eyes.

“How’d you know about that?”I asked. “We’re you there?”

She gave me a teasing smile.

“Well, I wasn’t but my parents where there, I don’t like going to those events, they’re boring as hell, but I saw the