Chapitre 5: Chapter Five
Carmen's POV :)
When I arrived at the party I was stunned and excited...my first time attending an elite party. The party was mostly filled with elderly people and the few young people there mingled with themselves and I couldn't possibly go involve myself in their conversations ...they looked like they'd oust and snub me if I dared. I got bored giving cheers off to random people my eyes met and I'm sure they whispered about me. I snuck outside the party with my glass of wine and hung at the rail of the ship. Charles wouldn't be glad to hear that I didn't mingle with people and catch the attention of a certain someone. Someone that I haven't seen yet, maybe he didn't come by. The weather was chilly today and my hair that hours were spent curling was now flowing wildly around me. A long time was spent getting ready me ready as Charles wanted me to be prim and perfect.
"Everything has to go perfect Camila...no mistakes are allowed as your first meeting should leave a deep impression on him"
"I think the excessive make up is too much...I'm uncomfortable with that" I said seeing the samples the makeup artist had showed and the one Charles had picked.
"Your comfort is not necessary at this point...just follow my instructions with no complaints whatsoever ". Charles sharply retorted.
"Geez.." I exclaimed and he left the room. You've got to see the amount of heavy makeup the makeup artist placed on my face, I looked like an entirely different person, more matured and less beautiful. Why the black smoky eyes and sharp shining red lipstick though. I really want to wash this crap off my face. The dress was perfectly my size and the v cut back made me a bit uncomfortable cause in the evenings it is extremely cold. Immediately I got on the ship I slid to the restroom. I used the face wipe I had snuck from the hotel and wiped my face. Did my own makeup and yeah I looked like me again.
Simple beautiful Carmen Lopez !.
After my meeting with Michael I went to the restroom to freshen up. Truly he was handsome, more handsome than in the pictures Charles showed me and I found online. Maybe my heart raced a little but it calmed down when we began speaking. But he was those guys who let their looks get into their head and made them feel they could have whatever they wanted. He was also a sweet talker...and that annoying smile of his...I don't like those kind of guys. Earlier it seemed he was flattered by me, could our plan be in motion now ?. That would be so great. The party ended and the ship was piloted to the shore and the guests exited one after the other. I scan the place for Michael but he was no where to be seen so I exit the ship.
The old man from earlier waved at me to perhaps wait at the corner but I ignored him and pretended not to understand. Charles had gotten me a car, one of those expensive babies. I had parked it at the reserved parking spot for guests and went over to drive it to the hotel. I was a little tipsy though due to the amount of champagne I drank, the drink just kept swimming down into my throat.
I arrived at the hotel safe and sound, I was a really good driver ;). At the hotel room, Charles was already in, waiting for me in the darkness of the room.
"How did it go ?" he asked startling me. I immediately turned on the light.
"You waited for me in this dark room ?...why couldn't you turn on the lights Charles"
"Answer the question I just asked and I owe you no explanation for my actions whatsoever"
"Okay..." he was ever ready to lash out at me. I rolled my eyes. " It went great and I met Michael...he walked up to me himself"
"I knew that would happen"
"Okay the first phase of your plan must have worked so what's next"
"Wait and watch"
"Can I actually wait and watch...when I'm the one doing the acting" I logically asked. I was obviously a key piece on his chess board so how could I watch.
Charles glared at me.
"When am I getting part payment Charles" I question.
"After the marriage Camila !"
"A marriage based on hope what if it doesn't happen ?"
"Then we both go our separate ways "
"I can go with the car and phone at least " I hopefully asked.
"You'll leave only with the clothes you got nothing more"
"Charles you couldn't be that cruel now can you ?" I asked pouting.
"You don't know me !" He replied sternly and left the room.
I reminisced the night Charles came to me...
I need a good night rest !.
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