Drop Dead

All eyes were dragged in unison to the newly arrived guest, whom everyone certainly did not expect. El Tigre stood there with nothing but his ever handsome face that almost made the entire room full of socialites drop dead at his feet. Every woman in that room, except for Gabriella, wanted to immediately throw themselves up to him only if they could, but of course no one wanted to look that desperate.

It was really unusual for him to appear at any party as he was always picky on all occasions he attended and his time was too precious; he usually didn't want to spend it socializing with others. 

However, just a few minutes ago, the pictures of the woman he had been looking for 

almost a month flooded the whole net holding a Brielle Doll and that was when he knew she wasn't Angel Alarcon. She was Gabriella Monteria and damn he certainly wasn't expecting that.