Chapter 115

I put on the red dress Silas sent me yesterday. I love everything about it. Usually, I'm not the one to wear red as I sometimes feel that it's not my color, but yesterday, Silas surprised me. He sent me three dresses: a red one, a green one and a black and white one. We're attending a New Year's Eve party and he asked if he could pick the dress for me. Knowing that he has a great sense of style, I agreed. He sent the three dresses with a note, telling me that he couldn't choose between the three, so he bought them all for me. A Typica At first, I thought the green one would be the best one for me, but when I put on the red dress, I fell in love with it. It's a one-shoulder long satin dress with a slit that goes slightly above my mid-thigh.

I'm used to spending New Year's Eve with my family, Maya, Sam, and their children, so this is the first time to break this tradition. When I talked to my parents about it, I thought they wouldn't be fond of the idea, but they surprised me. They told me that I was an adult and n When the doorbell rings, I walk towards it in my silver high heels.

Once I open the door, Silas whistles, making me laugh as I look down.

"I'm dating a beauty queen," he says, closing the space between us and his lips find their way to mine. "I'm really worried about messing up your lipstick," he comments once he lets go of my lips.

"Don't worry, I made sure to wear a kiss-proof one," I say, placing my hand on the small of his back.

"In this case, I'm going to enjoy kissing you all night long." He gives me a quick peck on the lips.

"Dad wanted to see you before we leave," she tells me and I nod. She guides me to their living room where I find the whole family.

"Hi Silas, I see you're stealing my daughter for the night," Dad jokes with him.

"Only with your approval," Silas tells him with a short laugh. He asked Mum and Dad for their approval to make sure that they were okay with us spending the night together. Well, not exactly the whole night since he's going to take me home after the party is over, but I know "When do you plan on bringing her home, Silas?" Dad asks him.

"The party ends at two, so she's going to be here by two-forty maximum."

"You don't plan on drinking, Silas, do you?" Mum knows that he's not even allowed to drink yet, but she still wants to make

sure.

"I won't drink. Don't worry about that," he assures her.

"And if you two end up drinking, don't drive. Call me and I will come and get you. No questions will be asked," Dad tells us.

"Don't worry, Dad. We'll be responsible," I reassure them.

After wishing them a happy new year, Silas and I head to his car. As the gentleman he is, he opens the door for me and helps me get inside the car.

The drive isn't long, but once we arrive, I take a deep breath, realizing that there are a lot of reporters outside. I expected. that since a lot of celebrities are invited to this part, yet a tiny part of me hoped that reporters wouldn't be that much.

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