Chapter 3 Poolside Party

• Evelyn
• I leaned against the railing of the balcony, the bittersweet taste of the coffee turned out to be the only thing that helped me from stressing the hell out of me. An excuse of a headache had saved me all the formalities of welcoming the other guests who one by one started arriving, and most importantly saved me from seeing Jacob again.
• Hell that man seemed to only grow more handsome.
• I could everyone gathering around the poolside, a poolside party is what is happening may I say. There were plenty of more good-looking guys, some young male was dad's business partners and some came on behalf of their father.
• Despite all these guys, my eyes only craved to sneak glances at the green-eyed Italian male who now sat in a chaise lounge, Unlike everyone he didn't open his shirt and kept only a few buttons were undone that made the gold chain around his neck visible to my view. I would get a glimpse of his tattoo--It started from the left side of his chest and probably traveled down his arm.
• I tore my gaze away from him and looked at the sky, the weather was nice today enough to make me want to go for a walk which is pretty rare for me to do.
• "Evelyn...what are you doing here?" Clara's sudden loud voice startled me, gasping I turned around. The coffee mug in my hand would have had fallen if I hadn't grabbed it with both of my hands.
• "Clara...you scared the hell out of me!" I put my hand over my chest, the abnormal beating of my heart thudded against my palm.
• "Shut up, everyone is there beside the pool and you are here alone acting like a lonely ghost," She rolled her eyes and walked towards me, she had changed in a swimsuit and had a poolside robe wrapped around her body.
• "Go and change,"
• "I haven't brought any swimwear," I shrugged, wanting the lie to have an effect on her.
• "Oh you little liar, I have packed your suitcase with you so don't like your flimsy excuse will work on me," She spoke.
• "B-but..."
• "No buts," She cut me off, "Go and get ready otherwise I would have to, unfortunately, drag your ass there."
• Knowing that continuing this argument won't work, I finally let out a sigh of defeat, "Fine, I'll get ready."
• A smile stretched on her lips and she nodded, "Come downstairs in a few minutes otherwise I'll have to get here again to check up on you."
• "Okay," I rolled my eyes and walked inside the closet.
• Thankfully I had unpacked my luggage yesterday before sleeping so it was not a hassle to find swimwear without a tussle.
• I selected a black triangle bikini and a white chiffon sheer robe. I tied my hair in a loose bun and left a few strands in front of my face undone. I slipped on the swimwear and wore the robe over it, I looked at the mirror to confirm if I was looking decent or not, and once I was satisfied with my look I headed to the poolside.
• I wished my pervert mind would stop from making me look at Jacob again and again, it had only been a day since he had arrived and I was already on the edge of losing my mind.
• I could the loud chattering of the guests, the waiters were serving everyone drinks and other foods. There were some gorgeous women even.
• I could recognize a few of them who worked in dad's company, a particular woman in all made the irritation boil inside of me-- Gloria Henderson, a fucking wicked bitch who leaves no chance to get into any guy's pants despite having a husband who works in the military and probably thinks that his oh so wife loves him from all of her heart.
• My jaw clenched in anger.
• "Don't look at her like that, Evie. Otherwise, everyone will think that you have got some personal issues with her." Clara's whisper came into my hearing, I was so busy glaring at that woman who was now flirting with a guy I of course didn't know the name of.
• "I hate her, Clara!" I groaned under my breath.
• "Me too but you know where your dad is inviting all of his colleagues, he couldn't just remove this one bitch from the list." She sighed, "Anyways, ignore her and enjoy the party. There are plenty of good-looking boys around here." Her voice grew mischievous at the end.
• "I don't need a boy, Clara," I chuckled, "I need a man."
• Her eyes went wide in disbelieve, "Thank God you didn't say it in front of your dad, he would have grounded you for days forgetting about all the wedding and all."
• "Yeah yeah, as if I care," I rolled my eyes walked towards the bar set up at the corner.
• "One cocktail, please," I told the bartender, and he gladly began making the drink.
• My eyes decided to take a look around and as I had thought they settled where Jacob was sitting, but this time the awful sight made my skin crawl into something new--That fucking bitch named Gloria was now trying to get into Jacob's pants.
• My Jaw tightened on its own and my teeth ground together as I watched her Witchy nails trailing up and down Jacob's arms, his sleeves rolled up to his elbow gave her access to his arms.
• She was trying too hard to appeal sexy or maybe to express how easy she was to get taken in bed. Jacob on the other hand didn't look pleased with all, I could see his uncomfortable laugh and posture as he inched away from her touch but she just reached out again and again.
• Why am I even noticing it? He is a grown-up and can take off himself and get rid of bitches like her.
• I tried to keep my focus on the drink but one sip and everything felt tasteless.
• God! Evelyn! He is not your husband and nor your boyfriend! Calm the fuck down!
• I took another sip, my eyes sending daggers at Gloria's direction who was still busy with her shameless flirting. Jacob at this point looked quite irritated but he kept his calm and answered what probably seemed like useless questions.
• "One Negroni please," I found myself telling the Bartender to make the drink that was bone other than Jacob's Adriano's favorite drink, and soon as he prepared it.
• I untied the robe leaving it still on me but open, and took my half-finished cocktail in one hand and the Negroni in the other and before I even knew it I was walking toward him.
• His eyes fell on me sooner than I had expected, and they thoroughly took a look at my figure. Gloria must have noticed that Jacob's attention that was never on her had shifted somewhere else so her eyes followed his gaze and they landed on me.
• Completely ignoring her, I smiled at Jacob and stood beside him leaning against the bar, "Here's your favorite one," I showed him the drink in my hand.
• His brows rose ever so slightly in surprise but he accepted it from my hand, his fingers brushed against mine in the progress causing a shiver to run down my body.
• "Oh, Gloria," I looked at her, she had a strange expression on, "It's so nice to meet you. How's your husband? Is everything alright?"
• My aim hit the right place and the embarrassment covered her face, she opened and closed her mouth a few times and glanced at Jacob who looked shocked at the new discovery.
• "Yeah, he's fine," She hesitantly let out, "Excuse me, I'll get a drink for myself and be back." With her flimsy excuse to hide her embarrassment, she walked towards the bar I was previously at even though another bar was right at her reach.
• I saw Jacob's shoulder relaxing at the newly found relief Gloria's disappearance had brought within him and.....me.
• He moved to look at me, the green eyes were now flowing with something different and it had left me in a jumbled mess of thoughts and sentiments.
• Just when he was about to say, I didn't know how there was a boost in my courage.
• I found myself leaning closer to his ear and whispering the next words, "Thank me later, Jacob."
• And with that, I walked away opening my robe and dropping it on the chaise Lounge Jacob was seated a while ago and advanced towards Clara.
• I could feel his intense gaze on me the whole time, so intense that the hair on my neck stood up but I didn't let it affect me much for him to notice.
• I joined Clara in the pool and a few other women who were now talking about the wedding plans, even though the talks were boring but one thing, in particular, managed to keep me there and that was Jacob Adriano's green eyes that never averted his gaze.
• My own eyes trailed to look at him, I saw him slowly raising the drink to his mouth and taking a sip as he stared only at me as if the sight of me was more savoring the drink itself.
• Well damn...it was not going to be easy to stop me from getting hauled towards him.