7: Elise

SHIELA attended the party with her grandmother, Doña Lucia, in a slinky black dress that left nothing to the imagination.

She also brought a date—handsome, tall, younger than Gian, and, most probably, a rich heir to one of the old money.

I pitied him. He almost got choked a few times by the way the woman would grab and cling to him whenever Gian was near. Technically, I was, too, since I was by his side since arrival.

But kudos to him, it did not take long for him to realize what was going on and he couldn’t get far away from Shiela fast enough. He flirted loudly with other women for good measure, too.

And me?

If the initial reason to stay near Gian was for guys presumably attracted to the sexy dress, that’s not it anymore.

Shiela’s poisonous looks thrown my way were efficient enough to glue me by Gian’s side.

If looks could kill, I would be over ten times murdered.

So, instead of focusing on the conversation about real estate properties worth investing on that the guys were talking ab