Mistaken by the Billionaire Marquess

CHAPTER 37: Date

– LIA –

WEARING a red off-shoulder dress paired with black stilettos feels so new to me. My hair is done in organized curls. I’m wearing a rounded pearl necklace paired with long silver earrings and a pearl bracelet. My face feels hot and kind of uncomfortable because of the cosmetics put on it. The makeup is just light, but it still feels hot. However, it was all worth it, and I felt more beautiful than ever.

Kelleon and I are inside a car, and we are heading towards one of the buildings owned by his family. He’s the one driving the car, and I’m on the passenger’s seat.

The plan we created in capturing Denisse started days ago, but those were all subtle. We planned on laying a trap so that Denisse would come to us willingly. One of the steps that Kelleon suggested is for us to have public dates. With that, we can have large audiences that can spread the news about our relationship.

We went on dates these past few days but we didn’t make a lot of noise about it. We just let the people see us kissing and being intimate in public. We never announce anything about our relationship and let the people put the pieces together.

A day after the banquet, we went to a public park in Madrid. We took a lot of pictures and posted it on his account with no caption. It gathered a lot of reaction comments asking who the woman in the photo is.

We kept quiet about it and let the people speculate. Just hours after that and Kelleon’s name is already trending in Twitter. I was actually shocked to see how famous Kelleon is in Spain.

The tweets were about their guess on who I am in his life. Some said that I’m a friend, a relative, or a girlfriend. There are also some tweets saying that I’m his wife and that we already have kids.

We continue to do dates without answering the questions of the people about us. We both let them wonder before dropping the bomb.

The only downside is that I have to introduce myself as Denisse. Kelleon disagreed on it at first because of his feelings and that he doesn’t want to call me Denisse. Good thing that I was able toconvinced him for the sake of the plan.

For days, I practiced Kelleon to call me by the name Denisse. We did that even if it’s only the two of us or if we were only in home. When we noticed that hewass failing miserably, we just met the ends by him just calling me ‘mi amor’.

“Hey,” I called him when he touched my exposed legs. The dress I’m wearing is above the knee so he has a lot of access.

He grinned as he focused his sight on the road. “Hey to you, too,” he replied as hetightenedd his grip on my thighs, as if he doesn’t want to let me go.

“Horny again?” I teased him and caressed his hand on my thigh. He took a deep breath before travelling his hand nearer to my sensitivities.

“Are you gonna take care of my hard on, mi amor?” he asked. My eyes fell on his crotch. My body suddenly felt hot when I saw his hard on, trying to free itself from his pants.

“The sight of you makes me hard, mi amor. I imagined you being hot in that dress, but I never imagined that you would be this hot,” he said under his breath.

His hand is finding its way to the black cycling under my dress. Then, it moved towards my middle part until it reached the line of the cycling, touching the folds of my pussy.

“Cariño, I might get wet,” I groaned. It sounds like I want him to stop, but my body is saying otherwise. My hips are moving slowly so that his fingers will trail my folds as I pushed his hand deeper to my skin.

He stopped, much to my disappointment. But I realized that it might be visible if zi get wet. I can’t ruin this dress that he bought for me.

He removed his hand from my pussy but it stayed on my legs. I looked at him and I saw desire on his face. He looked like he wants have my way to me inside his car.

I smiled naughtily as a thought cross my mind. Without any warning, I touched his crotch. He suddenly stepped on the breaks, making the car stop.

“Just drive, cariño. Don’t mind me,” I whispered seductively in his ears. He slowly started driving but it’s slow.

Series of deep breaths were made by him. “What are you doing, mi amor?” he asked under his breath.

“Taking care of your hard on,” I said before unzipping his pants and pulling it together with his boxer down to his toes.

I pulled his suit up so that it will be out of my way. I wrapped my fingers on his cock  and started stroking it slowly. His cock is to thick that can’t fit into my whole hand.

“I might cum here, mi amor,” he groaned while his chin is up because of pleasure.

“That’s what I want to happen, cariño.”

I kissed the top of his cock before slowly putting it in to my mouth. I took a few inches while my left hand is stroking it up and down. My right hand is busy playing with his balls, adding more pleasure to his body.

I heard him groaned, making my body felt hotter. I took his cock deeper and deeper everytime. My pussy is aching and it wanted to be touched, but I have to hold myself back.

“Deeper, mi amor. Suck me deeper,” he demanded as his hips are moving to my mouth.

I complied. I sucked him deeper until I felt the tip of his cock hitting my throat. I gagged but I didn’t stop.

Whenever I pull my head up, I will suck and slurp the top of his dick, making a lewd popping sound. Whenever I pushed my head down, I will twirl my tongue around his cock, feeling the veins getting hot.

After minutes of sucking him off, his hand let go of the steering wheel to grabbed all of my thick curly hair. His right hand was left on my hair while the other went back on the steering wheel.

He pulled and pushed my head to his cock fast, faster than how I sucked him. My whole upper body is moving and I felt my boobs shaking because of what he is doing to me.

His cock hardened more as I felt huge amount of hot liquid spurt in to my mouth. I drank all of his juices like it was my dinner. I didn’t waste any single drop.

Kelleon was groaning as I sucked him dry. His moans were music to my ears that it made me wetter down there.

“That was so good, mi amor,” he said with a smile as I pulled his pants back up.

“But that was dangerous. Don’t do it again,” he frowned before giving me a playful smile. “You can do it on our bed, though.”

We reached the parking lot of their building. He guided me towards the entrance where his workers greeted us a good evening.

We entered the elevator and Kelleon placed himself behind me. While waiting for the elevator to reach the top floor, he kept on kissing both of my shoulders while hugging me by the waist.

Thankfully, before we could do anything more intimate than that, we reached the highest floor.

As we stepped inside, the servers were already waiting as if they know anout our arrival. They guided us towards the table that Kelleon reserved for us.

I looked around and saw that there are a lot of people dining in this top floor restaurant. There are a lot of unfamiliar faces to me that are looking at us as we sat on our table.

However, there are also faces that I recognized. These people will hype up our night.

We ordered our food. I ordered one each for the appetizer, main course, and dessert. Even though Kelleon told me that their servings are huge compared to other restaurant, he also told me that it won’t be able to fill my huge stomach.

He actually wanted me to order a lot but I refused. I have to act like Denisse in public to remove her suspicions once she found out about us. According to Kelleon, that lady is not a fan of eating a lot. He said that there are a lot of times that Denisse won’t finish her meal.

They served us our food and we minded our own business, as if we don’t have a plan to execute.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked on my right side and my sight was greeted by the city lights. Our table is near the huge window glass, overseeing the whole city. It looked so magical and the lights are twinkling from a far.

When the waitress served our wine, I poured it on our glasses. Kelleon winked at me before standing up with the glass on his hand.

He made a sound by hitting the lower part of the glass using a spoon.

“Buenos todos, everyone,” he greeted the people with a smile.

They all turned their attention to him. I saw some familiar faces pulling their phones and facing the back of it to our direction.

“I hope that you’re enjoying your meal. Apologies for the interruption but,” he stopped before glancing at me. “I want you all to meet the love of my life.”

He extended his arm towards me. I accepted his hand and he pulled me up. When we were already close to each other, he gave me a long kiss on my lips, earning reactions to the people in the restaurant.

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” I heard a woman reacting while the people are clapping for us.

Kelleon broke the kiss and faced our audience. “I would like to introduce to you my girlfriend, and soon-to-be-wife. My love, my life, mi amor,” he introduced me without saying my name.

“She just received an award as one of the active members of the Global Community for Science. Her research about polymers was given recognition by their organization,” he explained. “As her proud boyfriend, I would like to share our celebration with all of you. As a matter of fact, your bills would be on me tonight!”

The people started smiling and clapping, hearing the news that Kelleon broke to them. “Please, enjoy your meals to your heart content.”

There are a lot of people greeting me a congratulations. Some even stood up to shake hands with me. I gave my best smile and positioned myself to the view where I will be captured by the cameras.

That award-thingy isn’t false. I used the award I received just a month ago to have their attention. Our first plan was to have a public proposal, but Mama turned it down because people don’t know about me yet.

It turns out that their family is the only one who knew about Kelleon and Denisse’s relationship. This is because Mama doesn’t want to introduce Denisse to others, for the reason that she doesn’t like her and she smelled something on her.

It puts our plan to an advantage. People don’t know who Denisse is, which means I can easily disguise myself as her without anyone noticing the differences.

A woman suddenly asked us. “When is your wedding, Your Highness?” her voice was loud and clear that I’m sure that the microphones captured it.

Kelleon smiled as he grabbed me by the waist. “Soon. I want to have our wedding as soon as possible, but I can’t rush it because I want it to be the grandest wedding of all.”

When we sat down and people mind their own business, I pulled my phone from my purse to open my account. I smiled when I saw lots of Facebook live featuring Kelleon’s announcement of my award, and me as his girlfriend.