WEINI - I Love Him Not - Chapter 7 - Part 2 - Surprise! Surprise!

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"Welcome! Welcome to the engagement party of two lovely teenagers!!! Also, today, is the bride-to-be's sweet sixteen birthday!!! Welcome everyone!" Alice's chirpy voice boomed over the PA system.

"You're having a good time there? The cocktails and punch are on the table on my left. The swimming ppol's outside from the door which is also on my left. The buffet dinner is on my right. At 8 o'clock sharp, please move to the ballroom that's in the next room. The door's on my right. Please help yourself everyone! Thank you and enjoy your dinner! Bon appetite!" Alice continued.

"Oh! There will be a mini tour around the house! At erm... now..." Alice added, frowning at her watch.

"Hmm... maybe, we should get started!" Mrs Jonathan said. Then, she squeezed through the crowd towards Zephyr. "Hey! The tour's starting. You coming?"

"I know my way around MY house..." Zephyr said boredly.

"Okay! Suit yourself! Christabella? You coming?" Alice asked.

"No thanks... Lots to catch up on... "Christabella said pointedly to Chrysantha.

"Right! Got it! Catch you all later!" Alice waved.

"Phew! That was close!" Christabella turned back to both of them. But they started arguing again. She sighed and walked to the balcony. The breeze blew softly against her face. She turned to see a guy, looking at her in a really... amused way...

There was an awkward moment then she turned away.

Her purse dropped. She bent down to pick it up. Another hand reached out for it. She looked up and saw the face of the Balcony Guy. He handed back her purse and said in a thick accent, "Must be yours. You dropped it..." Christabella blushed and said, "Yeah... thanks!" When she was reaching out, their hands touched. They stayed that way, eyes contact, for a few seconds before Christabella pulled away shyly.

"I'm sorry, better get going..." Christabella said, she can feel her cheeks catch fire... like practically. They've touched longer than necessary. Now she felt tingly at the place where their skin came in contact. She was grateful it was dark.

"I'm Daven, Daven de Chevalier... my pleasure to meet you, Mademoiselle... " he said bowing.

He's got a French accent... sexy... hmm... he's gorgeous...

"Pleased to meet you too, Monsieur Chevalier..." Christabella said, doing a little curtsy... she's glad she took French classes. Although she flunked pretty most of the test that semester...

"Devan, please..." he said politely.

Gentleman, Frenchman, gorgeous and charming.

"Mademoiselle?" he asked.

"Huh? Oh! I'm Christabella... Christabella Mitchell..." she introduced herself.

"Oh! Mademoiselle Mesell... " Daven said, pronouncing the "Mitchell" a bit off, but with a very sexy voice.

"Oh! Christabella is good... Anyway, I've never seen you around before... You are here for the reason of?" Christabella asked curiously.

"I'm here because I'm the far relative of the Jonathans... but our ties and bonds are tight... my mother said it wasn't de riguer to live close to someone to be close in relationship with them... right?" he explained.

"Right... not necessary..." Christabella repeated... she's got nothing left to say...

"CHRISTABELLA!" someone shouted for her back in the room... It was Celina.

"I've gotta go! This conversation is secret okay? Hush-hush!" Christabella whispered.

"Okay, just entre nous..." Devan nodded in agreement with a drop-dead-gorgeous wink.

"Yes, just between us..." Christabella said.

I will die from all the charming radiation he's emitting... ahh!

WEINI

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