** For the person who wrote the review about being confused, I apologize for that. It is my story both the original and this, the re-write. The explanation was removed when I had to re-post the chapters. If you read the old story thank you, there's nothing new. This re-write is 'cleaner' a little bit more 'in-depth' to the original. Thank you and HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!**
...And now for the next chapter...
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Sally put her raised hand down again for the fifth time. She had arrived more than ten minutes ago and was still trying to convince herself to knock on the door and announce herself. She was still trying to convince herself to attend the party. Not bothering to look for a dress, she thought she was home free until she received Storm's text on Thursday and realized her window of escape had closed. Storm had manipulated the situation to his advantage. Oh how she wished she had both jobs right now to play one off the other and leave town unnoticed.
Anna had also tried drilling her after Storm left the night he made the invitation known. She wanted to know how well Sally knew his sister to be invited to her party. But there was no way she was going to tell Anna that not only had she worked for Storm but had slept with him too. That was something she was trying to forget even if secretly she was happy to see him, and had fantasized that he was happy to see her also. She had to stop that...the fantasizing, and with that resolve, lifted her hand and knocked.
After a few minutes, he opened the door. His hair was damp and he was buttoning the cuff of his white shirt. He was wearing dress slacks and polished black shoes.
"Hey you made it," he said stepping aside to let her in.
"Hi, yeah, I did. I have a dress to wear. Do you mind if I change?"
"No, no, not at all. I'll go finished getting dressed. Let me know if you need anything."
"Sure," she replied as she walked away thinking he should be an abomination, no man should be that good looking. Her heart was racing. She was going to be at a private social event with no way to leave on her own. She hoped this night went smoothly.
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Storm was standing in the foyer when he saw her coming towards him. She was gorgeous and while her make-up wasn't done by a professional, it's barely there look fit her perfectly. Her eye were done up with only black eyeliner and mascara, and a very shiny red lip gloss. He wanted to kiss her so badly. The royal blue color of her dress made her skin seem to shimmer while the cut enhanced her sensual curves. The caftan sleeves and deep cut bodice tapered into a form fitting silhouette stopping just below her knees. Black patent leather, peep toe pumps gave her legs an elongated look and he immediately thought about making love to her in them. Quickly turning, he adjusted himself without her seeing as he opened the door for them to leave.
"We have to get going," he said. "Do you have everything?"
"Yes, I do. Are you sure this is not an inconvenience? Are we picking up your date along the way?"
"No, it's not an inconvenience. Let's go, Ayasha wants me there early for some reason and if I arrive late, she'll bitch at me for the whole night."
Storm felt his decision to drive was both the best and worst at the same time. If he was in the limo, his hands would be buried in her hair and her lip would been swollen from his kisses. But since he was driving, he had to keep his focus on the road instead of the gorgeous woman beside him whose delicate fragrance was keeping him in a semi-hard state. She had asked about his date but soon she would know she was his date. He was planning on spending the night getting to know her.
When they arrived at the house, Storm stopped the valet from opening Sally's door. He opened it himself and with his hand at the small of her back began to lead her up steps of the house.
She looked around and Storm tried putting her at ease, "It's okay. You're with me tonight."
"What about your date?"
"My date?" he asked as he read the text he just received.
"Well...yes..."
"Let's go, Ayasha just text me again. She's becoming an impatient worry-wart."
As soon as they walked through the door, Sally realized they were very early. No one was there which made Storm very suspicious as to why Ayasha had insisted that he arrive so early and be on time. He asked the doorman for is aunt and didn't have to wait long as the she come through the double doors of the formal dining room to greet him.
"Storm, ci siete. E 'possibile per visitare me senza un invito formale?"
He smiled and hugged her, "Zia Annetta, sei bellissima come al solito e tu sei ancora la mia zia preferita."
"Sono il tuo unico zia ti diavolo. È padre sarebbe molto deluso dal modo di trattare la sua unica sorella."
"Che sul senso di colpa un po 'troppo pesante non è vero zia Annetta?"
"Niente affatto se si otterrà me più visite da voi. And who is this lovely young lady?" Annette asked finally addressing Sally.
"This is Sally McDonald, my date," he introduced. To Sally, "Sally this is my only beautiful aunt, Annetta Lenittio."
"Devil!" she said to Storm as she laughed and took Sally's hand. "You are beautiful. It is a pleasure to have you here. Please do come in, come in," Annetta said as she turned and ushered them into the waiting room.
As they entered, a maid addressed Annetta, "Mrs. Lenittio? Your niece is asking for you and of her brother's arrival."
"Ayasha has been patiently awaiting your arrival Storm. Go up and see her now." When Storm looked back at Sally, Annetta continued, "I'll look after your date. We'll get to know each other. Vai avanti ora."
"Okay Aunt Annetta, thanks."
"Now dear, where are you from," Annetta said addressing Sally.
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Ayasha Monsello looked at herself again in the full length mirror and smiled sadly at her reflection. It was the happiest day of her life and she wanted her father to be there. It wasn't that she didn't love Storm, quite the opposite. He'd taken over being her protector and confidant after their father died but every girl needed her daddy on her big day; it was just how it was suppose to be. Her beautiful custom made Vera Wang dress was decorated with hand beaded Swarovski Crystals and seed pearls into a Native American Indian pattern. For jewels she wore the diamond earrings her father gave her for the sixteenth birthday. They were her favourite jewels from him. Iris her best friend fluffed out the back of her dress as they heard the knock on the door.
"I'll get it," Iris said putting down the bouquet of flowers.
"Thanks Iris."
"Hey Iris what's going on?" Storm asked.
"I'll leave you two," she said and exited the room as Storm entered.
Storm looked back at Iris curiously since she was never one to mince words. Looking back at Ayasha, Storm stopped as the door closed behind him.
"Ayasha what's going on?"
"What does it look like? I'm getting married and I want you to give me away...please."
"Yashy why didn't you tell me? Why are you rushing into this?"
"You've known about our engagement..."
