Chapter 63 - Meet The Devil

Expectation greeted her when Prisana made way onto the yacht because she was all that the social elites were gossiping about. The media, including those present, must have witnessed the open display of drama that transpired moments earlier. When she walked inside of the yacht, she found people making way for her like some famed celebrity.

That famed celebrity around Jersey's elites was usually her father. Ironically now, it was her.

She haughtily strutted over with head held high despite hearing stuff like,

"The senator's daughter is a gold digger?"

"...That poor man. Giovanni Blair, was Reed's son who owns that oil company right? What a shame for this to happen."

"Now she's married to...What's his name again?"

"Elias Blackwell," Prisana finished for everyone, hearing some startled gasps throughout the audience. "I am the wife to the CEO of silver linings. He's quite generous actually. I get whatever I want, when I want. Why, he's also a much better lover in bed than Giovanni!"

Her answer seemed to hush everyone present and all immediately continued to chat about something else. Good. She walked to the edge of the yacht to be alone but ended up taking in the horrid views before her. The yacht inside was just as grand as it's outside appearance.

There was a luxury swimming pool with lounging chairs situated in the very middle of the deck. The seats were made of the most expensive leather and linen as it sparkled brilliantly underneath the blazing sun. Men and women around the pool showed off their expensive suits and dresses while holding wine in their hands. A live band played outside as jazzy music spilled into her ears.

God, as luxurious as it was, it still made her sick. These functions were each the same. Fake and composed of the rich flaunting off how well they were doing in life. Namely, the two women in front of her. Prisana rolled her eyes at the two women bickering with one another just a few feet away. They were bickering about how expensive their dresses and jewelry cost.

"Everything I'm wearing is far expensive than that cheap shabby dress of yours!" flaunting woman number one shouted.

Flaunting woman number two with a sparkling gold dress far from shabby made a huffing sound, "It is not! You're just jealous that Leo hit on me first."

Oh, now they were arguing about a man? Out of curiosity, Prisana turned her head. Only, to find a devilish man lounging against the wall. He had this striking hair color of jet black yet appearing dark blue within different angles. She could be fooling herself but for a moment, she felt his peculiar hazel eyes meet hers.

However of course, both flaunting women were next to her so his focus must have been on them.

The man that the two flaunting women were fighting over finally walked over to them with flashing bright white teeth, "Ladies, no need to fight over me. Why don't we all just have a great time together?"

Flaunting woman number one frowned, "But you told me that I was the only one for you tonight..."

"Hey..." the other woman frowned immensely too as they looked to each other in unison. "He told me the same thing."

Both flaunting women turned to glare at said devilish man. In a matter of seconds, Prisana's eyes widened as both women slapped him across the face. The devilish man grunted and regretfully watched the women walk away from his grasp. She couldn't help the little laugh escaping from her lips.

That earned a knowing look from him and this time he really did turn to face her, "Is this a hobby of yours? Eavesdropping?"

She cleared her throat at his unexpected confrontation, "Excuse me unfortunate sir, I was merely standing here when it happened. This area is free for all to bask in, is it not?"

The devilish man quickly found her swollen cheek and he frowned. She tried to cover it but it was too late.

"You're right. And it seems, we were meant to meet by similar circumstances. Rather, it looks like I'm not the only one that has gotten hurt tonight."

She turned her face away, "It's none of your business."

For a moment, Prisana thought that the devil had left and that she was finally alone. But she was tricked. She heard his footsteps fade away into the distance. So she gazed at the ripples of water overlapping one over the other. She even quite liked the sound of the calming waves but her heart stormed when she found the yacht that Dane was on.

God, please let him win. She would believe in her husband and beast in shining armor. Her sabotaging the senator's yacht was something she was resolved to do if the need arose to do so because hard edged politicians like that man never played fair.

Then, the footsteps she believed would be gone forever, actually returned.

This time, he leaned in too close for comfort so that his lips hovered near her ears, "That man is always good at surprises."

Soon after, an ice pack lifted to touch her swollen cheek. She gazed into emotionless eyes of the devil.

Prisana nearly jumped but she only scooted away, then questioned him with her brow and rejected his kind gesture, "What are you talking about?"

"Dane Lennox, he is your husband is he not?" he whispered into her ears with that alluring low vibrato and she really did jump.

All she could hear was the trembles from her heart telling her that this man was dangerous.

"How...?"

"Shh, I'm the devil without disguise and I know all his secrets," the devil admitted. "I've been looking for you Prisana Visalyaputra."

There were a barrel of questions rolling at the tip of her tongue.

She shook her head in confusion and asked one of them, "W-Why have you been looking for me?"

"You're prized goods, dear. Ha! All along, I never imagined you'd be in the hands of that man."

"Leonardo, what do you think you're doing?" came that sickly familiar voice she wished to all but erase.

Giovanni found the pair in a lover's secret rendezvous to his eyes. The devil named Leonardo stepped back and offered his hands into the air as a sign of surrender.

"Relax, I was only becoming acquainted with the celebrity of the hour. Shouldn't you be thanking me? I've found the woman you've been looking for."

"The deal is off, devil. I found her first."

"I suppose you do make a good point," the devil winked at Prisana while infuriating Giovanni, then waved a hand goodbye before leaving the scene.

"Alright, well then, if you ever need me, you know where to find me, hmm?"