Chapter Eleven
Several months later, Aria turned one way and then the other in the large mirror in her bathroom. The silver sequined dress fit her perfectly. Thin straps held up the dress that hugged her figure and barely touched the ground, so she wouldn’t have a problem tripping and falling.
The party that night had taken all five months to plan and execute it. She had no idea so much went into having a party. They were glad they’d done it but didn’t plan to have another one anytime soon.
She put on the diamond earrings and choker the men got her and looked to see how it went with the dress. She decided the jewelry was perfect for the dress.
“Jesus Christ, woman.”
Aria spun around to see Mateo in a tux.
“Oh, my. Look at the handsome man I’ve got.”
Mateo walked to her and pulled her into his arms. “You are so damn beautiful. I love you so much.”
“I love you so much.”
He bent and took her lips in a kiss that never failed to make her head spin.
“Baby, we have to stop, or I’ll have you stripped out of that dress and we’ll be late to our own party.”
She sighed, but she knew he was right.
“But later, Trent and I will take you together.”
“Yes.” Oh, hell. She loved it when they were both inside of her, stretching her and making her feel both submissive and powerful at the same time.
He wrapped an arm around her waist. “Come on, Trent is downstairs waiting for us.”
Aria was glad to see her children already there with their family. There was enough of them alone to make a party, but Aria and the girls had invited over two hundred people, and amazingly, all but a few RSVP’d to come.
A buffet was set up in the formal dining room with dozens of tasty appetizers, and two different bars were set up on either side of the living room. Fortunately, the weather was coopering, and they had all the doors to the back garden open so people could have space. They had put several seating areas on the patio and in the corner of the rooms for people to rest. Waiters walked around the room with appetizers and glasses of champagne for the people.
They were thrilled when Angus decided to come and had made a point of putting him in an area where he could see everything, and people could come to talk with him easily. He was close enough to enjoy the band, and they’d appointed a maid just to serve him. Aria had the maid dress up so she didn’t stand out. Aria knew his family would be around him all night, so she wasn’t worried about him enjoying it.
“Hot damn,” Trent yelled when he saw her.
She smiled, met him halfway, and fell into his arms.
“I have a notion of lifting you over my shoulder and taking you back upstairs.”
She laughed. “You can’t. Maybe later.”
“Oh, definitely later.”
“Mama,” Faith said and ran to her and hugged her tightly. “You look absolutely gorgeous.”
“Oh, baby. I think you are. All my girls are so beautiful.”
Hope and Angelica came to her and hugged her. Aria looked around to see Beth standing by Alastair with his hand on her upper arm as if to keep her next to him.
She walked over to them and pulled Beth from his grip, biting back a smile at the scowl on his face, and into her arms. “Baby, you look amazing. You seem to glow, and every man is walking around is staring at you.”
Beth smiled. “No, I think they’re staring at you. You look beautiful.”
“You’re so sweet. I have got the prettiest daughters in the world. You all look like princesses.”
“Doesn’t that make you the queen?” Mateo whispered in her ear, making her snort, and he laughed.