Chapter twelve
It was evening and Prince Chad came to pick up Amelia from her house with one of his best royal cars, he came with a lot of escorts because he was going to attend the fashion show with his true identity.
He came out of his car and went to her door, he was on a long black coat and the royal emblem rested on his breast pocket.
He knocked on her door and she came out arranging her long curly hair. She was so beautiful that Chad was speechless and he did not know what to say, she was in a tight sparkling red gown which rested above her knees and her ebony skin was glittering like a shiny pebble.
Chad cleared his throat before speaking. "Are you ready?"
"I am always ready..." She said and giggled. Chad glared at her and she immediately knew why he was glaring at her. "Your Highness." She said and Chad smiled.
When Amelia saw his car and the escorts she turn to Chad.
"Well, today I am going to show up as Prince Chad." He said and winked at her.
Russell opened the door for her and she stepped into his car and Chad joined her.
"You made the dress?" Chad asked while he looked out the car window.
"Yeah, I did."
"It's beautiful."
"Thank you."
Chad turned to her, glaring at her.
"Uhm--thank you, your highness."
"So we are breaking into one of the most popular shows on this planet," he turned to her and smirked.
"But won't it feel somehow coming uninvited?" Amelia was worried, she was not invited to the show and it would be so embarrassing if she gets kicked out while the whole world is watching. So embarrassing.
"It would feel good. Why?"
"What if we get kicked out of the show when we can't prove that we were invited? It will be so embarrassing because a lot of people would be watching us." She cringed and Chad laughed.
"Amelia, have you forgotten who I am?" He held her chin and looked into her eyes. "Nothing will happen, trust me everything will go smoothly."
He relaxed on the car seat and brought out a champagne bottle with two wine glasses.
"Do you care for some drink?" He said and winked at her and she nodded.
"No." He said and dropped the bottle and Amelia became confused by his sudden disagreement. "We celebrate after the show."
"I know it will be a mess...we don't even have any models." She chirped and Chad laughed. His laughter had started becoming annoying to her.
"I got that covered already trust me."
When they arrived at the event, Amelia became scared this was the first time she was attending a fashion show this big. Chad noticed that she was quite uncomfortable and he slid his hands into hers and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"First time on the carpet?" Chad asked her and grinned. Amelia nodded shyly.
"Everything will be fine trust me." He whispered. "Just stay by my side and I would tell you what to do."
The car door opened and when Amelia saw the number of people outside she started hyperventilating.
When Chad and she came out of the car everyone started shouting, no one expected Chad to be there, it was a shocker to everyone.
Chad was holding Amelia's hand and everyone's attention was on them.
'Oh my gosh, isn't that Prince Chad?'
Everyone started talking about them.
'He is so handsome.'
'Who is that girl?'
Amelia started waving at people who waved at her and Chad told her to stop.
"Rule number one you don't wave back at people when they wave at you."
Amelia was walking slowly because she was very uncomfortable with everyone taking pictures and videos of her and Chad.
"Rule number two, you don't walk cowardly on the carpet, you walk with confidence and pride like you own the show."
Then the paparazzi started following them and asking them a lot of questions, but Chad shun them Amelia tried to reply to their questions but Chad did not let her.
"Rule number three, you do not answer any question from the media unless necessary."
Then a blonde girl approached them, she was a popular French celebrity.
"Bon--." She was about to greet them in French but Chad cut her off.
"If you want to talk with us, speak in English, not French." The blonde girl got annoyed by Chad's arrogant remarks and walked away.
Amelia pinched Chad's hand for being rude.
"Rule number four, people like that don't come to talk to you for any good reason."
"What do you mean by that? You were just being rude." Amelia told him with a low voice she did not want anyone to hear what she and Chad were saying.
"You will understand one day, Amelia." He said and half-smiled.
She hissed and rolled her eyes.
"You know I can just walk away and leave you right here?" Chad threatened and Amelia tightened her grip on his hand as if he wanted to leave her.
"I am sorry, your highness."
Chad rolled his eyes.
The host of the show A renowned French Fashion Designer Belle Johnson who was a tall woman in her early 50's approached them.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, your highness." She bowed and Chad took her hand into his and gave it a gentle kiss.
"The pleasure is mine," Chad said with a mischievous grin on his face.
"You are highly invited to this event and I have reserved a seat for you and your beautiful lady, your Highness." She said referring to Amelia and she and Amelia exchanged pleasantries.
While they were walking to their sits, Amelia realized that Prince Chad was in a different world than her.
"You see, I got this under control," Chad whispered as they were walking to their sits. "We didn't even have to use the black card."
"What about our models?" Amelia asked him, she had been worried about this since she got here.
"There they come."
Amelia's eyes quickly started searching for the supposed models' Chad was talking about and she could not believe what she saw.
"Are you sure those are our models?" She asked dumbfounded.
"Yes, they are," Chad said and grinned.
Amelia could not believe that top models from around the world were going to model for her brand this night, this had to be a dream, how was he able to make such an arrangement this fast?
"Amelia meets, Vanessa Armstrong-- I know you already know her but I felt this introduction is important-- she is a top model and she has modelled for a lot of brands especially top brands like Gucci and Louis Vuitton."
"Hi, Amelia." Vanessa winked at Amelia and then started clinging to Chad, someway this made Amelia angry.
"Not now Vanessa," Chad shunned her off and she giggled.
"Still a cold asshole, Chad?" Amelia disliked her more after hearing her call Chad a cold asshole but she did not let that worry her, she just wanted to make her brand go public and Vanessa was going to help her do that, that was what mattered to her.
"Okay, so Amelia this is who you would be working with, she has a team so all of you would work together," Chad stated. Vanessa's team consisted of top fashion models too. Amelia was shocked that Chad was able to make these types of models work for her in less than a day and she had to ask him when they were alone how he did it.
"It was quite easy, it was like collecting a piece of candy from a newborn baby," Chad said and chuckled.
"But how did you convince her? She is a very popular model and you were able to convince her to work for me?" Amelia wanted to know what magic Chad used to convince Vanessa.
"Are you forgetting who I am, Amelia?"
EARLIER TODAY.
Chad sighed as he knocked on her door Vanessa opened the door and she was surprised to see Chad standing by her door.
He entered her house. Her house was quite a big one filled with all kinds of expensive things, ranging from her furniture to her bed in her room, every single thing in her house was expensive and smelled of extravagance.
Vanessa hugged Chad from behind and Chad sighed and pinched his nose. He knew what to do, he had to play along, and even though he disliked being around her, he had to play along.
He turned around and grabbed her waist.
"How are you doing, beautiful?" His voice was as soft as cotton and he stared intently into her eyes.
"I am fine," She blushed as she replied and Chad grinned, this would be easier than he thought.
His hands went to her backside side and he groped her from behind and she moaned. He kissed her, bit her lower lip, sucked the skin on her neck, he used his tongue to draw circles on her chest.
"I need your help, Vanessa." He whispered.
"What should I do, Chad? Anything you ask me to do, I will do it." She said filled with a lot of pleasures and desires. He kissed her again.
"I need your help, Vanessa." He repeated, and he bit the skin on her neck gently and she moaned.
"Tell me, Chad what is the problem, I will do anything for you. Do you want me to help you take your trousers off?" She asked him and her hand travelled to his crotch but he stopped her from holding him.
"I want you to help me model for my brand in a fashion show tonight." He told her.
"But..." He kissed her again before she could say another word.
"Please." He said while kissing her and Vanessa had no choice but to accept his offer.
"I will do anything for you, baby." Chad stop kissing her and he chuckled.
"Okay, I will give you further details about the show later." He told her and there was a big mischievous smile on his face. "I'll be taking my leave now." As he was about to leave Vanessa held him.
"Why do you want to leave now? Isn't it too early? Come on stay for some time let us have some fun." She begged him and Chad laughed. He removed his hand from her grip.
"You should know your place." He said with a threatening voice, not sounding like the sweet and gentle voice he used to talk to her some moments ago, with that he left.
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When Chad and Amelia arrived at their sits, Amelia was surprised that they were offered the best sit in the room.
Chad looked at her and smiled.
"What were you saying about us getting kicked out?"