Curves Envy 3 - Claimed By An Alpha: BBW Billionaire Romance by Scarlett Avery Read Free Book Online Page B

Bruna with our eyes as she gets acquainted with every single man in the room. “Her skanky dress is going to get her a lot of action tonight, but not the kind of action you and I are looking for. Whoever she ends up with tonight, the poor sucker won’t remember her name in the morning.”
    “Thanks for reassuring me. She had some bitchy things to say about the way I looked and it ate at my confidence. I shouldn’t let her get under my skin the way she does, but she irritates the hell out of me.”
    “Are you serious?” Giovanna laughs. “You are going to turn heads, darling. I hear there are loads of eligible bachelors here tonight. Who knows, we might both score big time.”
    I don’t care about any eligible bachelors. I only want Max.
    “Giovanna, you’re going to leave them begging in your royal-blue creation. All eyes will be on you, not me.”
    “I don’t want to hear such nonsense from you. No one here tonight will know you’re not one of the models,” she says, fixating on my ears. “Honey, your dangling gold earrings are so vintage. Where did you get them?”
    Her question flushes my cheeks. “They belonged to my paternal grandmother.”
    It’s still so difficult for me to elaborate when it comes to my dead parents and grandparents. Since tonight is all about celebrations and festivities, I can’t bring myself to reveal to Giovanna that the earrings I’m wearing, a handful of gold jewelry hidden at my place and the apartment I own are the only things my grandmother Barbara left me. She fought the good fight trying to prove my parents’ deaths weren’t an accident, but in the end, she was no match against a company with very deep pockets and shark attorneys.
    “Well, you look like the belle of the ball and the only thing missing is for you to find your prince. Come on, let’s order a few drinks and then we’ll work the room.”
    We turn around to head to the bar where Brian, who interviewed me earlier today, is hitting on Josephine. Josie is a tall black model with the most flawless skin I’ve ever seen. Her smooth complexion is only surpassed by her beautiful heavy breasts. No wonder Deidra had her sporting their brightest and most colorful swimsuit selections. She wears her loose curls in a stylish high Afro that accentuates her well-defined cheekbones. I’ll confess, I’m jealous of her gorgeous full lips and her outrageous high ass. There’s no two ways about it, the woman is drop-dead fantabulous.
    I’m so focused on Josie, I nearly miss Brian’s transformation. The CNN reporter has ditched his buttoned-up look and his studious glasses for an edgier style. I love how his black leather jacket hugs his slender frame so well. His fiery red hair contrasts with his head-to-toe black outfit and brings even more emphasis to his pale blue eyes. Damn, he looks like a freaking model .
    When Brian sees us, he waves in our direction and gestures for us to come join them. I’m about to take a step forward alongside Giovanna when my phone rings. I quickly open my clutch and when his name flashes across my phone I stop breathing for a second. Max.
    “Giovanna, why don’t you go ahead without me? A text requires my attention and I need to make sure I respond, as it relates to an article we’re running on the website in a couple of days,” I lie, hoping she won’t be able to see right through me.
    “Honey, you have to turn that thing off,” she says, waving at my phone with a disapproving look. “It’s eight o’clock at night and it’s party time. You shouldn’t be working this late in the day.”
    “I know. Unfortunately the web is twenty-four seven and never sleeps. It’s only going to take me five minutes and I’ll be there before you even have time to miss me.”
    “Promise? If you’re not standing by my side in the next five minutes with a drink in your hand, I’ll come and grab you by the back of your neck and I’ll drag you all the way to the bar.” She smiles.
    “Cross my