The Alpha novel Chapter 34

Scarlet's POV

We are in front of another gorgeous, modern skyscraper that the Kane brothers own. We take the elevator up and it opens onto a large open ballroom. Round tables are on one side, all of them covered in fine cloths with gorgeous centerpieces on each of them. People are milling about everywhere throughout the decadent room as they cluster in groups, some chatting, some enjoying the art, some snacking on hors d'oeuvres. The entire space has dimmed lights while candles flicker on the tables. Recessed lighting lines the walls, spotlighting the multitude of canvases that adorn the space. In the center is a raised stage with a podium and microphone. A wall is just behind it and slightly off to the side so that you can see it passed the speaker. A large cloth is draped over it and I'm assuming it is hiding the portrait of myself.

My stomach rolls inside of me as my anxiety once again builds. I'm worried about how it turned out and what will happen. I'm not sure why. Just the idea of it being unveiled seems to set my nerves on edge. I link my arm through the crook of Ethan's elbow as he guides me into the room and toward his siblings. They are all standing in front of a wall divider that has a painting on either side of it. The one they are observing is of a woman in the throes of passion as her lover presses her backside against a window overlooking the city. "This picture makes me hot," Isa states plainly, her brothers instantly groaning at her.

"Goddess Isa! We don't want to know what makes you hot!" Tyler exclaims and I let out a small chuckle.

"Oh come on! I know I'm not the only one!" she insists back.

"I'm pretty sure that's what Lucien was going for," I remark as Ethan and I finish our approach.

"Lucien, huh? You on a first name basis with him now?" Xander asks with a cocked eyebrow. A low growl rumbles out of Ethan.

I shrug nonchalantly. "That's what he told me to call him," I answer innocently.

"You look stunning Scarlet," Isa pipes up, successfully changing the subject.

"Thank you. So do you," I return.

"So, do you guys want to look at the rest of the work?" Alex questions.

"I'd love to."

"Lead the way," Ethan states with a gesture of his hand to say ladies first. We begin wandering along the edge of the room as we look at one painting at a time. The chatter continues as everyone takes turns remarking on the pieces.