‘Well I found the girl beautiful and sweet. I never knew you were the someone, waiting for me. Cause we were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was. I will not give you up this time...

Darling just kiss me slow your heart is all I own and in your eyes, you are holding mine.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms,

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song when you said you looked a mess, I whispered under my breath but you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight."

Antonio and Praveen moved slowly with the music. Being close to Antonio, feeling his arms around his waist felt beautiful to Praveen. For a moment he thought his husband was a loving guy and he forgot about what he had said.

Antonio on the other hand just wanted to be done with the charade but somehow, the song moved slower than he remembered. It was disgusting and his anger was getting intense with each second that passed. Fuck! He just wanted to get out of there.

Everyone watched the happy couple, or so they thought as they danced. They were admiring them, some of them wishing they were in Praveen's shoes. But they had missed a great opportunity and most of them were jealous and sad. It was supposed to be them and not some boy they didn't even know came from.

Emilia was happy and proud of her little boys. She got lost staring at the two of them, just admiring their charm and beauty. It was really lovely and she couldn't help but shed a tear from time to time. She missed her husband and she wished he had been there to witness how happy his son was.

‘Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms,’ The song played, irritating Antonio even more. "Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite songs..."

Antonio just wanted that stupid music to end quickly but it didn't even do that. He was getting angrier with each passing second. He groaned angrily, pulling Praveen closer to his body. Praveen was surprised at that. He tightened his grip on Antonio's neck, still moving with the music.

Antonio slowly moved his right hand up Praveen's back and then to his arms. He slowly traced his arm and then tightened his grip there. He started adding pressure to his hand as he pulled the boy closer. If he wasn't gonna enjoy the party, the one that was causing it was gonna pay. Everyone was busy staring at their faces to notice anything. Besides, it would seem as if he was just dancing.

Antonio kept on adding pressure on that hand. Meanwhile, Praveen felt a sharp pain on his right arm. It was as if someone was squeezing it hard. It started hurting and he looked at Antonio and saw the hatred in his eyes.

"You are hurting me," He whispered, feeling himself getting uncomfortable.

"Really?" Antonio whispered, still locked with the boy's eyes. "I thought you were enjoying this." He smiled, still adding pressure and making sure the boy felt it too.

Praveen on the other hand felt the pain worsen and he winced a little. He tried to remove his hand but Antonio had a tight grip on his arm. He could feel his fingers even through his jacket. It hurt like hell and he got uncomfortable.

"Please," Praveen slightly closed his eyes and tried to move away but Antonio used the other arm and pulled him closer to his body, hurting him even more. "You are hurting me."

"No!" Antonio grinned evilly. "You and I are dancing baby. This is what dancing with me feels with me so you better get used to it for the rest of the night."

Praveen closed his eyes and tried to forget about the pain but Antonio's grip was so powerful that he felt as if his arm was gonna be broken. He was now sure that he was gonna have a bruise there. He wanted to cry but he couldn't. His only savior was for the song to end and at that moment it seemed to be going slow and he didn't appreciate it.

"Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms, barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song..."

Praveen felt as if the song didn't stop he was gonna be with no arm in a few minutes. He couldn't do anything but endure the pain the man he was married to was giving him. He was used to pain and besides, he couldn't cry no matter what he did.

‘...I have faith in what I see.’ The song went on. ‘Now I know I have met an angel in person and she looks perfect,

I don't deserve this. You look perfect tonight.’

Finally, the song ended and people started clapping harder than they had done the first time. Praveen quickly removed his hands from Antonio's neck hoping he was gonna let go of his arm but he was wrong. Antonio stood closer to him, letting go of his waist but he didn't let go of his arm. He squeezed it harder with a smile on his face.

Praveen tried to pull his arm free but he just caused himself intense pain and he winced, almost letting out a louder sound. He looked in front and saw Emilia coming closer to him with Ethan. Finally, Antonio let go of his arm and it felt as if someone had just engraved something on his arm. It was painful as hell.

"Oh my babies," Emilia chuckled as she hugged them together. "You were so beautiful on the dance floor. I almost cried when I saw the two of you."

Antonio looked at Praveen and gave him a mocking laugh. "I am sure Praveen enjoyed the dance the most." Praveen couldn't answer him because his arm was on fire. Antonio was evil and to think Praveen had hoped he would at least change for that night but it was hopeless.

"Oh, I am sure you enjoyed it too." Ethan patted on his back, smiling at him. "I could see the way you were looking into his eyes."

Ethan and Emilia laughed together but neither Praveen nor Antonio found it funny.

"Anyway, let me introduce you to our guests now." She coiled her arm with Praveen's, feeling happy. "They are eager to meet you."

Praveen gave her a shy smile, nodding his head.

"It's fine, mom." Antonio had an excuse. "You can introduce him while I greet some of my friends and businessmen. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all." She shook her head in disagreement. "I only need Praveen but don't go far because tonight is your night. You should be with him."

"Okay," He smiled, feeling relieved that he was released from the idiot.

Praveen and Emilia went away and Antonio started heading towards a group of old businessmen and women that were waving at him. Ethan wanted to follow him but he also got called and they went in different directions.

"Congratulations, Mr. Gonzalez," One of the businessmen said, extending his hand which Antonio happily shook.

"Thank you so much." He said with a smile.

"Yeah," Another one patted on his back. "You are a very lucky man. You are young, famous, sexy, and rich. Not only have you become the owner of Gonzalez wealth but you have married a gorgeous boy."

"Haha..." Antonio chuckled, smiling at the man. "...thank you so much, sir..."

"Sir," They laughed happily. "We don't call our friends that. Anyway, welcome to the business world and we are happy to have you in our world. Your father must be very proud."

"Yeah," Antonio gave a sad sigh. "It is also my pleasure. I look forward to doing business with you."

Antonio continued his conversation with the businessmen and he was happy.

Meanwhile, Emilia was introducing Praveen to the people around as her son and Antonio's better half. Although Praveen was nervous, the people were nice to him. Some of them kissed his cheeks while others hugged. She introduced him to many of them and with their welcoming smiles and words, he got confident and smiled back. Everything was going perfectly.

They were going around for almost an hour and everyone he met seemed nice. Maybe living a rich life wasn't difficult at all. Maybe he had judged the rich too early, he thought as he was introduced to another woman who smiled at him.

The introduction continued and he met a whole lot of people. But before they could move on, Emilia received a really important call. She excused herself and just told him to enjoy the party. It was planned for him and he had to enjoy it to the fullest. He didn't have to be scared.

She kissed his cheek and went outside to answer the call.

Praveen took a deep breath and started moving around slowly. He didn't move far before... he heard something that made him stop in his tracks. His heart started racing, pounding deep in his chest. His body felt hot and cold at the same time.

"Honestly I never thought someone like Antonio would marry someone like that." A lady who seemed angry said.

Hearing her voice, Praveen quickly turned and found a group of three girls and two guys talking. They both had champagne glasses with them and they had their backs to him so they didn't even see him. They were probably right but it hurt.

"You are right," This time a man said. "I thought he was gonna marry a high fashion model or someone rich or someone from his class."

Praveen was hurt. The people were dressed beautifully and he had no idea why they were talking like that about him.

"But I am surprised he chose to marry that boy, a nerd." Another girl seethed. "What was he thinking? The boy even wears glasses and he probably knows nothing about high fashion. It's a shame that someone as handsome and sexy as Antonio would marry someone like that boy."

"Anything can happen," Another girl said, taking a sip from the glass. "Maybe he got tired of all those models and wanted to settle for someone simple, someone he knew would take care of him."

"Oh please," A guy said chuckling teasingly. "There are so many high-class men that would take care of him but he chose to settle for that, uh..." He groaned. "...they are probably not gonna last. He will meet someone else very soon and..."

Praveen couldn't stay there anymore because he was getting hurt. He quickly turned and started heading towards the staircase but he didn't reach far before he almost bumped into Antonio who for some reason was smiling at him holding a glass of champagne. He stood still and looked away.

"What's wrong?" Antonio teased, chuckling foolishly. "Why did you look away? I thought you loved looking into my handsome face and where are you going?"

"Why are you asking?" Praveen asked without even looking at him. "It's not as if you care where I go?"

"Oh!" Antonio touched his chest in mock, chirping as he moved his head. "How can you say that I don't care about you?" He gasped in mock astonishment. "Oh wait!" He laughed. "I don't care about you. By the way, have you heard that the people are saying you don't look good with me and you don't deserve me?"

Praveen tried to open his mouth but he couldn't utter a word.

"It's a pity because they are right you know." He placed his hand on Praveen's shoulder. "We are from different worlds that will never meet so if I were you, I would just leave."

"Why would he?" Antonio heard a familiar voice.

Both of them looked towards the direction of the voice. They found Andrea coming closer to them with her perfect catwalk. She had changed and she was amazing. She was putting on a beautiful black designer's dress with sparkles on the edges. The dress reaching her knees and she was on beautiful, classy, and expensive high heeled shoes. They were so high but her catwalk was amazing.

Her face was glowing with makeup, making her look even more beautiful than she was. Her hair was made in a perky side ponytail with flowers and she was like a princess. She looked more beautiful than any girl in the room which she wanted.

"He is enjoying all this wealth for the first time and he won't leave us alone." She seethed, growling at him. "Boys like him only care about money. They look innocent but dangerous. They need to be driven out like demons."
Praveen couldn't stand there and listen to their painful words. He just turned and headed back to the crowd, somewhere he could be alone without anyone insulting him or making him feel inferior. The party had been going well but now his mood was completely ruined.

"Hey, you look really beautiful."