Part Six

Leaving Grayson Global after visiting his mother, Peter made his way towards the restaurant on the corner of the street where his sister Adrianna had insisted they meet for lunch. Making his way into the building and spotting Adrianna in a booth in the corner, Peter told the Maitre’d and made his way over to sit down opposite the redhead.

"You're late," Adrianna purred. "But don’t worry, we started without you."

"We?" Peter said in confusion. "I thought it was just us..."

"I ran into someone, invited her to join us. She just popped into the bathroom," Adrianna shrugged.

"You know I don't like surprises." Peter told Adrianna.

"Liar," Adrianna smirked. "You love them when they involve pretty girls."

However before he could respond a tall blonde who had light-blue eyes arrived at the table before sliding into the booth next to Peter, giving him a good look at her cleavage, highlighting her medium-sized breasts and a round ass as she did.

"Vera Langley," The woman introduced herself. "You must be the famous Peter Grayson. Adrianna’s been telling me all about you."

"Only the good stuff, I hope," Peter said smoothly as he leaned back in the booth.

"Oh, absolutely," Vera laughed. "I don't think I've heard anyone talk about their siblings as much as AC does."

"Oh?" Peter asked curiously. "And what exactly has she been saying?"

"Just some stories about what you've been getting up to in college," Vera admitted.

"College isn’t even half of it," Adrianna said, playfully. "High School was a whole other chapter in Peter Grayson’s story. And you should hear about our trip to Milan last summer. Peter here had half the girls there wrapped around his finger."

"Mmm, I bet. Those Italian girls don't play," Vera murmured. "But then again, neither do I."

"I bet you got some stories. Jet-setting across the globe, modelling," Peter smirked.

"Oh, plenty. I lost count of how many after parties and nightclubs I've been to..." Vera commented.

"Now, I bet you got into all sorts of trouble," Peter told her. "No way someone like you doesn't have stories."

"I hear trouble is practically your middle name," Vera commented.

"Guilty as charged. But only when the company’s worth it." Peter chuckled.

"We're definitely worth it, aren't we, Vera?" Adrianna mischievously smiled.

"Depends on how much trouble you can handle." Vera softly responded.

"Easy, there," Adrianna said as she took a sip of her drink. "You guys should save some of that energy for Daniella's party tonight. I take it you're coming Vera?"

"Wouldn't miss it. Daniella throws the only parties worth attending during Fashion Week." Vera said as she leaned closer to Peter at the table. "The last one ended with three models in the pool, a very scandalous photo of a certain designer and his muse circulating the next morning and a rumour about Daniella and a champagne fountain… which I can confirm, was absolutely true."

"Is that the one where Daniella climbed onto the fountain, naked and she poured champagne over herself and was making out with some guy?" Peter leaned closer to Vera.

"Oh, honey, that wasn’t just some guy. It was her ex. They had been broken up for like two years at this point." Vera explained. "And let’s just say he wasn’t the only one she was sharing champagne with that night."

"Daniella’s parties are legendary for a reason. No rules… just pure, unfiltered chaos." Adrianna leaned forward, like they were sharing secrets.

"Sounds like my kind of night." Peter smirked.

"And a lot of bad decisions," Adrianna laughed.

"Bad decisions make the best stories," Vera countered. "Daniella's using this penthouse… floor-to-ceiling windows and a rooftop infinity pool."

"She's just showing off. Again." Adrianna scoffed.

"And what's wrong with that? If I had access to a penthouse like that, I'd be showing off every damn chance I got." Vera commented. "Then again, I don't need a penthouse to put on a show."

"What did you have in mind?" Peter grinned.

"I hate walking into these things alone. So here’s my proposal,” Vera paused. "You two be my dates. After all, you know what they say. Double the trouble, double the fun."

"You don't do anything halfway, do you?" Peter chuckled.

"Where's the fun in that?" Vera told the pair. "Besides, Daniella's parties thrive on spectacle. Arriving with the Grayson siblings on my arm? That’s a statement." Vera said, looking over at Adrianna. "Unless you're not up for it."

Adrianna simply glanced over at her brother who shrugged, telling her that it was her choice and so Adrianna responded with a happy smile. "Then I guess we'll pick you up after the show.”