A Plaything For CEO Blackwood

# 58 The Blackwood Mansion

The D-Day had finally come, it was evening and The Blackwood Mansion was a stunning sight. Its usual understated elegance was replaced by an exuberant atmosphere appropriate for a grand celebration. As they decorated the entryway, a kaleidoscope of multi-colored balloons drifted gracefully in the wind. Lanterns lighted with dazzling lights direct attendees to the hall where the activities would be held.

The dramatic alteration grabbed everyone who entered the beautiful hall. Garlands of fragrant flowers floated through the air as they spiraled across the polished oak floor, each meticulously selected from the house's gardens. In the center of the room stood a gorgeous banquet table draped in the most exquisite damask. Shiny cutlery and crystal goblets glistened under the soft illumination of crystal chandeliers. Each plate was adorned with a single, magnificent flower, taking the scene to a more refined level.

Soft velvet chairs were prepared for the guests as they took their seats at the table. Because each chair was carefully placed, there was plenty of room for everyone to sit and converse. Extra tables were set up in various parts of the hall to accommodate additional guests, and they were decorated with gorgeous table sets and matching floral arrangements.

In preparation for the arrival of the visitors, a crew of highly trained waiters and servants scurried around, making sure everything was in its appropriate place. Warming stations were set up with trays loaded with exquisite delicacies, ready to satiate insatiable stomachs. There was no doubt it would be a very fun night, with the presence of the flutes and Saxophones.

Mr. Blackwood lived in a sprawling estate encompassing over 100,000 square feet, designed to seamlessly blend with the natural beauty surrounding it., it was an entirely different world of its own, starting from the amazing high fences and gates which were properly guided by security, down through the drive in, surrounded by tall trees, lawns and gardens. It was a replica of his family house, except with a more modern design.

It was a modern masterpiece of glass and steel, it had everything you could think of. A grand hall was the first inner room in the building, but then there were about eight guest rooms, a living room upstairs, and a massive dining room that could accommodate twenty people at the same time.

There was also a family room, a home office, a house library, inner and outer swimming pools. There was a private gym, a tennis and basketball court, as well as a home spa, and there were all workers responsible for them. But none of this could compare to the lush gardens, manicured lawns, and a variety of trees that surrounded the property, creating a serene and inviting atmosphere. There was a cascading waterfall and a koi pond that added a touch of natural beauty to the landscape.

In the grand hall where the party was being held, there was a massive staircase, adorned with gilded railings and plush carpeting, that leads to a corridor on the upper levels of the Mansion, and on that inner Balcony stood Mr. Blackwood.

Dressed in a stunning tuxedo, he watched the arrangements being put in place and he was impressed by the decorations. The party would be live in half an hour and luckily, everything was set.

Suddenly, a ripple of movement at the entrance caught his eye. He shifted his gaze, and his heart skipped a beat. She was here! Annabel!! She had just walked in!

It felt like time had frozen as he watched her, she took a few steps into the hall and stopped, looking around in admiration. Mr. Blackwood caught himself drooling over her.

Her gown, a green mini gown that clung to her curves like a second skin, shimmered in the mild light, matching her pretty brown hair. The dress clung snugly to her thin waist before bursting out in a cascade of emerald folds that flowed around her ankles, and the low neckline dipped tantalizingly, offering a glimpse of her smooth, creamy skin.

Mr. Blackwood felt a familiar warmth spread through him, a mixture of admiration and desire. He watched, entranced, as she looked around the hall, she was as pretty as a goddess. Her emerald earrings swayed gently with the movement of her head as she looked around, catching the light and sending flashes of green fire across the room. The diamond necklace that adorned her neck sparkled like a constellation of stars, drawing his gaze to the delicate curve of her throat.

Mr. Blackwood was burning with desire, as he watched her. It felt like all eyes were turned to her, captivated by her dazzling beauty. He smiled to himself, his heart fluctuating in excitement. But then someone else walked in, the last person Mr. Blackwood wanted to see- Jimmy!

He came into the hall and took her hand, she turned to him and smiled. Mr. Blackwood felt his chest burn, he clenched his fist and fought the rage. He couldn’t believe it- She had brought Jimmy?

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Anna cannot believe her eyes as she arrives at Mr. Blackwood’s mansion for the first time. Everything seemed unreal, starting from the high gates, through the drive in and down to the mansion. She had left Jimmy behind to Park the car as he wouldn’t let the Valet do it himself.

As she walked into the Grand Hall where she believed the event was holding, she froze in amazement. The room was large but what caught her attention was the C-shaped massive stairs that led to the upper floor, and the magnificent crystal chandelier that casts a kaleidoscope of light on the polished marble floor.

“OMG,” she muttered to herself. She had never been in such an expensive house and she wondered if this was really a house or an event center for rent. She wished Jennifer was here right now and she knew that her best friend would regret not being in town.

Anna took a quick look around. From the dressings, she could tell the guests were all people of high caliber, the elites of the society. This was not a place for someone like her, but Jenny would have surely loved to be here, she would fit in just right.

Just then, her plus one showed up. He took her hand and she turned to him with a smile. “Is it done?”

“Yes,” he said with a smile and handed her the keys.

“No, you hold it.” She replied and before he could say anything, Mr. Blackwood approached them.

“It looks like our guests are early,” he said with a bit of sarcasm in his tone and faked a smile.

Anna’s face lit up when she saw him. “Mr. Blackwood.”

“Hello Sir,” Jimmy immediately offered his hand for a handshake.

“I believe we have met before.” Mr. Blackwood said while taking his hand.

“Yes Sir… I am Anna’s boyfriend.”

“Ohhh yes I remember. You are both welcome to my humble abode, I am happy to have you here.” He said and shot Anna a side glance.

Anna chuckled to herself. First of all, there was nothing humble about his abode, he was a show off in her book, why would anyone want to live in this massive building all alone? The money used in building this could go a long way in helping the less privileged.

“I brought you a gift, but I will present it later.” Anna smiled.

“Hmm,” he scoffed. “Looking forward to it,” he muttered, unable to put up the fake smile anymore and then he walked away.

Anna and Jimmy began to explore the building, the event was yet to start so it would be awkward to get seated right away. Shortly after, Anna took an excuse to use the bathroom, she had drunk too much water on their way there.

One of the servants had directed her to the ladies room upstairs and she was glad as it had given her the opportunity to go up that stairs. She seemed to be the center of attention as she climbed up those golden stairs.

Anna took the right corridor as instructed and she soon found the ladies room, she could swear it was cleaner than her kitchen. Whoever was in charge of cleaning this building needed a pay raise because there was not a dirt spot in the entire restroom.

When she was done peeing, she washed her hands and dried them with the tissue which she carefully disposed of, she then walked out and headed back for the party. However she didn’t make it down the stairs because along the hidden part of the corridor, a door suddenly opened and an arm drew her in.

She gasped and was about to scream but he muffled her. “Quiet!” he hushed with his palm covering her mouth.

“Mr. Blackwood?’ she mumbled behind his palm.

He then let go of her and quickly closed the door. Turning back to her, he frowned. “What have you done?” he asked with burning eyes. His anger was very visible; it was clear that she was in deep shit!

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