Once we get back to Xander’s penthouse, the place was empty.
“Where is everyone?” I ask.
I walk towards the kitchen and see a note.
Dear Xander and Sienna,
Me, your dad, and Sienna’s parents have gone out to catch up. We’ll see you later. Love you!
“Looks like our parents are out.”
“Yup. And everyone is at the club. Aiden sent me a message saying, after we have come back home we can join them. Do you want to go?”
“Sure! I mean, the night is still young.”
I head into my bedroom to get ready while Xander does the same.
I chose to wear a black crop top which had a deep V neckline with thin straps. Along with a matching black skirt which hugs my curves, which reaches mid thigh.
I pair it up with a silver bracelet and silver heels.
I curl my hair into loose waves and leave it open. Just then Xander walks in.
“Hey, are you rea-“ he stops mid sentence as his eyes rake over my body. He swallows a lump in his throat and clears his throat. He was wearing a casual white t-shirt with black jeans and black leather jacket.
“How do I look?” He walks over to me and whispers huskily in my ear,
“You’re a sight to see.” I gulp and walk away. I could hear him chuckle behind me.
“Let’s go!” I shout over my shoulder.
Xander opens the car door for me and I climb in, while he heads over to the driver's seat. We drive in comfortable silence until we get to the club. We walk over to the entrance, we walk straight in without the bouncer asking anything.
“Don’t tell me you're the owner of this club too?!” i ask already knowing the answer. Xander chuckles and nods his head.
As soon as we walk in, the smell of alcohol fills my nostrils and the loud music blasts through the club. We walk in and I spot Cora and the group.
“Sienna!!!! Where have you been?!” Cora slurred. I could tell that she was fully drunk and out of it.
“Aiden has been keeping me company!!” Before I even got the chance to reply, she walked off towards Aiden and started dancing again. I walk over to the bar and order myself some shots, while Xander orders some whiskey neat.
After having a few shots I head over to the dance floor and start dancing. Suddenly, I feel a presence behind me and I already know it’s Xander. He grabs my hips and pulls me towards him so my back is towards his chest. We start dancing to the beat, in a swift motion Xander spins me around so we are face to face. I put my hands around his neck while his hands go around my waist. He hoists my left leg around his torso and swiftly spins me around and brings me back towards him again, so our faces are only inches away.
“Xander!” Before Xander could make any move Scar interrupts us with an envelope in his hand.
“Damon and his wife Azalia invited us to a ball that they are hosting this weekend.” Who are Azalia and Damon?
“Where are they? I haven’t seen Damon for months.”
“They left. They only came to attend some business. But they are expecting to see us this weekend at the ball.”
“I’ll be back. I need to talk to Zack about something.” Zack, Scar and Xander were the only ones sober tonight. Don’t get me wrong I’m not a lightweight, I’ve just had a lot to drink tonight.
While Xander goes to talk to Zack, I head over to the bar and ask for a glass of water, to sober up a bit. Just then Scar takes a seat next to me.
“So…” I mimic his words, not understanding what he was on about.
“How was the date?” I nearly choke on my water. I did not expect Scar, my older brother, to ask me that.
“Come on. Don’t give me that look. Just because I’m your older brother doesn’t mean I don’t want to know. Plus you're my little sister. I need to know if he’s treating you right.”
“The date went great. And yes he is treating me right.”
“Good. Thought I would’ve had to beat his a** if he wasn’t treating you right.”
“You know you don’t always have to be protective. I can handle myself.”
“I know you can. But you're still my baby sister, it’s my duty to protect you.” Scar says with a grin before taking a sip of his drink. We keep talking about embarrassing moments from our childhood until Xander comes back.
“We should head home. Everyone’s wasted.” Xander says walking towards us.
“You take Sienna home. I’ll help Zack bring the rest home. I don’t think Sebastian is that drunk either.”
I give Scar one last hug and head out with Xander.
“Give me another drink!”
“Sir, I think you’ve had enough.”
“Give me another drink dammit!!”
I’ve had to watch both of them dance together all f*cking night!
Only a couple more days..
You’ll be mine soon princess.
Once we got home I went to my room and got changed into something more comfortable. I change into an oversized t-shirt with black pyjama shorts.
I was just about to climb into bed until there was a knock on my bedroom door. I open the door and see Xander standing there in grey sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt.
“What are you doing here?” I ask
“Hm. Did you think you were going to sleep here tonight?” He asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Well yes obviously. This is my room.”
“Well not anymore. You’ll be sleeping in my room.”
“Wait what?” I just stand there, my mouth gaping open in shock.
“Let’s go.” He takes my hand and leads me to his room.
“You do know that I still haven’t forgiven you?” I ask, as we are walking to his room.
“Really?” He asks, quivering an eyebrow. I noticed he did that a lot.
“Well I’ll make it up to you tomorrow at the ball.”
“Who said I’m going with you?”
“I did.” He says while a mischievous grin forms on his lips.
Xander opens the door to his room and I immediately climb into the bed, exhausted after a long day.
Xander climbs in bed and wraps an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. I then drift into a deep sleep unable to keep my eyes open.
“You really think anyone would like you?! Let alone love you?!! Have you seen yourself? You’re lucky I was there for you when you lost your best friend! Otherwise you would be broken right now! Without anyone helping you! You ungrateful b*tch!”
“Please s-stop!” I cry uncontrollably begging him to stop. But he doesn’t.
He throws me on the bed and starts kissing me by force, and rips my clothes off…
Flashback over ~
“Sienna! Wake up!”
I open my eyes and I could see Xander trying to shake me awake. I jump into his arms and cry uncontrollably. He holds me tight one arm around my back and hand stroking my head. He kept whispering sweet things until I calmed down. My mind took me to the night of the ball this weekend, just the thought of it gave me a bad feeling. It’s probably nothing, just me overthinking.
What could go wrong, right?