The next day, after the breakfast that I ate in my room, I took a shower to get ready to go shopping with Viola.
I wore a white top with a brown jacket, tight white jeans and a pair of light brown calf-length boots.
I tied my hair into a pony tail and wore two pair of feathery earrings.
I glanced at the clock.
9:37.
She was surely waiting for me in the car….
I grabbed my phone and went downstairs.
As the chauffeur opened the door for me, I hoped in the limo and faced that bitch.
“Good morning to you too, Ashley.” She said, her voice full of sarcasm.
I didn’t even look at her and just started to play with my phone.
The car began to move.
She sighed and rubbed her temples.
“So… what do you need? Shoes, jewelry, books?” she asked.
I lifted my head and looked at her.
“Anything nice and classy.” I replied.
“Well… I need shoes.” She said.
“I don’t care.” I said harshly.
“You don’t have to be rude!!” she snapped at me.
I smirked at her.
My phone rang with the message tone.
It was Nic.
“Tonight there’s a party. Wanna come?”
“Heck yeah!!! Just… tell me what to wear!!! Xx A.”
“Anything not too classy, not too pricey.”
“Okay. Xx A.”
“Be ready at 7.”
I shoved the phone into my pocket and folded my arms, staring out the window.
-- - -
George and a few other servants brought the shopping bags into the house.
I had bought three Versace dresses, two Prada bags, a short skirt with a matching silver color top for tonight, six candy boxes for Nathan and fifteen or sixteen pair of earrings.
Viola had bought a perfume, another pearl necklace and four or five high heels.
We ate lunch together and she talked about how she met my dad that it made me angry and I swear that she knew it.
I could tell that she didn’t love my father…
“I had a good time, Ashley.” Viola said to me as we entered the house.
I gave her a fake smile.
“Seems you had fun!!” James said as he was coming down the stairs, with a boy, wearing baggy pants, around his age following him.
“Yes dear, we had.” Viola said.
The boy looked at me and winked.
I rolled my eyes and motioned to one of the servants to take my stuff to my room.
“How you doin, sis?” James said to me.
I glared at him and headed to my room to polish my nails.
-- -
I t was around 7 that I left my room.
My dad always came home around 8 o’clock so I called him and informed him about the party I was going to.
As I was going to open the door, Viola jumped in front of me out f nowhere.
“Where do you think you’re going?” she said.
“It’s none of your business.” I said, reaching for the door knob.
She grabbed my hand tightly.
“It is, my business. Where are you going?” she said firmly.
I yanked my hand away.
“My dad already knows where I’m going, why don’t you ask him?” I said and opened the door and ran to Nic's jeep and hoped in.
“Go go!!” I said to her.
“What? Is everything ok?” Nic asked.
Viola ran towards us.
“Just go, dammit!!” I yelled at her.
She hit the pedal and left that bitch behind.
-- - -
We entered the house.
Music was that loud that I covered my both ears.
Nic was wearing a lemon yellow top with a white skirt and a golden belt, matching with the color of her hair.
A guy gave each of us a drink.
Nicole downed it immediately and I just stared at her like an idiot.
She winked at me and grabbed my hand and took me to where the people were dancing.
I spotted Niall, Alex, Harry and another guy who supposed t be Alex’s boyfriend, in a corner, talking and laughing loudly.
Niall turned around and Nic waved at him.
As he saw her, a wide smile planted on his face.
Nic handed me the empty glass in her hand and ran and jumped into Niall’s hug.
I rolled my eyes and put the empty glass on a table and made my way through the wild dancing crowd towards them.
Alex was making out with a guy with dark hair and Nic and Niall were kissing.
Harry was the only one who was standing alone awkwardly among them.
As he saw me, he turned to face me.
“Hey baby!” Harry said flirtatiously and looked me up and down and wet his lower lip with his tongue, standing right in front of me, blocking the view.
“Love your shirt.” I commented.
He took a look at his shirt and then smirked at me and grabbed my drink.
He handed it to a guy who was passing by, with his eyes fixing on mine.
“heyy!!!” I protested.
“You don’t need that, baby.” He said and took my hand and placed it on his shoulders.
Then he grabbed my waist with the both hands and walked me to the middle of the dance floor.
“I don’t wanna dance.” I said firmly.
“You rather stand alone and watch your friends making out with their boyfriends? You have to be thankful.” He said huskily.
He was right.
I stayed quiet.
We were now in the middle of the dancing crazy people.
As I had no idea how to dance, well…. This kinda dance of course, I just stood still and watched them.
He leaned his head to the front, resting his forehead on mine.
“Move your body now.” He said, placing his hands on my hips, moving them to the sides.
My eyes caught a boy, standing alone, leaning to a wall, watching me intently.
It was the same guy that I saw that night when I went outside the frat house to bring my phone.
As our eyes met, he stood upright and stared at me.
As he was approaching me, I began to dart my eyes from his flexing biceps to his dark look.
He scared me….
As he got closer, I was sure of my thoughts.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me backwards, his chest to my back.
I gulped.
He softly bit my neck, Sending small shivers down my spine, as we both were swaying to the music.
“I saw you dance with the other guy…” he whispered into my ear, his hands holding my waist tightly.
God I knew that voice!!!
It was that stranger’s voice that made out with me that night…. What was his name? Liam?
“You have no right to…”
“You don’t own me!!” I said as loud as I could, shoving his hands away and then walked away, looking for Harry.
Who the hell he thinks he is and where the hell was Harry?
Suddenly, a strong hand yanked me back.
“Follow me…” he ordered me quietly, pulling my hand tightly.
I yanked it away, trying to run but two strong arms held me back, my body jerked backwards.
“That wasn’t a request, love.” He said with a devilish smile.
The music was so loud that even if I screamed, no one could ever hear me.
I followed his lead up the stairs, into a dark room that no one was there.
He closed the door.
Moonlight was the only source of illumination.
“Speak.” He ordered, stepping forward.
I gulped loudly and stepped back.
I couldn’t look into his eyes.
I was too afraid to do so.
“Are you afraid of me?” he asked, stepping forward, as I stepped back, hitting the wall.
I had nowhere to go.
I was trapped.
“Do you think I will hurt you?” his hot breath caressed my collar bone as his big palm roamed my thigh, finding its way to my bum, squeezing it slowly as his teeth grazed on my skin.
“Don’t…” I said even though I knew that he wouldn’t listen… but I was Ashley Colton and Ashley Colton stands for herself.
“Shh…” he hushed me, placing his long index finger to my half opened dry lips.
“You have every right to be afraid.” He murmured.

Notes

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