"I shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine."

Arabella Karve "You're not fucking going" My father sneers.

"If Eros is there I would be fine, let me go." I say pleadingly, wanting to go have a fun night for once in my fucking life.

"I said no." My father looks at me warningly as my mother smirks proudly.

"Eros, I-" I say desperately, turning to him as he leans against the wall and stares directly at me.

"It's not safe Bella" Is all he says as his eyes slightly soften from my expression.

"I'm so sick of having to live my fucking life like this" I yell angrily, turning back to my fucking parents.

"Well you are the heir to the mafia." My fathers responds while looking at me like a worthless object.

"B-" I begin before being cut off by my father, "Its like you are asking for Dominik Voklov to come after you again."

I stare at him speechless, "H-he's dead." Is all I can manage to say, trying to almost convince myself.

My throat feels a little clogged up hearing that name again after so long.

"A body was never found so don't act like you fucking know anything girl."

I glare at them in angry disbelief before turning around and storming out of the office.

They are not controlling my fucking life. ********************** I carefully take my long hair out of the heat rollers and smile in the mirror at the loose blowout.

I pick up my liquid eyeliner and after cursing at my shaky fucking hand if finally looks descent.

I finish my black eyeliner and pull on my crimson spaghetti strap mini dress.

After placing my heels on, I stand in the mirror and take a deep breath. I can do this.

I walk towards my window and unsteadily hoist myself onto the seal, trying to ignore the deja vu.

I stare back into my bedroom and feel a sense of guilt wash over me, Eros.

"It is one night" I tell myself, hoping it will make me feel better "I will be back before he realizes I am gone."

I slide out of the window and immediately look towards the camera, praying no one is watching me from the other side.

I crouch and quickly make my way around the haunting manor. I can see my cold breath in-front of me as I hurriedly walk down the dark road towards the place Dimitri told me he would be waiting.

My heels click against the asphalt as I wave to the the black suv waiting at the end of the road. I smile as it stops beside me and I am met with Dimitris flirty grin.

I pull open the passenger door and quickly slide into the seat, "it's fucking cold out there."

Dimitri chuckles while driving down the road and towards downtown, "you look absolutely ravishing tonight."

I roll my eyes with a grin, "I better, the getting ready process was hell on earth" I laugh.

"Well it will be worth it for tonight" He winks at me.

"I am so excited" I say with a large smile, trying to push away the familiar feeling of guilt.

I don't have anything to feel guilty about. ********************** The loud music and smell of sweat hit me the second me and Dimitri enter through the club door. Dimitri walks ahead of me and I wrap my arms around myself in comfort, because of the crowded room.

I slightly scrunch my nose as I walk past a couple basically molesting each other on the wall.

"Everyone this is Arabella Karve" Dimitri says snapping me out of my thoughts. He suddenly grabs my forearm and pulls me towards him and a group of well dressed people.

"Oh we finally get to meet the one and only Karve girl." One of the men with dark skin says while leaning back against the bar.

"Lucky you?" I say awkwardly, a little unsure on how to respond to his comment.

"Lucky us." A blonde haired woman says from beside him with a serpent like smirk.

"You know that's it I'm buying you a drink" Another man says with a smile before turning around to the bartender and ordering six shots.

I smile in gratitude as he hands me the small shot and I immediately throw my head back and welcome the intoxicating burn.

It's going to be a good night. ********************** They bought me more drinks, a lot more drinks. And I took them all gladly with a smile.

Next thing I know Childish Gambino is playing and I am wasted on the dance floor feeling feeling sexier then ever.

I run my hands through my hair while rocking my body, as it feels like everything is completely hazy around me. I roll my body in rhythm of the music, lost in the mixture of sweaty body's.

I probably look like a fucking idiot.

I feel random large hands wrap around my waist and I immediately pull out of their grip.

I turn around and see a man staring at me with an arrogant smirk, "you look good sweetheart!" He yells over the loud music. I scowl while looking at the slight grey hue in his hair and wrinkles on his face.

"Don't fucking touch me." I but out while turning back around and beginning to walk off of the dance floor.

I feel his cold hand quickly wrap around my forearm, "no need to get angry, your asking for it wearing that-"

Next thing I know he is cut off and stepping backwards with a wince. I see his hands covering his nose, that blood trickles out of.

I look down at my red fist that sorely pounds and my eyes slightly widen. Did I just punch him?

An intoxicated smile breaks out across my face as I stare down at my fist in shock, I just punched him!

"Arabella let's go!" I hear someone yell from behind me and I turn around to see Dimitri shaking his head at me.

I smile and happily skip after him.

I blissfully follow Dimitri towards the back of the club, where there are a couple of doors lined up that look like the place I would give a lap dance. They wish.

A man walks past me with a tray of drinks and I immediately drool at the sight, "Vodka?!" I yell over the music.

"Yes missy want one?" He says while moving the tray towards me. "Hell yes!" I smile, "thanks!" He chuckles at me before walking off.

Dimitri pulls open one of the doors and walks in, standing to the side to let me enter. I half walk half skip, into the room with a happy smile while holding my drink.

Dimitri closes the door behind me and I hear the soft click of the lock. Immediately it is more peaceful in the room, leaving us in a silence surrounded by the sound of muffled music.

Dimitri goes and lounges on one of the velvet couches, throwing his arm over the back. He runs a hand smoothly through his hair as I analyze his outfit, dark blue button down and perfect white dress pants. Nice.

I giggle excessively, "I fucking love dancing!" I say excitedly.

"I saw" Dimitri purses his lips, "it was dumb of you to punch that man." Huh?

I tilt my head at his comment, "I would do it again."

"That's what I love about you" He recovers with a grin.

I want to dance.

"Let's go dance!" I grin while looking back towards the door, "that's one of my favorite songs!"

I don't even know the song playing.

"Fine, but first come here, your hair" He says while slight sitting up and bracing his forearms on his knees.

I begin walking towards him and next thing I know the air trips me and I go crashing down on top of Dimitri. Fuck me.

I groan while sitting up and realizing I am basically on-top of him. My head pounds as I look down at his shirt and realize my vodka is now covering his expensive clothes, "Dimitri I am so sorry" I gasp while beginning to pull away from him.

I am about to stand up before Dimitris arm suddenly wraps around my waist and pulls me down onto his lap, making my legs straddle his.

I really want out of this room.

I press my hands onto his chest in surprise as his hands slowly begin to slide to my lower back.

"It's okay gorgeous no need to be worried." He grins at me while slightly glancing down at my lips.

"I will go grab some um- paper towels" I say uncomfortably while beginning to pull away.

His arms slightly tighten around me, "wait don't go yet" Dimitri suddenly says with a soft voice.

"Do you need something..?" I say awkwardly while glancing around the room nervously.

"Shhh" He hushes quietly. And I uncomfortably begin to pull away again.

I miss Eros.

"Dim-" I am about to argue before I am suddenly cut off by Dimitri leaning forward and pressing his lips against mine.

My eyes widen as his tongue slides against my bottom lip and his hands slide, even lower, now resting on my ass.

His lips are cold against mine and every thing in me feels gross.

My head spins and I feel almost too weak to pull away from him, I don't feel in control of my own body.

"Dimitri no-" I gasp while pulling away but can't get the rest of the sentence out before his lips are already forcefully back on mine.

This is wrong. I don't want this.

I am about to pull away, if it wasn't for a sudden gunshot hitting the door. I gasp in fear as my head snaps towards the door and I see that the door handle was shot from the outside. Please don't be, please-

The door is kicked open and I hold my breath, waiting for the worst possible outcome. The moment the door fully opens I met with icy eyes staring straight at me with a sadistic look glazed in them.

Eros.

"Get your fucking hands off of her."

Relief washes over my body the moment I see him, but I pause as he looks over me with a look I've never seen in his eyes.

My hands on Dimitris chest, his hands on my ass, my lips swollen and hair messy, me straddling his lap.

Eros's jaw clenches tightly as he looks over us with a malice look that makes every bone in my body want to run in fear.

"Eros" I whisper softly as tears well in my eyes. I quickly pull away from Dimitri and hastily slide off of his lap. Eros's eyes only darken after hearing my voice.

"Get your fucking shit Arabella, we are leaving." He says so viciously, it feels like the words pierce my hurting heart.

I nod before slowly walking past him, out of the room. I walk through the club with my head down as my lip softly quivers from whatever just happened in that room.

What would have just happened if Eros did not show up?

I know Eros is following behind me as we walk out of the club because of the way people turn away in fear, and silence follows after.

I step out of the club and immediately take a deep breath hoping the cold air will make me feel better. I make it close to our car, but before we reach it I suddenly turn towards Eros while tears begin rolling down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry for leaving Eros" I say in a broken voice.

Eros just shakes his head while closing his eyes in almost in disbelief.

"I just wanted to have fun for once and everything went wrong" I sob, feeling weak and disgusted with myself.

Eros opens his eyes and glares darkly at me, he hates me.

"It's not the fact that you fucking left for the night Bella." He says while slowly shaking his head at me, "it's that fact that you didn't fucking tell me."

"I was fucking scared, I was fucking nauseous thinking you were taken or hurt or fucking dead. I was worried about you." He sneers as a cold guest of wind blows through the dark, quiet parking lot.

A shiver runs down my body from his words and the cold wind almost acting like a punishment.

"It was stupid of you to go out to this fucking club without anyone knowing. Did you know that there were multiple fucking people involved with the mafia in there tonight? You could have fucking died they could have fucking hurt you."

I harshly bite my lip to keep it from quivering as tears continue rolling down my pale cheeks.

"And I walk in to see you on-top of Dimitri, obviously making out with the fucking asshole while his hands are all over you. You put your fucking safety on the line just to sleep with him. I fucking trusted you Arabella Karve. I won't make that fucking mistake twice." He says with venom laced in every cruel world.

"Eros you don't understand" I sob as my voice breaks in my words.

"Get in the car. I don't want to listen to one more goddamn word from you." Eros says while looking at me with disappointment. He coldly walks towards the drivers side leaving me standing there with an ache throbbing my heart.

I didn't want Dimitri to touch me. I didn't want to hurt Eros. I didn't want to put my safety on the line. I just wanted to have one night where I got to pretend I was just a normal girl.

What the fuck is wrong with me? *********************** HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!!!<<333

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