Done. Consider it a date. Have fun tonight but be safe x
I put my phone away. Frost eyes me cautiously as we start heading towards the DJ controlling the music. Though by DJ, I mean some kid that has been put in charge of keeping the music flowing throughout the night.
Frost stands to the side as I walk behind the makeshift DJ set up and the guy smiles at me.
“What can I help you with?” His tone is tight; he knows who I am, hates me for what I did, but knows that this is a Knox party and he isn’t about to risk their wrath.
“Can you play some more pop stuff? My friend really loves Justin Bieber.” I point my thumb at Frost. The guy raises a brow at me sceptically; Frostisdressed in a suit, with an earpiece and a gun strapped to his side.
“I don’t…” He is cut off by Kalen’s presence.
“Play whatever my sister wants, and remember who she is.” Kalen’s tone makes the guy jump into action and ‘What Do You Mean’ byJustin Bieberstarts to play. Kalen smirks at me.
“I didn’t take you as a Biebs fan.”
I just shrug, taking the drink he holds out for me. I swallow it down and he wordlessly hands me another one.
“Frost, let’s dance,” I shout over the music.
“Unlikely, Miss,” he answers with a scowl.
“I don’t think that was a request, Frost. You’re paid to do whatever you’re told. I might loathe the ground Branson walks on, but we have one thing we always agree on, and that is her safety. So unless you want to experience the namesake he lives up to, I suggest you do what she asks.”
Frost looks about ready to murder Kalen so I drag him to the dance floor. I’m not sure why Frost didn’t want to dance.When the music switches to a Selena Gomez song I feel eyes on me and I look up to meet Onyx’s hate-filled glare, which penetrates my entire body. Goosebumps spread across my skin, but nothing happens. He simply glares at me for a moment before disappearing into the crowd.
The night continues on in the same manner: Kalen brings me drinks and I down them. We dance. He flirts. I’m yet to see Slate, but Onyx bores holes through me all night long. I feel his hate burning my hot skin even when I can’t actually see him.
I drag Frost to dance with me a few more times, just to piss them all off. Frost might be in his thirties or more, but the guy knows how to seduce a woman with his moves. Elsie has come to find me a few times and tell me how excited she is. I don’t buy it. I watch her when she races off, and Marcia barely seems to acknowledge her presence most of the time. If that bitch hurts my bestie, I’ll neck her without restraint or regret.
I need to rest for a minute. I head towards a table by the wall, stumbling over my own feet as I go. Frost catches me. “I think it might be time to go, Miss,” he suggests.
“I think you’re right, Frosty. Ha! Frosty the snowman.”
He scowls at my new nickname for him, but says nothing, choosing instead to try to stand me upright. I stumble over my own damn feet again. Kalen tries to offer to help, but I shoo him away.
“Piggyback me, Frosty, it’ll be fun!”
Kalen laughs as Frost huffs, yet as Kalen helps me on to Frost’s back, Frost slides an arm under my ass to keep me supported.
“Byeeee,” I slur to Kalen. He looks undecided if he’s going to let me leave with my bodyguard or if he’s going to follow me.
“It’s fine; I have to find Slate.”
Kalen nods and lets us leave. Frost heads outside and says something to Jasper through the ear thingy.
“To the old library! Quickly!” I shout. He doesn’t go faster, he takes us towards our destination pausing every few minutes when I start to fall down his back. “Giddy up, Frosty the horseman!”
Chapter Twenty-One
Onyx
I couldn’t watch Amelie grind herself against that damn bodyguard any longer. I might have snapped his neck if I had to witness the look on his face when she pushed her ass into his crotch. At least the old guy seemed to be horrified. If it had been the younger one – Jason or Jasper or something equally 90s boybandish – there would have been bloodshed.
She wasn’t supposed to be at the party. We didn’t exactly forbid her from coming, but we haven’t been inviting her since she was attacked. We try to keep most of the parties from her, but that blew up in our faces tonight. I’m pretty sure I know why too.
Marcia’s pissed at Kalen because he hasn't fucked her since Amelie arrived, so she decided to make sure Amelie was at the party by inviting Elsie as her date. What a joke! That girl is such a cock-loving slut, she wouldn’t know what to do with a pussy if it begged her. I think the bitch had planned to make sure everyone fucked with Amelie tonight. Obviously forgetting that Amelie’s ours.
One call to Branson to make sure both the security followed them eased our anxiety. No one dared touch her with guns on site.
