POV Millie I'm sitting on the black leather couch in the living room with my phone in my hands browsing through Amazon when the front door flies open revealing a very frantic X. He rushes past me in a hurry not even looking at me as he does so. I’m perked up on the couch wondering what just happened to him while he was gone for that half hour. “X?” I call out to him. “What?” He says from somewhere in the house. “What’s wrong?” I ask genuinely concerned. “Nothing. I have to shower and go to the club.” He says sounding occupied. “Do you want me to come with you?” I ask even though it’s the last thing I want to do. “NO!” He says sternly. What is his deal? What an ass. He comes out from the hallway with a towel in hand, preparing for his shower. He walks over and kneels in from of me dropping the towel to the floor and taking both of his tatted hands just behind my ears and looks me straight in my eyes in a serious manner. “I need you to listen to me baby, okay? I
POV X I’m feeling an immense amount of guilt as I leave Millie in the penthouse, I don’t want to do this. If this weekend goes well, I may reconsider my no-relationship rule. I don’t want anyone else but her and I sure as fuck don’t want her seeing anyone else. Jesus, just the thought fires me up. It’s already 11 pm and I head to my club to get this bullshit over with. I’m nervous as fuck to be having Aspen here in the house. There are way too many eyes around here for comfort. I already know Aspen will be all over me and the last fucking thing I want is to break my girl's heart by some snitch getting the wrong impression. I start walking to the VIP area and there she is with eyes locked on me, Aspen. Her hair is stick straight and glossy, she’s wearing the shortest red dress probably ever made. The material looks like it was painted onto her body. Yeah, normally I’d be intrigued but tonight I want my Millie, The only thing is I can’t have her, not now. “X! Come over here!”
POV Millie I haven’t moved from my spot on the living room couch since X left. I have an absolute awful feeling about this weekend, that I just can’t shake. I’m feeling lonely in this huge penthouse all by myself, thank god Steph and the girls agreed to come hang with me tomorrow, otherwise, I’d drive myself into insanity. I called my mom after X left to unload my stress. X texted me about an hour ago that he’s already missing me, which makes me feel a fraction better than I did before he left. He promises to not do anything stupid and I sure as hell hope he follows through with that. I eventually get up from my now warm spot on the leather couch, getting ready for bed, laying there between his sheets while he is downstairs doing only god knows what. … The sunlight coming from the balcony door is shining right on my face causing me to squint as I lazily open my eyes. I get this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach, I sit up on the bed with urgency. No sign of X being here
POV X It’s two in the morning and we just left the club. It’s officially Sunday. In just a few hours this will all be over and I can go back to my girl. I’m buzzed as fucked right now. Julian, Adria, Penelope, Aspen, and I are hanging out in a private lounge room. I’m currently on the third floor and Millie is just above us, probably sleeping like the angel that she is. I miss her like crazy. We’re all sitting on a large, brown leather couch, Aspen is sitting on my lap while Adria is cutting lines of coke on the coffee table for each of us. I snort my line of cocaine through my nostril, letting the powder take its effect on me. Aspen rips off her shirt and red bra, leaving the top half of her body completely bare. She sits back on my lap but straddles me this time around. She interlocks her mouth with mine and grabs my hands guiding them to her ass. I hold onto each cheek while entangling my tongue with hers. I hate this, I absolutely fucking hate this. I want this to be M
POV Millie Ghost is standing near the doorway. Is he the one on duty for tonight? “Millie.” The hideous man of a person says. “Um..what’s up?” I ask staring at the large scar that runs down his face. “Look Millie…” he says while scratching the back of his head. “I want to apologize for how badly I handled everything with you. I shouldn’t have reacted that way, I can tell you’re a good person, and uh..I don’t know…I think you need to see something on the third floor.” He says slumping his shoulder looking guilty. “What is it?” I ask cautiously. “It’s X..” he says with regret in his tone. “Is he okay?!” I ask frantically. “Yeah, yeah, he’s fine.” He says. I furrow my eyebrows in more confusion. “Millie, you don’t belong here, you deserve more than this.” He says and I’m beyond thrown off by Ghost’s sudden change in attitude towards me. “I can bring you there, or I can just give you the room number.” He trails off. I’m captivated by curiosity to know what Ghost i
POV X Millie…no Millie. My gaze is locked onto her awestruck face, she’s wearing my clothes as I’m completing naked with only my dick hidden, still sitting inside Aspen. I hastily remove it and the whole foursome comes to a screeching halt. “Millie…” I say with plead in my voice. My words break her of the trance she was in, she says nothing, booking it out the door. “Millie! Wait!” I yell out in desperation. I rip the condom off of me forcefully and pull up my jeans up as fast as humanly possible. “Who’s Millie?” Aspen asks. “She’s just some stuck-up bitch fucking X,” Adria says so matter of fact, I could just kill her right now. I’m shirtless and only in my black denim jeans, I eagerly make my way to the open door but not before Aspen opens her stupid fucking mouth. “X, do not leave here, do you want me reporting this back to my father?” She says full of power. “I don’t give a fuck, do what you gotta do,” I say in the most asshole way, running out the door. I
POV Millie I hear X call after me. I pick up my pace running for the staircase, I don’t want to hear a single word he has to say, I don’t want to see his face right now or ever again in my fucking life. I accelerate down the steps to the point that I’m practically flying. I’m numb, I’m so numb that I can’t even cry. I feel as though I’m having an out-of-body experience with my mind gliding on autopilot. I need to get out of here. I finally make it to the first floor and somehow I’m not dying for breaths, painful adrenaline courses through me. I walk through the kitchen where Steph is sitting on the counter and Julian between her legs as they fiercely make out. I don’t pay them any mind, I have a destination I need to get to and that’s my only focus, to leave. “Millie?! Millie wait! What’s wrong?” I hear Steph call out to me but I ignore her. I hear from a distance behind Steph speak again, “What did you do?! What the fuck did you do X?” Oh no, he’s too close, I s
POV Stephanie I stand at the top of the staircase with Julian by my side. I watch Millie speed out of the driveway. What the fuck just happened? I can piece together my assumptions. My eyes are now glued onto X who is at the bottom of the staircase on his hands and knees still pounding his fists against shards of Millie’s nonexistent phone, begging to a long gone Millie. “Fuck!” X screams out at a high volume. X’s hands are now profusely bleeding, Julian darts down the steps and runs to X pulling him off the ground. X stands up with blood dripping down from his hands. “C'mon man, let's go inside.” Julian gently suggests. X aggressively pushes Julian off of him “No! I need to go find her! I need to find her,” he yells out in panicky desperation. I stare at the two of them dumbfounded by the scene that just occurred. X catches me staring, he runs up the stairs in a second flat leaving a puddle of blood on the pavement. “Stephanie! Please, please tell me where she
POV Millie 6 months later “Ow!” I screech out. “Well if you’d just hold still!” X says looking up at me. “Are you sure you’ve tattooed someone before and I’m not the first?” I ask starting to regret my decision. He keeps his gaze on me and shakes his head in disbelief, “I’ve done this before baby, I’ve tattooed Julian plenty of times.”“Seriously? Julian? That’s not making me feel any better,” I say shaking my head back at him. He laughs, “I’m hurt you don’t trust me.” “Oh, whatever,” I roll my eyes at him and he gets back to work on my arm. The past six months have been quite life-changing but also in a good way. Julian proposed to Steph last month. I swear I question his mindset sometimes. He pulled another psychopath role-play scenario scaring her to death. “Marry me or I’ll kill you” I mean c’mon Julian…she’s been traumatized after walking in on me drenched in blood that day. My mind goes back to that day. It was a beautiful disaster. Stone worked overtime cleaning the
POVMillie & X XAs soon as the words fall from Stephanie’s mouth that Millie is in trouble I book it out of the door. I practically fly down the stairs, holding onto the railing for support but jumping four stairs at a time. Time is of the essence, every second that passes is a second closer to Millie’s death. I don’t know Dani’s motive here but I can only assume the worst. I’m finally on the third level of the house, sprinting through the hall. I hear Stephanie and Julian behind me, gasping for air as they try to keep up for Millie’s sake. A thunderous bang fills my ears and my heart plummets immediately. A gunshot. I want to fall to my fucking knees and die. “No!” Stephanie cries out but continues running behind. “309! It’s 309!” Stephanie sobs breathlessly. 312, 311, 310, 309! I instantaneously slide my master keycard in the door. “Fuck, hurry up!” I scream out kicking the door. Fucks sake an eternity later the green light appears. I hastily open the door barging thro
POVMillie I tell Steph I need some pain relievers for an oncoming headache but really, my nervousness has gotten the better of me. In the past two weeks, X has been a madman in his office for more hours than not. I’m not entirely sure what is going on or if it’s just investigating the incident from two weeks prior. Sure, I told him I thought it was Dani that one day but I chose not to press the issue after, for now at least. I roam the hall for a few minutes, something in my gut is feeling…off? I feel the presence of someone behind me, I go to turn around but I’m pushed against the wall, hard. “Don’t. say. A. Word” a husky voice from behind me demands. Fear strikes me within. Could this be X role-playing the way Julian and Steph did? Something tells me no though. I know X’s touch, his scent, his body and this is not it, it’s not him. The fear creeps over every inch of my body and into terror. I’m forced to move my legs to a black door and I’m slammed against it facing forward
POVX“Ah, what the fuck man,” Julian complains as I hit yet another solid ball into the pocket. I smirk his way taking all the glory as I’m currently kicking his ass in pool. “Gimme the lighter,” I say with my hand open towards his way. He hands me the red Bic lighter. I spark it up and light up my joint, take a hard hit, and hand the joint to Julian. “Good shit,” I say and then blow the smoke out in his face. “Fuck you, bro,” he says as it goes straight into his eyes. Oops. “Shoot your shot already,” I badger him.I sit on the crocodile brown leather bar stool and lean forward to watch him miss the shot. “Calm your tits,” he says concentrating on the yellow-striped ball. “Fuck yeah!” He yells out, dammit he got it. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I lean myself backward to reach inside the pocket of my black jeans to retrieve it. My spine stiffen from the text from an unknown number. +34 85601-1337You fucked up X. Now you’re going to pay. Blood will be shed Who the
POV Stephanie I bring my computer to life, type in my password, and open up the browser to search for morning flights. “Do you think everything is okay?” Millie asks me laced with suspicion. “Yeah mills, don’t worry this isn’t unusual,” I remark calmly. “Okay,” she balls her hands into a fist on her lap. She notably looks uncomfortable as I go to work and it’s distracting me. “I think I’m getting a bit of a headache, do you mind if I grab some ibuprofen from your room?” She asks rubbing her head. “Oh yeah for sure,” I say handing her my keycard and she gets up stepping out of the office. Okay, now I can actually concentrate. I click on various flights, Julian didn’t say anything about a return flight so I choose a one-way ticket until advised otherwise. I book them their usual hotel rooms for three nights, once again, I can adjust it at any time. I text Julian that they have a flight booked for 9:30 tomorrow morning. I close my computer down, turn off my office light, and
POV Millie It’s been an extremely interesting last couple of days. I sit on X’s lap wrapped in a light blanket on the balcony while we watch Julian and Slim risk their lives lighting off fireworks, the real Fourth of July. Although I hold my breath every time they bring a flame to the firecracker, the beauty of the lights over the ocean almost makes it worth one of them losing an arm. I snuggle into X’s hard warm body, wishing to be cocooned into him forever. I’m a lot more at peace now, X sat me down and explained his talk with Dani which I appreciate him doing. She’s still on my shit list though and I promise she’ll pay. …It’s Friday evening and It’s been two weeks since the Fourth of July. I’m physically and mentally in a better place but I of course still have my moments. X and I have been in a much better place as well since our brawl that one night. “Oh my gosh, you guys! We need to discuss chapter 23!” Mia says fanning her face. Oh yeah, somehow in the past two week
POVXI pull Dani outside of the door and close it behind me. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration towards Millie. I don’t know what that shit was but this is obviously not working out right now. “Dani, look,” I start off as she looks up at me expectantly. “Millie is not okay right now and I apologize,” I say trying to be nice. “Look, X, it’s fine. She’s hurting right now and she needs someone to blame, it’s okay, I understand it and I’m not taking it personally,” she says being mature about the whole situation. “Thank you, but like I said, she’s not okay. Something about you is triggering her. She may be out of line right now but she is my main priority. I’m not firing you but I need you to stay away from me. As for work goes, I need you to go to Julian for everything. As for a friend, I like you as a person I really do but I need you to not text me anymore or come here unannounced or at all for that matter. Millie is my main focus and I need to respect her feelings,
POVMillie I’m awoken by a knock at X’s door. X is still sleeping, miles away from me may I add. He was incredibly sweet to take care of me, holding me in the shower, dressing me, and sleeping next to me when I knew he didn’t really want to do any of it but he still did. For me. “X” I gently shake him awake. “What?” He grumbles out. “Someone is at the door,” I say. “Ugh!” He grunts, “stay here I’ll be right back.”He yawns and sleepily sits on the edge of the bed running his fingers through his hair and walks out of the bedroom. I rub my eyes and grab my phone from the nightstand, five o’clock?! My god that’s the longest I’ve slept in days, I really needed that. I have a text from Steph How are you feeling? Let me know if I can bring anything up for you. Do you need a spicy novel? Also, how’d the conversation with X go? That was two hours ago. Hey! Sorry I fell asleep. I’m feeling fine. We haven’t talked yet because we fell asleep. I might need some new yoga pants in a bit
POVXI’m on my tenth set of pull-ups, sweat glistening my entire body. My hair is drenched and pissing me off as it falls to my eyebrows, constantly needing to be pushed back. I’m trying to channel my rage without alcohol and working out is the only way I know how. I’ve been in my gym for two hours now, Julian joined for forty five minutes and then dipped like a weakling. I’m on my sixth rep when my phone vibrates and lights up with a notification. I finish my pull-ups, wipe myself off with a towel, gulp down some water and check my phone. Millie. I can’t do this right now. I do fifty push ups before I decide to text Millie back so I don’t lose my shit on her. She wants to talk tomorrow, I just don’t think I have it in me to face her yet. I don’t respond to her requests because it’s something I need to sleep on. We’ll see how I feel about it later. I do a few sets of Russian twists before I decide to end my workout for the night. I leave the gym dripping sweating, patting mys