Mila's pov I only let Robert give me a peck on the cheek, but held him there long enough to whisper in his ear, "Everett's watching us." Robert was clever; he barely moved his eyes and then gave me a tiny nod. "Let's put this into full swing," he whispered back. Taking my hand, he led, helping me up the stairs. Sure enough, Everett followed only a few feet away but that wasn't good enough for him. Instead, when we stopped just inside the foyer, he did the same, standing a little close for my comfort. He flicked his eyes to Robert glaring at him with hostility. Nuzzling into my date’s chest, I introduced him. “Everett, this is Robert, my boyfriend.” "’Boyfriend’? When did you two meet?" Everett asked, narrowing his eyes, crossing his arms. He sounded skeptical. "Recently,” I said but couldn’t elaborate on our fake story. I hadn’t thought one up yet. Ada sidled over to me and without missing a beat she said, "That's right. We had dinner together just the other night. It was Tuesd
At the same time Robert asked me to dance, Ada's guy companion beckoned to her. She smiled at him, putting an index finger up to wait and then she leaned into my ear. "Be careful," she reminded me. "You look irresistibly charming, and all the men here are captivated with you." Feeling my face burn as I blushed, I thanked her then watched her walk away. Robert was still standing there but instead of waiting; he interlocked fingers with me and yanked me on the dance floor. I yelped, surprised at his boldness. "Robert!" I exclaimed gasping and widening my eyes. "Don't scare me like that." "Everett and his friends are still watching," he said quietly, barely moving his mouth. "We better keep up the act." I nodded feeling grateful he noticed them and went along with it. The truth was, I wasn't a very good dancer. I didn't party enough to know these kinds of dance moves. Repeatedly, I stepped on his shoes making things more awkward every second we were on the floor. "Oh, no, I’m sorry
With Ada having a date for the party, it was even worse that Everett kissed her in front of everyone. What a creep! I yanked the bottom of my dress up trying not to trip in my heels as I dashed over to her. "Everett, how dare you?" I hissed, helping to move Ada away from him. She was panting as she wiped her mouth. "This is completely out of line!” "It didn't feel that way," he said with a sly smile, glancing at Ada. I blocked him from going after her again. "What's the matter, Mila? You jealous?" "Oh, please," I said, shaking my head in annoyance. "Not even close." "Well, you should be. Her kissing skills are way better than yours," he said, "I wish I never wasted a second on you." It made me angry that he was trying to make me jealous, especially referencing our time in the bathroom. That was less than stellar; it bordered on assault. He crossed his arms defensively when I didn’t respond the way he expected. Then, Ralph came over with Chase egging Everett on. They each had beer
"Huh, that car looks familiar, but I can't place where I've seen it before." Robert squinted, concentrating on the driver. Ada noticed the car and knew who it was immediately. She widened her eyes and nodded at me as a signal. After climbing in the passenger seat, she pulled Robert to the driver's seat. "C'mon Robert. We gotta go. I'm not feeling ssso well,” she slurred. Robert turned around and got in the car. “See you later, Mila,” Robert said. "Goodbye! Thanks for being my dance partner!" I exclaimed then rushed over to the BMW. My palms were already sweating as my stomach fluttered in excitement. Opening the door, I slid in the passenger seat so glad to be near him but equally as confused. Watching Robert's car disappear made my chest loosen in relief. At least we wouldn’t be caught. Then my panic came back as I glanced at Mr. Williams. It wasn't until we were a few blocks from the party that my chauffeur opened a dialogue. "What happened?” he asked in a calm voice, glancing
After kissing, he moved off me, running his hands on my thighs. Sizing me up, he smirked. "Why did you wear this beautiful dress I gifted you to such a boring event?" he asked, tilting his head. "I thought it was a sign, with you sending it on the same day as the party." I was shuddering and sweating now, my heart pounding as I stared into his eyes. Sensing my unrest, he said, "About tonight, you didn't deserve what happened. My son is unruly.” "Thank you," I whispered, losing my breath. Though his caress was like fire, and I was seconds from losing self-control I couldn't give in that easily. I had to talk with him. "Mr. Williams," I began, licking my lips and swallowing, "I need to ask you something before we go any further." With all my strength, I held him at arm’s length. "By all means, my good girl." His voice was deep and smooth like velvet. “Please ask.” I managed a smile and with my eyes half shut, I drummed up the courage then asked, "What are we to you?" He paused r
Our kisses gave way to disrobing as he tossed me onto the bed. My core was surging as I laughed at his aggression. I thought he was going to take over but instead of him dominating me like usual, something rose to the surface of my sweat soaked skin and I couldn’t stop myself. Climbing on top of him, I slid down slowly on his throbbing member, my soaked pussy swallowing him fully. I was twitching and almost climaxed from barely moving as it filled me. I wanted to relish this as long as I could... but my temperance gave way to my desire. As I rode him, the way his pelvis was pressed against my clit, was so perfect. My core was swelling, and my sopping juice was sliding all over his balls. "Roman!" I shrieked, feeling free and unbridled. It was the first time I'd said his name to him, period. Mr. Williams moved so he could look at me. He was taken aback, his eyes slightly wider and he stopped moving. He covered my mouth, flipping me over and driving his cock inside me. "I never thou
I heard a knock on the door."Come in," I said.Mr. Williams entered and sat on the bed beside me. He spread out a new dress before my eyes."Put this on. Everett and your parents will be here soon.""My parents?” I gasped, covering my mouth in surprise. Instantly my stomach was in knots. “What did you tell them?”"Don't worry about it."I felt panicked, wondering what he'd said. Did he make up an excuse? Before I could temper myself, I asked, "Were you the one who removed that video?" He glanced at me and nodded."I can't take a chance on my family's reputation tanking, especially by people spreading rumors about me.""Thank you," I said.With that, I went to the bathroom to change. When I was in there, a sexy lingerie set was hanging on the back hook of the door. That wasn't there the night before when I showered. This was for me to wear.The first thing I pulled on was the lacy embroidered bra, with dark crushed velvet purple in swirls on the top with black and white str
Mr. Williams was in the other room and didn't hear Everett's complaints, so he targeted me, naturally. I inhaled, bracing myself for his verbal assault."I became the laughingstock last night and it's all your fault," Everett said, turning his lips down and narrowing his eyes in an accusatory manner. I crossed my arms."First you attacked my friend, using her to get back at me. Then you who posted a video in retaliation. It was just a shame fest in the name of revenge. That's not becoming of a Williams son.""You're unhappy with what my viewers said about you and Ada, is that it?" he asked with a sneer. "You deserved every last insult."He didn’t seem affected by my name dropping. But the night before, he had been saying I was beneath him. It made me wonder what being a Williams meant to him. Not surprising that he only used it when he wanted to seem like he was above others."You're acting like you planned this out. It was Daniel who recorded it. You just happened to find the pe
Mila's POV:: My relationship with Everett and Ada remained awkward for the next few days until the beach party. We barely spoke and whenever we saw one another at breakfast and in the morning, each of us tried to avoid one another. I wasn't the most graceful when people knew I felt weird. Finally, the day of the beach party arrived. Ada wasn't kidding when she said she had been looking forward to it for the entire trip. She had an entire outfit dedicated to it. Ada, as always, dressed very seductively, in a skimpy bikini barely covering her lean body. Draped over her shoulders was a barely there beach dress, which could be easily removed for swimming or otherwise. As she sauntered to the beach, heads began to turn. Plenty of men approached her and she was able to carry on a charming conversation with nearly all of them but then she picked one to have a deeper talk with. He was older than Everett and more distinguished, probably closer to graduating college or maybe he already had
"What are you doing, Everett?” “I’m bringing you back.” “I mean, what do you want? For real. Don't play with me," she said. I could tell she was exhausted; her shoulders were slumped, and her hair was knotted from all the activity. Though her voice was serious, her eyes were glittering with passion as they reflected the nearby streetlights. The sound of whooshing cars lifted her hair as I shrugged. "I don't know, Ada but I can't leave you on the sidewalk in the middle of LA." I walked over to her suitcase and picked it up, carrying it over my head until I was able to get it into the trunk of the SUV. "Don't take that without my permission!" she ordered me, but I didn't listen, and she chased. When I turned around, I knew she wouldn't leave unless I made her, so I picked her up and carried her to the passenger seat. She half-heartedly punched me once on the back, but I didn't react, so she went limp, gave in and climbed on the seat willingly. Ada remained silent and didn't speak
I felt frustrated like I'd made the wrong choice. Everything has been chaotic since I invited her. Then it dawned on me that when people who are close, hide dark secrets, it causes harm to each other. She was right in what she'd shouted to Mr. Williams. That was correct. "You might not believe me, but I think it was for the best that things came to a head. At least you've aired your feelings and you're going to find out what your friendship truly means to each other. I'd wager that you'll realize you care on a level you never realized, and it took this argument to make you understand what you feel about one another." His insightful words helped me feel better, but I began to wonder about something. Glancing at Mr. Williams I thought about our relationship, wondering if Everett was destined to hurt in the future. What if he ever found out? Did Mr. Williams plan to tell his son? I wondered with a heavy heart if I would cause more heartbreak. Everett's pov The moment I heard Ada cr
Huffing, I turned away, but Mr. Williams knew I wouldn't be able to resist my favorite pizza. He took out two plates and piled several pieces on each. There was no way I could refuse once he put it under my nose. That aroma was making me nearly drool. Taking our pizza, we came over to the sofa to eat. The light in the room was low and the ocean wind was making the eaves creak. It felt peaceful being inside. I glanced at him as I picked up my first piece. I sunk my teeth into it and my mouth burst with the mixture of flavors. The crust snapped as I bit down, the edge golden brown, even a bit dusty from the cornmeal, which I liked. The wonderful sourness of the goat cheese and kalamata touched my tastebuds, conjoined with the sharp cheddar and salty pepperoni. The heat from the jalapenos brought it all together and I delighted in it, moaning in pleasure. Mr. Williams chuckled and took a bite. "You make it look so good," he said, chewing. "I had to try it." My mouth was still full as
Mr. Williams held the pillow to his chest then entered, glancing down at me. He handed it to me. "Ada packed up and left," he said. I snatched the pillow back and hugged it briefly. My heart felt jabbed from the news, but my stubbornness took over. "I don't care," I remarked but my actions betrayed me. I still went to the window to see if it was true. Just as I did, I spied her; she was indeed leaving, heaving her suitcase into the black SUV. Inside I was screaming, hating that this was happening. How did our friendship become severed over a stupid guy? I was about to run after her, begging her not to go when I saw Everett. He dashed out after Ada, pulling on her arm. Recoiling, I almost turned away, but I couldn't look away. What a fool she was. "I hate them!" I complained to Mr. Williams. I was about to bang on the window when he came over. "Stop attacking Ada or you will regret it deeply. What you feel now is powerful but later it will be much worse, and you can't go back and
"Yes, I have something to tell you," she said. Slowly, she opened the door and waved me in. My breathing was shallow as I made my way closer. Sitting perched beside her on the bed, I braced myself. Was she going to tell me the entire thing? Her face fell as she said, "Before we went on this vacation, me and Everett ran into each other at a bar and had a drunken fling. I don't know how to explain it to you." Immediately, I should have been relieved. She must have been referring to when we all went out and I brought Robert to cover as my boyfriend. Could it really be just that? No, I couldn't trust myself to see reality clearly. I had to make a gesture to see what she'd say. "You mean the night he tried to make me jealous, and I kicked him? I'm going to confront him. That isn't anything he can hold over your head," I said rising from the bed. She reached out and stopped me, holding firmly to my bare arm. I looked at her trying to wring free, but she wouldn't let go. "Don't do it," s
Mila's POV:: Through the wind, I heard the voices of my closest friends as they talked. I stepped closer but soon I realized they were having an argument. Was it about me? As I came around the corner through the sand, I walked up to the driveway. That's when I heard it. They were talking about a one-night stand. My heart felt like daggers were jabbed into it as my mouth dropped open. Staring at the two of them, I watched as Everett spun around. I managed to slip out of sight before they caught me. Why didn't Ada tell me about it? My mind was reeling as I scuffed the sand walking along the wall, holding it for balance. I felt dizzy as I was in such shock. It shouldn't be like this between us. We shared everything and told one another all our secrets. She was the one person I knew wouldn't lie to me. I walked around to the kitchen feeling unsettled, like I was out of my body. As Mr. Williams brought the plate with the skewers in, accidentally brushed against one searing my hand. "
Everett POV::Ada's bullying story flung me into memories of childhood, when I'd moved from Los Angeles. I didn't have friends for a long time; only Mila was there to play with me. Our relationship was always good, but then I met some cool guys who changed me into who I am now. I'd been bullied, like Ada and now that I knew that, it made me feel closer to her. My deepest worry is that people will see me as that skinny, weak kid again. That's why I've done all I have to make sure that part of me stays hidden. But Ada just told me a similar story and she was one of the most popular girls around. I didn’t feel so alone and weird anymore. Everyone looked up to her and once I was around less, Mila became Ada's best friend. The two of them together were unstoppable but I managed to persist in their lives. At least, that's probably how they saw it. I held Ada in my arms, her scent and body warmth made me unable to resist. She was a very experienced girl and her passion the night we had s
Everett's POV:: Though I told her otherwise, I was afraid that Ada did cause Mila to have an allergic reaction. If so, it would be my fault that it hurt Mila. I've seen fake relationships between women before, where they drugged each other to sleep with a celebrity at school. One gave a roofie to another because she wanted to fuck the star quarterback. However, Ada doesn't seem like that kind of girl. Maybe I was letting all my suspicion get to my head. That wasn't out of the ordinary for my mind to go haywire from time to time, especially around girls. Glancing at the road, I eyed Ada as she sat in the passenger seat. I wanted to break the ice after our argument but I didn't know how. At least she let me take her to the museum. She was just altering the way she wanted to pursue me, that's all. Girls did that all the time. They couldn't keep up with the way I was. Sometimes I did it on purpose; I'd use a hot and cold method, but honestly, it comes naturally. They'd make me want t