TREVOR
I lied. Her wish isn’t my fucking command.Ashley is totally messing up my plan and I’m so tired of the girl’s stupid jealousy games.Halie’s were doing this open mic thing, sort of like a competition for talents and the crowd decides the winners. I guess Scarlett is competing or something and one of the organizers, Ashley’s pal, found out and told her.If there’s one thing I dislike about Scarlett, it’s the fact that she is too stubborn and determined as fuck.After Ashley got her fired, which I still think is a dick move by the way, I offered to give her five hundred dollars allowance a month so she didn’t have to work, but in typical Scarlett fashion, she turned it down.Said she doesn’t want to depend on anyone but herself for her livelihood, but I just wish she wouldn’t be so stubborn so I can take care of her needs. Everything would be so easy if she can play the doll she is.Right now, I’m sitting at the far left corner of Haile’s public bar where the contest will be held. I bought the whole fucking table so no one comes close. Ashley knows I’m here already but every time I think about openly humiliating Scarlett and breaking up with her, my heart sinks.I don’t want to do it.Soon people start to troop in and the DJ starts playing a mix of songs. For a public bar, the place was still up to taste. Nothing too out of the ordinary but it does the job.Nice upholstery on the couches, expensive wine tables and decorative furniture and whoever designed the sections sure knew how to blend colors with their designs.Then, I spot Ashley walking in with Amelia. Ashley waves at me several times, signalling for me to come over to their session but I pretend not to see her.The stupid competition starts and one by one different contestants come up and showcase their talents. I do not pay a lot of attention, just sipping on my whiskey till it got to the fifth contestant, but why does she look like a fucking hipster?Where did she get this tight ripped denim that salaciously packs her ass? Fuck I just want to rip those jeans off and pound that soft bubble butt of hers. She pairs it with a black halter top, and a black leather jacket. She’s wearing a beanie over what I know is a wig, because her hair isn’t that long and she definitely wouldn’t dye her hair blue, even though it perfectly matches her eye color.Man….. she looks so beautiful matching her hair color with the color of her eyes.I don’t really know how to describe the look on her face but it is spooky and sexy, the areas around her eyes are dark. I’ve seen her do something like this before, but not this much. I think the name has something smoke inside it but that’s the last thing on my mind right now. It’s how it brings out her beauty that enthrals me. I’ve seen her on makeup before. But going all out with this look is just too fucking tempting.I can tell this look is some sort of disguise, she doesn’t want people to know it’s her and that is exactly what Ashley is here to do, to expose her.Ashley’s really vile.Ashley tries to cue me again once she recognizes Scarlett but I look away. Something inside me fills me with dread at the thought of what Ashley is about to do. I know I can’t stop her but I don’t have to help her.As soon as Scarlett strums her guitar and opens her mouth to sing, it’s like she cast a fucking spell on the entire place. Even the waiters and attendants who have been busy walking around, all pause and focus on her.The whole place goes eerily silent and the only sound you can hear is her melodious singing voice blending in perfect harmony with the sounds from her guitar strings.She’s signing her favorite love song, one that she sings to me a lot. John Legend’s ‘All of me’. From the passion in her voice, I know she’s thinking of me as she’s singing.She really has given her all to me and I plan to give her my all too, after I inherit Ashley’s fortune.Scarlett has a natural talent for music, it comes to her effortlessly. I once asked her why she chose to study business instead of pursuing a career in music and she told me that music was just a hobby to her.Her real dream was to one day become the CEO of her dad’s growing business empire but that’s not going to happen now. Not with what I have done.I never really understood it anyway, why become a CEO in a man’s world when her pretty self can just be a trophy wife and be taken care of.The sound of a mic screeching makes me look back towards the stage, jumping out of my thoughts and I see Ashley standing there holding a mic.Seriously? She couldn’t even let her finish?Ashley shoots me a glaring look from the stage and I duck, not wanting Scarlett to follow her gaze and see me. I’m already running out of excuses to give her for Ashley’s behavior.I don’t want to see that look on her face and if she pushes Ashley, Ashley will call me out. This is really bad. My heart pounds hard, slamming against my rib cage at the thought of Scarlett knowing I’m the one hurting her.If she finds out before I can remedy things as I plan to later on, I will lose her forever. Three years of patiently waiting for her to give herself to me willingly, would have been for nothing.I need Scarlett’s affection as much as I need Ashley's money. I just need to get through this horror scene and let Ashley do what she wants.“She’s got some real talent, doesn’t she guys?” Ashley’s voice covers the room.“Yeah!!!!!!!” Different voices and responses come from the crowd.Ashley is the undeniable queen of Halie’s and everyone knows who she is and how powerful her family is, so even if they are aggrieved, no one will dare express it.“So why then won’t the bitch show us her real face,” Ashley barked, yanking the wig off Scarlett’s head and as her shiny auburn hair cascades down her shoulders, a roar of gasps echoes through the room as almost everyone recognizes her.“Her dad’s situation must really be worse than we think if she has to compete for just a thousand dollars,” Amelia screams from the crowd.Damn!Only a thousand? I can’t believe she is working her ass off for pocket money like this. Positive affirmation rips through the crowd again and I glance at them, only to see as Scarlett’s face falls, tears roll down her cheeks and she grabs her wig from Ashley and runs off, but I don’t think Ashley is done with her, because she goes after her, maybe to drop the bomb that I and her were officially a thing or worse.I can’t let her do that, not yet.I get up from my seat, making my way through the crowd and going after them. I keep a good distance but I can see Ashley and Amelia chasing after Scarlett who doesn’t stop to defend herself as she normally would.This is so unlike her. She’s not a troublemaker but she’s definitely no pushover. But right now, she’s crying and running away from Ashley.Why?I brush past Ash and Amelia, damning the consequences, when Scarlett suddenly opens the first car she gets to, a very majestic Rolls Royce Droptail.I almost ran towards the car but I froze when I saw the plate and quickly hid behind one of the other cars, waiting for the owner to throw her out. There’s only one Rolls Royce Droptail in our entire continent and it belongs to my Uncle, Damian.Why is the maniac suddenly back in the city?!Scarlett doesn’t know him and he’s not exactly fond of women, or anyone really. I would have stopped her but I dare not let Uncle Damian see me.That man is intimidating and I always feel like he sees right through me but this serves me just right. When he throws her out, I can go and play the hero after he leaves.But to my surprise the engine revs up and the car quickly drives away.SCARLETTI’m tired. I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep doing this with Ashley. I thought she was just jealous of me but now it looks like she has a personal vendetta against me.My eyes flit to the crowd and there’s only one thing clear in the air, mockery. They don’t care about me, but why should they, and why should I care? I don’t need their pity.I yank my wig from Ashley and run down the stage, heading straight for the exit, but Ashley comes after me, screaming at the top of her voice.“I’m not done bitch! You better wait up.”I don’t stop, I don’t wait. I don’t have it in me anymore. Maybe it’s time I realize I’m no longer Scarlett Madden, I’m just Scarlett nobody. No matter how many times I stand up to her or try to put her in her place, she’s just going to keep coming for me and Trevor is always going to take her side and give another excuse for her and I’ll be forced to swallow it.Without thinking, I jump into the back seat of the first car that I see. The element of ri
SCARLETT“You taste so great baby,” Trevor groans, before sucking on my tongue again. I ruffle his hair, grabbing his head and I kiss him back with equal passion.Both our clothes are gone now, I’m clad in just my bra and panties and Trevor is in his boxers only.He runs his fingers along my chest, squeezing my bosoms and I moan in response. It wasn’t the first time we had gotten to this level. I was just always scared to let him get to third base but now, I want him badly.His hands find their way lower and he presses a finger into my peach from my panties, a bolt of pleasure shoots through me at that act and I moan loudly, arching my back a bit.“You’re soaking wet for me baby,” Trevor says huskily, showing me the dampness on his fingers.I blush hard when he puts it in his mouth and groans.“Your taste is heavenly Scarly, I could get used to this.”“Do it again. I like how it feels,” I encourage him with a sheepish smile on my lips.I really liked it. It felt so good. I can’t belie
SCARLETT“You should-” The cold man tries to speak but I cut him off.“Before you say anything, please…..I really need your help. I know your car is not a rescue vehicle. It is one of four Rolls Royce Droptail to ever be made, each fully customized to the owner’s preference, so I know you’re a very rich and influential man but a rapist is after me and throwing me out would be the same as murder! Please!”He narrows his eyes at me dangerously, but his lips seal, as if shocked.I’m not sure if it’s my plea, or my knowledge on luxury cars. It’s one of the expensive hobbies dad spoiled me into, and it just slipped out.“Your jacket Dean,” The man says to his driver in that low commanding tone of his.“Sir?” Dean asks, but he only earns himself a nasty glare from his boss in response.I look between them, wondering what’s going on as I wipe my teary face with the back of my hands.Dean quickly takes off his jacket and hands it to the man, who throws it over my thigh with his icy black orbs
TREVORIt’s been over four days since the incident and Scarly had been avoiding me, I was slowly beginning to lose my mind. Thank goodness she’s asked to see me today. I guess I wasn’t the only one losing my mind. I know what I did scared her but damn, I was just so close to finally getting her and when I knew she was in the mood, I didn’t want that chance to slip away but it fucking did anyway.If only I had made it a done deal, then she would be mine! I knew she was scared of having sex for the first time but I could also see the desire for me in her eyes. If she hadn’t become violent and attacked me, I’m certain by my third or fourth thrust into her, her arms would have been all around me, begging for more.She’s not even shown up to school since and I have this crazy test that I need her help with. My folks think I’m back in school and studious at their reprimand, but the truth is, I only do it for Scarly.She helps me with assignments, tests and shit. One time, she even disguise
SCARLETTThere. I said it. I’m done.I’ve had the last four days to think about the past three years. I love Trevor, I really do, but if I’ve learnt anything from recent events, it’s that love isn’t enough to keep a relationship healthy, especially when it’s one-sided.Spending the last four days in my family’s old hunting cabin, the only property the creditors didn’t seize, I’ve had time to reflect on our time together.Trevor went from adoring me to almost tolerating me, he went from doting on me to just checking on me. When I would complain about the sudden change in his attitude towards me, he’d say I was overreacting and I always believed him.I know I can be attention seeking and a bit of a drama queen sometimes, but I never ask for what I don’t give.He started spending more time with Ashley and her clique and out of nowhere, he introduced her as his best friend. Ashley’s enmity with me is public knowledge, everyone knows how much we hate each other.I don’t hate her, I just ca
SCARLETTWhat? Can he really do that?No……he’s just saying anything to get me not to leave him. There’s no way Trevor would have been able to help dad all these while and he didn’t.“Look, I know you don’t want me to leave you but I can’t keep doing this,” I reply, freely letting tears pour out of my eyes. I thought I was big enough to forgive cheating. I don’t know if it’s worth it anymore.“But this is not how I want to be loved and lying that you can help dad so I stay, that just goes to prove you don’t really care how I feel.”He holds both my hands, forcing me to look into his eyes. I can see the regret and sadness in them, and it makes it so hard to fight the urge of hugging him, of melting in his arms and just forgiving all that has happened. But I can’t. I tried, and I failed miserably. I remember Ashley’s text from yesterday and my resolve only strengthens.BEFORE……NOW……FOREVER.No, I can’t do it.“I’m not lying…...I can help him. My family has ties with one of the creditor
SCARLETTI stare at my reflection in the reflective windows inside the private waiting room the CEO’s secretary took me to when I got to the building.I have almost forgotten this feeling. The feeling of being someone important in society, treated with respect and courtesy.I’m wearing a knee length black pencil skirt with a small slit at the back and a pink shirt which is tucked into it, with a pair of black 4 inch heels. I had opted for no makeup but Lexi disagreed, so she beat my face with some light foundation and highlighters. I always prefer my natural look but Lexi knows how to work her magic to enhance it without doing too much.My black hair is rolled into a bun with several fancy pins at the base. Blue doe eyes staring back at me as I nervously twirl the content of the champagne glass I am holding.My heart continues to thud uncontrollably and I can feel my palms becoming sweaty, my small nude painted matte lips quivering slightly.I’m betting on him giving me a pass when h
SCARLETTI left Mr. Icy glares office feeling clueless.I didn’t take on rescuing dad as such a complicated mission. I thought I studied business and that’s enough, but now I see, Dad has sheltered me from most of the dark reality of the business world.But what do I do now? Go to Trevor? Or just let the lawyers do what they can? They aren’t really giving us any hope, just the good old ‘we are doing our best.’I’m just so tired. Why does it feel like life is picking on me?The smell of the perfume that lingers on the hallway as I walk towards our apartment door makes me frown. It’s Mom. Can today get any worse?“I’ve been calling your phone young lady,” Mom says with a frown on her face as soon as I step into the living room.“Hi Lexi,” I reply, ignoring her and heading straight for the bedroom. If she thinks she can disappear and reappear into our lives at her own convenience and expect me to welcome her back with open arms, she has another thing coming.I let out a small hiss, tryin