LANA'S POV"There's a sex tape of you?"I looked at them in horror, my eyes filling up with tears. "Show us the video, Lana." Dax roared, his eyes burning with anger. They stood up and looked at me expecting me to show them the video. "The video is- is of me and..." I looked at Xavier, "Xavier."They looked at each other. They looked confused at first, and then their countenance changed to anger. I still did not understand why they were acting so strange. They were both mad instead of Dax being the one to burst about the video and curse at me and Xavier. I expected him to even storm out of the room after telling me on my face that the contract deal was off."When was the video taken?" Xavier asked. I swallowed hard. "2 years ago, before you left college." "Tell me you know the sick fuck who sent you that video?" Dax snapped. "Is it leaked?" Xavier asked, going through his cell phone."I think Sasha sent it to me." I confessed, taking out my cell phone to show the video to them.T
LANA'S POVAs we entered inside the house, Dax let go of my hand before I awkwardly let go of Xavier's. My heart was pounding hard against my chest because I knew that something was going on. I didn’t want to think what I was thinking without hearing everything from them first. But something was wrong somewhere. Dax allowed Xavier to hold my other hand while he held the other, that was very strange. Dax's relaxion about his brother's behaviour made me nervous, and I had to ask. "What's going on? You both came to get me from the clinic, and now you were both holding my hands. Is there something that I should know?"They turned around and looked at me. And then at each other. It was as if they were communicating something between them that they didn't want me to know. Xavier took a step forward and cleared his throat. "Take a seat, we will explain everything to you." He answered. I furrowed my eyes in confusion. "You're scaring me. What's this about?" I got even more anxious.I did n
LANA'S POV19 YEARS AGO..."Amalah, come down already!" My mother's voice called from the living room. I was still in front of the mirror, fixing my hair. "Coming, mom!" I answered, trying as much as I could to be quick enough. My mother made my hair, but I wanted it to be perfect. I was 5 years old. I loved to see flower decorations in my hair whenever we went out. It reminded me of my grandmother before she passed on. She used to tie her hair up with flower ribbons when she was little. My mother had an album of her pictures when she was my age.Her face was not vividly clear in my mind, but I missed her so much. She was the only person closest to my heart like my mother was. She made me laugh all day. She knew my favourite dish and always made sure that I was fed and full. My father was driving that day when we were going to town. They usually took me with them when they wanted me to get dresses for myself and toys. As usual, I was sitting in the backseat, holding my teddy bear cl
LANA'S POV After hanging up the call, I sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath. I wanted to control my breathing because my heart was beating fast. Amalah James was in my past and I didn’t want to go back there. It took me years to forget about her and start my life afresh. It required me to attend countless therapist sessions at my school to be where I am today. Even after the day I bumped into Pepper, I was not able to remember all the details because I had my mind wired to forget everything that happened before I turned 14. Nothing was ever the same for me since I moved to Highwaters. So, the thought of my past creeping up on me scared me. Just when I thought I had everything in control, this proved to be a setback. I just wanted to forget about Amalah James… ***The next day, I had rethought things and knew just what I needed to do. "Can I talk with you guys?" I said to them when I found them in the kitchen together. They were making breakfast, laughing, and singing
LANA'S POV"Should I carry you inside, or you're now sober enough to walk by yourself?" Dax said when we arrived outside the driveway of the Salvatore mansion.I just looked up at him, feeling my head getting lighter. It was weird. I wanted to fall asleep. I realized that I might have been sleeping all the way to the house, and he just woke me up when he stopped driving."Are we home yet?" I asked stupidly. He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Well, I guess I have to carry you inside, then." And just as he was pulling me out of the house, I realized what he was doing. I hated it when he treated me like a baby. As if I could not think for myself. I also didn't want to be touched by him anymore after he ruined such a fun day for me. He had no right to come out of nowhere and think that he can dictate my life. "Put me down, Dax!" I yelled but could not kick. I was too drunk and could not even lift a finger to save my life.He did not answer me. And before I knew it, we were inside the livin
LANA'S POVThat night, I couldn't sleep. No matter how much I tried to close my eyes and clear my mind of anything that could trigger my insomnia, nothing worked. My mind was racing. My heart was beating fast against my chest. I felt like I was going to get a panic attack. My hands were trembling. A lot happened during the day that triggered so many unwanted memories. I could not escape from my own mind.I was confused. Lost, and did not know how to make of what I was told about my real father. It shook me to my very core, and my mouth kept falling to the floor. It was hard to believe that there was a man out there who was a father I never knew about. I just had so many unanswered questions about how he even knew where to look for me, and how that orphanage was able to get my cell phone number. As much as I believed that my father had died, I still wanted to see this man. I wanted to prove a point to him and to myself that he had no right to come and make false claims when he was not
XAVIER'S POV"Would you like to order another drink, Sir?" "Yes. And bring the best bottle you've got in the house." The waiter nodded and left. I took my whiskey glass and sipped what was inside and leaned back on my chair. I was out with a couple of friends to a nightclub. I needed to clear my mind. "That girl has been keeping her eyes on you the entire night, Xavier. Have you taken notice of her?" Justin asked. I tilted my head and saw a girl by the bar, staring back at me. She looked nothing like the kind of girl I would spend a night with. She was just the same as the rest of them. "She's okay." I said as I sat upright again and focused on the bottle as it was brought to our table. "You've been quiet all night. Are you sure all is well, Xav?" Billy looked at me with his brows raised.Well, I did not really intend on making it obvious that I was not okay after losing the only chance I had to be with the girl after my own heart. Lana was the only one I wanted, and now that I h
LANA'S POVLike a mad woman, I strolled up the stairs to Mrs. McCain's office. I was fuming with anger, confused, and wanting to lush out on anyone who dared to stand on my way when I wanted to enquire about how my drawing got into Mrs. McCain's hands. I was practicing the words that I was going to say to her. It didn't make sense that it could have gotten to her when I stayed with Dax and Xavier, who had no idea who she was. It only made sense to me that she had a spy whom she wanted to steal my drawing and sell it. And though Dax was the only one to know about it, it could not have been him. He would have asked about the drawing and wouldn't have obviously wanted me to sell his naked drawing for the world to see. That at least made sense to me.He was a very prideful man and wouldn't have succumbed to that level to bring himself humiliation of having the whole world to see the size of his dick, or how big and thick it was when he was erected. I also didn't want him to question me