Chapter 4

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Skylar's POV

Fuck my life.

This stupid bottle stopped in my direction at least five times. Every time I chose "truth" because I didn't want to know what dares they could give me. Their questions were quite bearable though, I think they knew that I was new to all of this and I don't know them that well to talk about stuff like that in front of them.

But of course, Chloe had to ask how many guys I slept with and I replied sharply that I didn't keep a journal and it was not her goddamn business. She started laughing hysterically and saying that I'm probably still a virgin. I had enough. I couldn't stand this bitch anymore. I excused myself saying that I needed to go to the bathroom.

"Are you okay?" Laura put her hand on my shoulder when I was about to get up. She looked at me with a concerned look written on her face.

"Yeah everything is fine. I just need to pee. I'll be right back."

I got up from the couch and started walking towards the stairs. Some guy grabbed my hand on my way to the bathroom and asked me if I wanted to have 'some fun' with him.

Asshole

I pushed him away from me and went quickly upstairs. Luckily, I found an empty room and guess what was inside. A balcony!

I swiftly rushed towards it and went outside. I leaned against the railing, closing my eyes. A deep breath left my mouth. Finally. Just me and no one else. Sometimes when I'm around people for too long, I feel like I suffocate and have to take a break from them. I closed my eyes again and was listening to the sound of the night. Cars somewhere in the distance, crickets were having a concert in the grass and I could feel a pleasant breeze on my skin.

There are moments in my life, when even if I'm surrounded by people, I feel lonely. Everyone is telling me not to take life too seriously, and have some fun and all that stuff, but the truth is that I feel most alone when I go out. I'm with people but it feels like there's no one there. No one really understands me, no one gets me.

God...I'm so messed up.

"You really like nights, don't you?"

A very masculine, yet soft voice was heard behind me. I turned around instantly and almost gasped. It was him. The guy who was watching me at the party a few days ago.

"I see you being on a balcony alone again, while everyone is downstairs laughing and having the time of their lives."

Jesus, I could listen to his voice forever. It was low, a bit raspy, and held something dark in it. But wait. Again? Whay does he mean again?

"W-what do you mean again?" I stattered a little. There is something about him that I can't compose myself when he is around.

He was staring in my eyes like he wanted to see through my soul. "I saw you at the party last week. You were standing on the balcony and looking at the sky."

Why did guy like him want to look at someone like me? Why even bother?

He was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. His biceps visible to my eyes. He was wearing, again, black trousers and black t-shirt. His hair was messy, each strand in a different direction. But that was something which made him look even more hotter. His lips were full and I was wondering how they would feel against my own...

"Are you done checking me out?" His voice brought me back from my thoughts.

"I...I wasn't..." Jesus, I'm sure he could see all shades of red on my face.

I lowered my head and stared at the floor. I heard his chuckle and a little movement as if he was approaching me. I swear I could hear my heart beating in my chest. After a moment, I saw his shoes in front of mine. He was standing too close that I could feel his cologne. He smelt so damn good.

"No need to be ashamed." I felt his breath near my ear "I was doing exactly the same, sweetheart."

Oh my... I blushed immediately.

"Why are you here all alone?" He asked. He sounded really curious.

"I uhm I needed some f-fresh air." I almost whispered, still looking at the floor.

There was silence for a second. No one said anything.

"Look at me." He suddenly demanded.

There was something dominating in his voice, that screamed power. But I didn't move, I just couldn't. It was like I was frozen. He cupped my jaw gently with his hand.

"Don't make me say it again, princess."

Fucking hell, he has to stop with all those nicknames

I reluctantly and very slowly lifted up my head, and I think I stopped breathing for a second. I was looking at this ridicously handsome man in front of me and literally stopped fucking breathing. His eyes were brown. But not just brown. They were like chocolate, but with a hint of cinnamon or caramel. He inhaled sharply. I bit my lip and his eyes instantly fell on them.

"Stop doing it." He said sternly.

I knew what he meant because his eyes never left my lips. I did as he said and released it, making him curse something under his breath. I had to lean back a little to look at him properly because he was that tall. I could see his whole face and every feature. I was mesmerised.

He was so beautiful.

"Don't look at me like that and you do not want to know what happens if you disobey me."

"Are you always so bossy and dictate to people?" I blurted out without thinking.

A lazy smile tugged on his lips, showing his cute dimples. And I thought he couldn't be more perfect.

"We are brave now, aren't we?" I could hear a clear amusement in his voice. "What's your name, princess?"

He's doing it again...

"S-Skylar" Shit. Back to an old, embarrassing self.

Maintaining eye contact with me, he traced my bottom lip with his thumb gently. Mysterious glint in his eyes. A soft smile came upon his lips.

"Now I understand your fondness for the sky. It's a beautiful name."

"T-thank you."

I remember my mum telling me that when I was born, the sky was so clear. You could see every little star on it, the moon was so big and stunning, and then she came up with my name.

I didn't know what else to say or do. We were just staring at each other and I could take my time admiring his beauty. His hand no more on my jaw because he slowly trailed his fingers down my neck. I gasped quietly.

"And uhm...w-what's your name?"

I was trying to make a conversation and get out of this awkward silence. Although it was hard with his hand which was now on my collarbone.

"Ace. Ace Rossi, princess." He answered huskily.

He doesn't even need to do anything and he still does it perfectly. But his name doesn't sound like from here.

"Where are you from?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows slightly.

"Already interested in me?"

That cocky bastard

"I just...your name sounds not like from here."

"I'm half Italian."

Italian? Jesus... That explains his sun-kissed skin and dark hair. He looks like a freaking Greek god, acts like a freaking Greek god, and now I found out that he is from freaking Italy. He looks like someone straight from wattpad, I'm telling you.

"Why did you come to Poland? Didn't you want to stay in Italy?"

I was genuinely curious. His hand was back on my neck but his grip on it tightened a little this time. I could see that his jaw was clenched. Why was it so hot? And most importantly, why the heck did I like it?

He leaned forward and hid his face in my neck, inhaling deeply.

Holy sweet Jesus

"Enough of these questions, Skylar."

I felt his breath on my skin and it made me shudder. And the way he said my name...I think I let out a small moan.

What the fuck is wrong with me?!

He ran his lips up my neck and I swear to God I could feel his smirk. He knew what he was doing.

"You like it when I say your name, hm?" His voice was so soft. "Skylar" He repeated and placed a soft kiss on my neck.

I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side unconciously, giving him better access. His one hand was still wrapped around my neck and the other one was on my waist, holding me tight. His mouth detached on my neck, giving it gentle kisses. It felt so good that I couldn't move or do anything. I was completely frozen.

I never felt like this before. No one has ever had such influence on me. I couldn't pull away from him, even if I wanted to.

However, his hand traveled down from my waist and went under my shirt and it was like a bucket of cold water. I opened my eyes and jumped back a little, instantly missing his warm touch. But hello? I don't know him. And I'm definitely not that kind of girl who makes out with random guys at parties.

He opened his mouth clearly surprised, I was sure he didn't expect such a turn of events. I stepped back, looking at him with my lips parted.

"I...uhm...I need to go. M-my friend is probably looking for me." I said quickly, turned around, and left the room, leaving him confused.

*******

I woke up the other morning, hearing birds twittering. It's such a beautiful sound. Many people get annoyed by it, especially in the morning, but I could wake up to this for the rest of my life. I blinked a few times before I was fully awake and rubbed my eyes. I yawned once again and slowly dragged myself out of bed. I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine. I pulled my long hair up in a messy bun and got dressed. Nothing special since it was Saturday. A loose t-shirt and sweatpants.

I left my room and headed to the kitchen. Laura wasn't there so I supposed she was still sleeping. I poured some milk into a bowl, heated it up in the microwave and added cereal. I've heard that some people do this the other way around. First cereal, then milk. Weirdos. While I was eating I heard footsteps.

"Hi girl, did you sleep well?" Laura asked entering the kitchen. She was in black leggings and a big t-shirt.

"Hey, and yeah I slept well."

"That's good. Do you have any plans for today?" She asked me while pouring some milk into a bowl.

"No, I think I don't. Why?"

"We could go shopping if you want. I want to buy a few things and we could spend some time together."

"Yeah, sure. I was planning to go shopping soon anyway because I want to buy something for my mum. Her birthday is getting closer."

"Okay, it's settled then." She looked at me with a satisfied smile. "Let's finish our breakfast and we can go."

We were eating in a comfortable silence and I couldn't stop thinking about Ace. He was so mysterious. I can tell that he is a powerful man and probably...dangerous. I shouldn't be around him, yet here I am, thinking about when do I see him again. I honestly can't believe that I let him do all the things he did to me yesterday. I've never been that kind of girl and I don't think I will ever be.

I've kissed just two guys before but it was different and I actually knew them, unlike Ace. However, the way he was holding me, tracing his lips on my skin and whispering all those words... I was willing to do whatever he wanted and give him whatever he wanted. It was dangerous though. I don't want to give people that kind of power over me.

I shouldn't be thinking about him. I don't think I could ever be with him. I don't think I could be with any other guy in general. I'm not that interesting...or pretty. He probably wanted to have fun and then he found me and...yeah.

And then I don't know why but I remembered Jacob. His aura is like Ace's. They both are quite mysterious and...intriguing guys. They both are always in black clothes, confident and like to boss people around. Maybe they are related?

"What are you thinking about so hard?" Laura's voice brought me back to the reality.

"No I, uhm..." I wanted to quicly make up some excuse but I paused "Actually, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, go ahead."

"Why don't you like Jacob?" I asked and she let out a small sigh.

"I told you Skylar. He is just bad news."

"But why?" I pushed her further. "What did he do that you hate him so much?

"I don't hate him, we even did some...things...a few times " She said, looking at me hesitantly. "But he hangs out with dangerous people and he is involved in many illegal things."

I nodded my head slowly, stirring my cereal with the spoon. But there was one more question that I couldn't get out of my head. I had to ask her about it.

"Do you know Ace Rossi?"

She dropped her spoon and looked at me with wide eyes.

"You know him?" She asked.

"That's a big word. I met him once."

I was kinda hesitant asking her about him because she would probably tell me that he is exactly like Jacob and that I shouldn't talk to him. But I doubt that I will meet him again anyway soo why not to ask. Maybe I will find out something interesting.

"What? Where? When?"

"Yesterday, at the party. I was in a room and he walked in. We uhm talked for a while." I said lowering my head a little.

"Yeah, I'm sure you guys did only that." She rolled her eyes, her lips twitched at the end like she was trying to hide her smile. "Look, Jacob and Ace are from the same environment. I uhm...they... Ace is the boss. I've heard that he dropped out of university and now he owns many companies and clubs."

"But wait, so how old is he?"

He couldn't be young and already established in life.

"He is 21. Only two years older than us."

"How is it even possible? Being that young and have gone so far?" I was shocked. "I mean, I can't do some basic things like turning on the washing machine and he is the fuckin boss? At the age of 21?!"

Laura chuckled. "I don't know. When I was...when I used to hang out with Jacob, he was still studying. Then he suddenly became the owner of all those things."

I nodded and looked down. I know that Laura is not telling me something but that's okay. I won't pressure her. When she's ready, she will tell me.

"All right, let's go. We have to lighten our moods a bit after that conversation." She smiled warmly at me.

We put the dishes into the sink and started getting ready. Shopping was something that I really needed in that moment. It always helps me to take my mind off things and I simply like buying clothes. But like most of girls, right?


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