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Calla POV:

The party was in full swing, it felt as though
everyone's eyes were on sinister and I.

"Calla, I have to go take care of something." Sinister nodded to me, his iced eyes flickering over my breasts momentarily.

This man thinks he's slick.

I felt cold as he left my side, and I proceeded to knock back another two glasses of champagne.

"Excuse me, can I get a dance?"

The rough voice of Afanas flooded my ears, and suddenly dread pooled through my body.

The man who had made me feel like shit, like dirt.

He stood darkly in front of me, he wore a dark suit, his beady black eyes raked my body.

I shifted uncomfortably.

He looked like a stranger.

"Sinister will be back soon..." I said carefully, my voice quivering slightly.

A small devilish smile painted his face as he cocked his head and glanced at something, "will he?"

I frowned and followed his gaze.

A hollow, dark feeling pooled through me as I saw sinister talking with a leggy blonde.

She wore a tight green dress that puffed at the bottom, she had full, big curves.

Her breasts brushed against his chest, she laughed at something he said, her hands grasping his shoulders.

"Meet Alexis Bowen. Sinisters main whore, aside from you of course."

Heat pooled through my cheeks. And I glanced back at Afanas, the same grin remained plastered on his face.

"She's pretty." I said awkwardly.

I hated the way I felt. The green jealousy that pooled deep inside.

"She's also a vixen in bed, with quite a nice ass too. Except I assume you're better in bed, I'd much rather fuck you."

I looked away, turning my attention to the glass of champagne in my hands. My cheeks turned bright red, and I did my best to ignore the uncomfortableness I felt,

"You look good, suka. Red suits you, like the little devil you are."

He grinned boyishly at me, his eyes scanning my body.

I nodded awkwardly, hoping the conversation would end there, but he continued.

"How many times have you and him fucked? Ten? Twenty? If I were him, I'd never let you out of bed. I'd kill just to fu-"

"Zero." I snapped.

His dark brows flew up, "you're kidding?"

I looked at the ground, blushing furiously.

He shook his head, "doesn't make sense that he'd pay that much for a shiny toy, only to not even play with it."

I bit down on my lips, "I'm not property, Afanas."

"But you are..." He grinned widely.

I felt like total shit. First sinister with that beautiful blonde, now Afanas treating me like the prostitute that I almost forgot I was.

"How about that dance, no?"

I glanced back at sinister, who had his hands around the blondes full waist.

"Fuck it." I growled as I downed the rest of the champagne and grasped Afanas's extended hand.

He pulled me into him, but it was different, I didn't like it, I felt disgusted as Afanas led me into a dance.

The man who I had once thought of as a dark beauty, now seemed to give me the chills.

I couldn't help but glance at sinister, as he seemed to be openly feeling up the blonde.

"Green is not a good color on you, love." Afanas whispered into my ear.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said quietly as he tightened his hold on me. I was not jealous.

He spun me, and I felt the warm effects of the champagne taking their toll.

"He's a mob boss, suka. He doesn't love, remember, he bought you."

He dipped me swiftly, my legs stumbling slightly as he rose me back to my feet.

He grinned slightly, taking a notice of my degrading sober state. We continued to dance, I managed another glance at sinister, only to find him leading the blonde down a hall and out of sight.

I pulled my attention back to Afanas, he gave me that knowing smirk as he continued to lead me in the slow dance.

"Remember when I was training you back at the compound? And I fingered you?"

I blinked at his abruptness.

"Yes..." I said slowly.

"That was great." He grinned.

"No, no it wasn't. My first time being fingered was with a mobster, on a weightlifting set, who proceeded to tell me what a mistake it was after. It was not great."

His steps faltered.

"That was your first time?"

I felt the warmth from the alcohol make its way down my body.

"Yes, it was."

He rolled his eyes, "innocent mother fucker." he lifted me up and set me back on my feet as we danced, he continued talking.

"I would love to fuck you, it would make me an extremely happy mobster. Unfortunately, you belong to my best friend, blood brother and boss. So I must come to terms with the fact that you are off limits."

I said nothing, and the band struck the last chord, he dipped me and set me back on my feet.

My eyes searched for sinister and his little blonde, but they were nowhere in sight.

"Calla?"

I turned to Afanas, "hm?"

He grinned slowly and mischievously, "I recommend you drink this , and find Sinister." He handed me a dark liquid in a crystal glass.

"What is this?" I asked slowly.

"It's good, it'll help you relax more. Drink up, suka."

Unfortunately, my extensive amounts of champagne made it seem like drinking this unknown beverage, was a fantastic idea.

I quickly downed the liquid, it burned my throat as I chugged.

I handed Afanas my empty glass, his beady eyes grinned, amused at my current state.

"I recommend you go find sinister, little suka."

I nodded enthusiastically as I stumbled through the crowds of expensive looking people.

My heels clicked through the halls as I turned down the one I thought I saw Sinister walk down.

My head burned as the alcohol took full effect, whatever was in that drink was strong as fuck and made me feel...weird.

I walked past dozens of doors until I heard it.

Moaning, and the unfamiliar sound of the rhythmic bed creaking.

For some reason, it suddenly seemed like a great idea to open the door.

So that's exactly what I did.

Oohhh what's gonna happen?

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