Chapter 14 Fourteen
ANNIE
Yes, it's me.
I'm Dylan Xavier's toy, his milkweed, the one he'd fuck so hard that she would scream, but yet couldn't scream. I was the one.
I ran into his room not bothering to catch my breath, I was in danger. The only thing God could do for me was to damn that disgusting man that made a scene. He could have just left me.
Or I could have obeyed...
As I removed my dress to wear something casual, Dylan came in, the look on his face spoke anger. “Dy…”
“I told you to stay indoors! Do you know what you've cost me”, he said, picking a glass cup and shattering it on the wall, his hands were bleeding.
I bit my lips nervously, my teeth sinking deep into it till I tasted metal.
Fuck!
It hurt. “I just… you didn't tell me why I shouldn't go, so…”
“So what? Huh? I told you to do something and you dare to disobey my orders, milkweed”
At least I was still his milkweed.
“You just walked into something dangerous!”
“Then why did you save me? I was doing fine on my own”, I said, already annoyed. This wasn't a big deal and he was making it one. “Of course you were doing fine”, he said, sighing. He took a cigarette and lit it inhaling deeply probably to clear his messy head.
I inched closer to him to hold him and tell him I was fine, but that was a mistake, he pushed me to the wall making my back make a loud thud on the wall.
“You, Annie is now part of my mess. Do you think I want that?! ” he raved, his hand pressing down my neck. I couldn't try to understand what he meant because I choked. This was it, I gave myself too much reassurance that he wasn't going to kill me, but that was a lie.
“P…please…please, Dylan.”
He suddenly left me and sat on the bed, his cigar still on his lips. I fell to the floor holding my neck. “You should've at least worn black”, he muttered. I looked at him , was that also why he was pissed off.
Ahh… .
I finally pulled off the dress, sighing in relief at the fact that I was still breathing, and the dress didn't kill me. Dylan sat there not saying a word, just smoking and swiping through his phone. Then a call came.
“Hello, yes Lucian I'll be there”
Who was Lucian?
Dylan stood up and looked at me. I was in one of his big shirts I barely saw him put on, the way he looked at me made me feel like I did something wrong which of course I did, but didn't think it was a big deal.
“I'll have dinner alone.” was all he said before leaving.
I watched his back as he left, his broad shoulders and a little tattoo on his neck, why did I just notice that now.
I still didn't think what I did was a big deal, but somehow I felt I had entered something big and dangerous.
DYLAN XAVIER
Seeing that man humiliate my toy got me fuming, didn't he know who he was messing with. But why in the world would Annie leave the room?
Of course I wanted to flaunt my toy, who didn't want that, but then she would become a target. Losing Amy's mother made me hate myself and now, Annie just casually worked into chaos.
“Hello, yes Lucian, I'll be there”, I said, throwing my cigar in the ashtray and walking out into the party.
The hall became somewhat quiet, they looked at me probably wanting to meet Annie again. It wasn't going to happen anytime soon, at least until things died down. I sighted Lucian coming towards me.
“Hey, brother, long time”
“We've seen each other almost four times this year”, I said putting my hands in my pocket. “You've always been solo, it's not a surprise that you don't miss your brother again”, he said, hitting my shoulders.
He was right, I wasn't really good with my family and after my father died I left the Xavier's gang and built my own empire. His wife still hated me though, always saying I killed her husband, but I didn't care.
“Maybe I should come visiting, mother would be happy to see the man I am now”
“Of course, since she's been hearing that you're now a big shot especially with the women”. I shot him a glance and he understood it and shut up.
“Isn't this the first time I'm visiting here properly?” He said, making me roll my eyes. “You've been here, Lucian, what the fuck do you want?” I asked frowning, already getting wary of him. “Oh, nothing, just wanted to see your new toy”
“Fuck off”
“Isn't she pretty? I saw the way you protected her…”
“I said fuck off.” I said calmly as he rambled on.
I pulled the trigger putting the gun on his neck. “Learn to get the sign, brother, I said fuck off”
He raised his hands up in the air and I put the gun back into my belt. “She's my business,” I added and bumped past him.
A new type of rage boiled through me. I shouldn't give a fuck about Annie, but why did I? I promised not to be too committed to people, but here was I acting like she was my responsibility.
I just needed some time to myself and maybe visit my family. It had been a long time, too long that I probably couldn't tell which was which any longer.