Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Perfect Little Royal
He stands there running his hand up and down her arm gently while looking at me. She laughs at whatever he is saying to her. His eyes move over my body slithering up and down like he is trying to burn my form on his brain. She runs her hand over his chest, his muscles tighten as she traces one of his tattoos. I take Dimitri's beer and drink from it again.
"Ivan is trying to make you jealous!"
"I don't do jealousy. I move on...there is always someone else in line!"
Dimitri's laugh catches everyone's attention. He stops abruptly and sits up turning his head toward me. "Does Roman call you Princess often or just during sex?"
I can feel the heat rise up my face. How does he know? Dimitri notices my facial expression and taps my phone. Fuck me! I scoop my courage around.
"It was the first time during sex, every other time it was accompanied by a marriage proposal." Dimitri looks at me confused. "He has been proposing to me since we could both talk!" I smile because picturing a four year old Roman asking me to be his Princess is a deeply treasured memory. He has always known what he wants.
"That is kind of adorable! He is a Prince after all, are you two betrothed or whatever they do nowadays."
"His father hates me. Roman will end up with an actual Princess or in his father's words, anyone but me."
I can still feel Ivan's eyes on me. Can brings Dimitri and I more beer, which I take because if I don't drink I might get angry at Ivan soon. I don't appreciate what he is trying to do and maybe it's slowly creeping up on me. Dimitri spreads his knees wider and brushes against my leg. I turn and stare at him.
"What are you doing Dimitri?" I take a sip and gaze at his beautiful cerulean eyes. The color pops like the underside of a glacier.
Some of the guys get in the pool splashing around with a few girls. Leo has one pinned against a corner, they are making out. Jax has a girl in his lap, his hands on her small chest. Looking around all the nudity makes me feel all fuzzy inside. Ivan brushes his hand over her cheek, she leans into him and he is kissing her. I look away taking another sip of my beer, I should go to bed, it looks like they are all about to start something and I don't want to be a part of it.
"I am getting in line. Maybe you will let me skip a few spots if my brother angers you enough!"
I choke on my beer spitting it all over my chest. Dimitri taps my back and rushes to grab me a towel. Sal splashes me with water. "All better!" he smiles. Dimitri takes his seat next to me clutching the towel in his hands over his lap.
"Listen I know, I am the dog, the help or whatever your friends like to call me. I know I am not your usual type..."
I stop him because he is talking nonsense. "First, I don't have a type..." I roll my eyes. "Second, don't ever call yourself a "dog" or the help; and third, if you are looking to piss Ivan off, look elsewhere."
"She fucking told you!" laughs Sal while a girl is kissing his neck, they are next to us pressed against the pool wall.
"Not going to lie, I do love irritating him but I've had a thing for you since you fell into my arms." he pauses as something new flashes over his face. Sal is grinning at us. "I would have fucking shot Mason if you asked. I would do anything you want, the more time I spend with you the deeper I plunge into the depths of no return."
"Anything?" I ask letting a mischievous smile pop on my face.
"Why do I feel like I am going to regret saying that?" he grins at me as I finish my beer.
I hadn't noticed how heated things have become until I looked across the pool and Ivan is fucking that girl. She is bent over, his hands are gripping her small hips digging into her tan skin. Something insides me snaps, it's not the fact that he is with someone else, it's because he is doing it in front of me. That is the ultimate disrespect, it's a one way ticket to "I am so done with you" town. My mood sours in an instant and I feel shame, because why am I still watching him fuck her. Ivan looks over at me and I am going to puke, the bile rises. I grab the towel from Dimitri and wrap it around myself.
I stand up holding the towel tight around my shoulders. "Anything with me leads to fucking nowhere, you know this. I like you too much to lead you to nowhere, do you understand?"
"Elena don't say that!" he urges standing up and for a brief moment everything around us freezes.
I can see Ivan from the corner of my eye, he is ripping the condom off of him and putting his shorts on. His date storms off inside the house.
"Other than my looks there is nothing worth having. I am an empty beautifully wrapped box." I shoot him a cold smile. "Why don't you have fun with one of these popsicle sticks your brother invited over? I am going to bed, even death and destruction need rest."
I grab my phone and turn to walk in the house. I hear Dimitri stop Ivan from following me, walking through the living room I see the girl Ivan was with sitting at the bar.
"You shouldn't let Ivan get to you!" she says with her thick Spanish accent, smiling politely at me.
"Don't presume to know me!" my cold demeanor only makes her smile more.
"I don't! I am just a commenting based on my observation." she pauses. "Is it hard being a gorgeous perfect little royal, with your curvy body, light eyes and moon kissed skin?" she mocks me. "It must be hard having every Pavlov drool!" she continues.
"Like I said you don't know me!"
"I'm sorry!" says Ivan behind us, startling me and making me flinch. "Did I make you uncomfortable?"
"I have hit my word limit for today!"
"Technically its tomorrow!" his dimples appear with his grin.
I walk away and let their arguing fade into the distance. In a few short minutes I am in the bed still wrapped in the towel, crying and I don't know why and I can't stop the tears from falling. My body falls apart into tiny pieces spreading all over the bed until the darkness takes me over.