Chapter 45- The Bratz

                                    

                                          
         They got her back... I didn't imagined it was going to be that easy, I guess Michaello's father had something to do with it, but yes, Dylan had to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness.
 How do I know this? Michaello, he sent me a video thinking that I'd get troubled by my brother's humiliation. Little did he know that instead, it brought me satisfaction, not only did he begged for Michaello's forgiveness but Chloe's too, only because he was forced to. He let go of her safe and sound on the condition that Dylan and her couldn't meet each other again.
      The party was at Joseph's house, once my prison. It was held at the backyard, the decoration was beautiful and the sunset made it look even more beautiful, it seemed like the beginning of a perfect night, but I know better, my luck is running short these days--years technically. 
"You're late." Angel greets me first, of course he's here, he's friends with mother so I guess she invited him.
"No shit."
"Are you okay?" He put a hand on my face and Axel--who was greeting some clients a few meters away from where I was-- appeared next to us and slowly took Angel's hand and pushed it away from my face.
"Well good evening pretty boy, just a quick reminder to keep your hands to yourself. Now if you don't mind--" Axel grabbed my arm to take me away but Angel grabbed my other arm.
"I do mind actually, we're having a conversation here." The look Axel gave him-- I internally shivered, and I have no idea how Angel is still standing there so confident and throwing Axel the same deadly glare.
"Let go of her arm." It sounded like a threat, this was different, were they about to fight because of me? I am completely ready! No! I can't continue to get joy from tragedy.
 Angel was going to bark back but I stopped him, it's supposed to be a peaceful night.
"Okay okay, Angel, let go, we can talk later." And like a puppy following his owner's orders he let go, a part of me couldn't accept this guy was a dominant. 
     With a few more glares and a couple of middle fingers, Axel put his hand on my lower back almost my butt and pushed me away from the Devil's side. 
      I had to change dress because it got dirty of course, so now I had a short gold dress, a bare back of course because why not and an okay v-neck, the red heels completed the outfit.
"You're almost naked." Axel said as we walked towards my mother.
"I'm not."
"It wasn't a question."
"Now really, I am?" He stopped short making me stop as well and looked down at me letting out a sarcastic laugh.
"Yes, but don't worry, I got you covered."
"Sorry, I have insurance already, but thanks."
"I got you, it's okay." He said with his infamous smirk and grabbed my hand, dragged me inside the house, up the stairs then suddenly we were in my old bedroom.
"Sir, we don't have really have time for-- ah!" He pinned me to the door. 
"We do have time."
"We don't, please--" He turned my body around and pushed the side of my face to the door and with his other hand he held both of my wrists together against my back. "Master, what are you going to do? Mother is waiting for me--"
"Shut the fuck up." Say less, my lips glued together until I felt him sucking hard on my bare skin, great, now I'll have to walk around with a hickey on my back.
"Master, I can't walk around with love marks on me, there are important business men here."
"I thought I told you to shut up."
"You did." He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me until we were at the edge of my old bed, then he made me bend over and pulled up my dress. When I heard the sound of his belt I panicked.
"No no no! I haven't done anything to deserve the belt!" 
"Oh, you don't like the belt?" I know it's a trap.
"I don't." But I fell right into it.
"Good."
     It was supposed to be only ten but it doubled to twenty because I kept getting my hands in the way, and now I have red marks on them and everything stings.