Grayson has me dressed up in skin tight black jeans with rips and a nice striped shirt with black shoes. I honestly looked cute if I do say so myself. I'm surprised he even let me dress like this, considering how possessive he is. Grayson keeps looking at me as he drives. I realized what it was when he kept looking at my chest. I purposefully pulled 3 buttons downs to show off some skin, the rips in my jeans were already pissing him off.

" If you were gonna be mad about it, why'd you pick it in the first place?"

" Button it up now. I was gonna do it myself when we got there."

" No I don't have boobs it's not that serious. Let me wear what I want the way I want to." Grayson clenches his teeth holding onto the steering wheel tighter but says nothing. strike 1 on Grayson I win again. I silently hum a song my mother used to sing when I was a child.

" I didn't know you could sing."

" I can't."

"Doesn't sound that way. Besides you play piano."

" Yeah I play piano for a reason. I don't sing." 

" Okay." Grayson says nonchalantly. Finally we arrive at the club. I'm about to run in but Grayson grabs me by my collar and slams me into the car.

" You listen and you listen good. You are not to leave my side, I'm pretty sure I won't have to leave you. You are not to so much as look at another guy or I will put a bullet through his head without a word. Are we understood?"

" Yes sir. Roger that sir." I say rolling my eyes and walking away. Grayson grabs me by the back my neck pulling me to him.

" Elliot I'm not kidding. First of all don't give me attitude. Second of all Do not fuck up and Do Not make me angry. Or there will be consequences. Got it?" Grayson says glaring daggers into my eyes.

" Yes."

" Yes who?"

" Yes daddy."

" Good boy. Let's go." Grayson grabs my hand bringing us into the club. Once we enter he meets up with some guy named Ruze.

" I'm here for the deal. This is my boyfriend Elliot."

"Okay. Boss doesn't like people he doesn't know. He could be a spy he stays down here or deals off." Ruze says. Grayson is about to reach for his gun but I grab his hand.

" You promised.." I say looking away as an act. Grayson grabs my face pulling it to him and kissing me gently.

" I know I'm sorry baby." Grayson coos. Ugh spare me. Ruze coughs signaling he's still there. I can tell by the vein popping out of Grayson's forehead he's ready to kill him. Grayson makes a text and one of his men, Mario comes over and Grayson smiles shaking his hand.

" Deals on I'll go upstairs alone. Mario watch Elliot Do Not take your eyes off him. If there is so much as one hair lost from his head I will put a bullet through your head."

" Yes sir." Grayson kisses my forehead before heading up the stairs with Ruze.

Mario takes me over to a chair in one of the corners of the club standing next to me on guard.

" Don't you ever get tired of listening to his orders."

" Not really. He's my boss he helped me a lot. Saved my life really. He saved all of ours. He may seem bad and evil but he's a good person. He just doesn't know what it means to love someone or be loved."

"hmm." I say in response. I let it go in one ear and out the other. He is an evil person and if he doesn't know how to love he should leave me the fuck alone until he does cuz I'm never gonna love him and that's just it. Actually I have an idea.

" Ugh ow ow."

" What is it?? What's wrong??"

" My stomach it really really hurts." I say grabbing it wincing.

" Do you need to go to the bathroom."

" Yes please. It hurts so bad."

"Okay just hold on." Mario grabs my hand bringing me out the door then walking to the bathroom. He lets go to tell some people to get out the way and I make my exit dipping into the crowd. I don't care if I get in trouble. I don't care if Grayson's mad. I don't care if I die tonight. I'm not gonna spend my birthday sad and sorry for a man I don't even love. I just want Levi I want him so bad. I go to the bar and begin downing drinks. shot after shot after a shot. I then hop off the bar stool and go into the crowd. Eyes are on me I can feel some of the men eye raping me. Then I find him. He was tall, beautiful green eyes, and buff. Gosh he was hot. We made eye contact and he slowly made his way over to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he grabbed me by my waist pulling me closer. Dipping his head into my neck making me shiver in response.

" You're so beautiful." I giggle in response groaning as he grabs my butt holding me closer to him. His hard on is brushing against me sending electricity up my spine. I know it's wrong and I know I shouldn't be doing this but I want this. I just want something for me. He looks into my eyes and kisses my lips. We begin making out he's gentle but rough at the same time. I'm loving every second of it. He picks me up and I wrap my arms around his waist giggling.

"Okay!"

The man takes me up the steps and into one of the rooms. We walk in and I push him onto the bed getting on top of him. He takes off his shirt and I lay kisses down his chest. He groans grabbing me and putting himself on top of me. Making out again he removes my shirt tweaking my nipples. I moan in response. He removes my pants as he lays kisses on my neck. The door is then slammed open and when I look up there Grayson is. His eyes are black, every part of his body tensed, and a killer look on his eyes. Grayson grabs the guy and throws him into the floor, he then throws punches to his face. Blow after blow it was horrifying. I grab Grayson's arm trying to pull him off but he throws me back.

" Stop it Grayson you'll kill him!" Grayson continues throwing punches and I watch as the guys face goes bloody and the light in his eyes go out. Grayson gets off of him kicking him in the stomach. He rolls over slowly coughing up blood.

" Grayson please stop I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry please don't hurt him anymore."

" I told you the rules princess and I told you there would be consequences."

" Please daddy I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

" too late." Grayson pulls his gun out and shoots him in the head. I watch in terror as his body goes limp. I drop down to the floor screaming, thinking about my parents. It's all my fault everything is my fault. I deserve to die.