“What kind of relationship do we have? It’s like I hate you and like you at the same time. Especially the way you kiss me in my dreams – Mr. Volkov, why would someone spike my water? Am I not good? Why do people bully me? I try to be everyone’s friend, but – Wait. Where are my friends?” Aaliyah’s emotions were on a rollercoaster, and Volkov listened to her blabbering with patience that Dimitri and Bryce had never seen before.
If it had been someone else, Volkov would’ve already hanged the phone and called his men to track the person and bring him so he could torture the person himself, but not with Aaliyah.
“Come fast, Mr. Volkov,” Aaliyah sighed before ending the call.
“Hey, have you guys seen Aaliyah?” David asked as he walked around the house, looking for her.
When he had invited Aaliyah to the party, he hadn’t thought they would mix alcohol in almost everything. Aaliyah’s first demand for coming to the party was that she wouldn’t consume any alcohol, and no one would force her to do that either.
Knowing all too well that she wasn’t good with her liquor, David looked at Ashton, who was almost wasted, before sighing.
Seriously. Ashton was supposed to take care of her, and here he is, getting wasted. How is he thinking of winning her heart like this? Just being there when she calls him won’t make her like him. She will keep seeing him as a best friend for the rest of her life.
It was the moments like these that he needed to make use of to get close to her, but rather than doing that, he was busy playing games with little to no consciousness. David sighed before looking at Momo, who was giggling at the wall, talking to it as if someone were standing there.
Just how much did these guys mix in drinks for everyone to become like this?
“Hey, Maria. Have you seen Aaliyah?” David asked, and Maria shrugged.
“I think she went home,” Maria said, and David nodded in relief before hooking his hand with Momo.
“Come on, baby girl. Let’s get you home too. I am not stupid like Ashton to lose chances like these,” David said, and as if she understood his meaning, she threw herself at him, making him chuckle and pick her in his arms.
“Fool, do you have any idea how much I care for you?” David looked at her affectionately, and Momo hummed in a haze, making him sigh.
Meanwhile, Maria, who lied to David, looked at Alex with a smile.
“I did your work. Where is the money?” She asked, and Alex took out a stack of cash before placing it in her hands.
“You are not the type to do something like this. Why did you help this time? Do you hate Aaliyah to that extent? You know what I wanted her drunk for, right?” Alex asked Maria, who chuckled in return.
“There are many reasons. You got your work done, no? Get lost now,” Maria said before walking to the window of the first room from where the drunk Aaliyah, swaying on the ground, was clearly visible.
Why did she do that? There were so many things that Aaliyah snatched from her since the moment she arrived three months ago. When Aaliyah had come, Maria was lenient enough to offer her friendship, but who would’ve thought she would turn into a snake who would bite her back?
First, it was Ashton, the popularity in the class, her position as the hottest girl in the school, then it was Mr. Volkov’s attention, and now she was going to compete with her in the National Olympiad too.
‘Now we will see who will win this Olympiad and Mr. Volkov’s attention,’ Maria chuckled darkly before going inside the living room to the party.
Seeing Aaliyah going towards the street while talking to someone on the phone, Alex smiled in victory. It was already good that she was drunk, and now she was going to the street where no one from school would notice him doing what he was about to do with her.
Walking towards her in large strides, he noticed how Aaliyah ended the call before sitting on a bench.
“Aaliyah,” Alex whispered, and Aaliyah turned to look at him before smiling.
“Alex? What are you doing here? Are you also drunk and dizzy like me?” Aaliyah asked, and Alex looked at her body, his d*ck becoming hard just by looking at her covered body.
How great would it feel in his hands? Alex’s gaze was focused on her br*asts, and it didn’t take long for Aaliyah to notice it too.
“My eyes are up here,” Aaliyah snapped her fingers, and Alex looked at her before grinning.
“I know that, baby, but I would like to see that too,” Alex nudged towards her br*asts, and Aaliyah felt a heat rising in her body as her happiness started to get replaced with anger.
“I am not interested in showing you anything. You can get lost,” Aaliyah tried to speak in a hard tone, but it came out slurred, having no effect on Alex.
“It’s okay, Aaliyah. You won’t feel interested in the beginning, but when I would start feeling them and massaging them, you are going to love it. So let me touch these big melons that I have been trying to get since I saw you,” Alex said before extending his hand, but before he could even touch her hand, she turned and kicked him away from herself.
She might be a little drunk, and her speech might be a bit off, but it doesn’t mean she couldn’t understand what was going around.
“Alex, don’t do something you will regret for the rest of your life. I am warning you,” Aaliyah tried to stand, and Alex chuckled darkly.
“Baby, I can kill to feel those enormous bubbles. What makes you think I am going to regret it?” Alex asked, and Aaliyah gritted her teeth. It was already bad enough that she was feeling like this, and now this pervert had to come and ruin it more for her.
“Now, be a good girl and stop overreacting. I know all girls resist at first, but then they are the ones begging for it on their knees. It will be quick,” Alex stood before launching himself on Aaliyah, trying to pry open her top, and she did her best to keep it close.
Hearing the sound of fabric starting to rip, a panic frenzy settled in her mind as she quickly took out her dagger before slicing his hand, making him wince and step back.
“What the hell?” Alex growled in horror when he looked at the blood dripping down his sleeves.
“You are going to pay for this b*tch. There is no way I am letting you go after you did this to me. You just wait and watch,” Alex’s eyes were turning bloodshot now, but Aaliyah was no better.
“What gave you the idea that you can come and touch me inappropriately just because I am a little drunk? I am going to pay. Are you serious? I will teach you how to behave with a girl today.” Aaliyah clenched her fists.
Standing from her place, she kicked Alex, sending him a few steps away. However, she was far from done. Sitting over his body, she grabbed his collar before raising his head. Twisting his hand, she dislocated the hand that had grabbed her collar, growling as her anger was nowhere under control.
“You wanted to feel me, no? Here, feel my punches,” Aaliyah growled before punching him again and again until he was rendered unconscious.
Punching him a few more times, when Aaliyah noticed he wasn’t getting up anymore, she bit her lips before pushing her body away from the jerk, feeling dirty just by the thought of his perverted eyes on her.
Standing and wiping the blood on her knuckles with his shirt, she went back to sitting on the bench, patiently waiting for her Mr. Volkov.
“There she is,” Bryce said, and Volkov looked at the girl sitting on the bench, playing with a leaf, looking lost and alone, and his heart skipped a beat at the sight of her looking so down.
However, it was only a few seconds before her state registered in his mind. Her knuckled were bruised, her clothes and hair were disheveled, and there was no way this was because she was drunk. Something had happened here before they came.
Getting down from the car, Volkov looked at the unconscious body lying at some distance before looking at Aaliyah, hoping that it wasn’t what he thought it was looking like.
“Did she beat someone in her drunk state?” Bryce was the first to voice out his thoughts before he noticed someone had ripped her top slightly, making him gulp as he looked at Volkov, who was barely controlling his anger.
“You guys can leave. I will take it from here,” Volkov said, and though they wanted to object, they knew right now wasn’t the right time. Thus, they sat in the bodyguard’s car and left the duo alone.
“Aaliyah, what happened here?” Volkov asked her before setting, and as if she saw someone who could save her life, Aaliyah looked at him with beaming eyes.
“Mr. Volkov? You came. How humble of you,” Aaliyah’s face brightened, and Volkov nodded, not expecting her to lie down on his lap.
“You still haven’t answered my question, Aaliyah. What happened here before I came?” Volkov asked again, and Aaliyah sighed.
“This is Alex. He is looking like this because I beat him. He was trying to force himself on me and feel my br*asts because he thought I was drunk. I denied it. He said that b*tches like me deny it in beginning, but beg for it after they are done with us. So he was forcing himself on me, and when I saw he wasn’t stopping, I did that,” Aaliyah said in an innocent tone, and it was taking every shred of patience Volkov had to not kill Alex right now.
“I am sorry, Aaliyah. If I had come a little earlier, you had not have gone through any of it,” Volkov blamed himself for what Aaliyah went through and she shook her head gently.
“Why are you sorry about it? You are not the one who assaulted me. It’s not your fault I came to this party, got my drink spiked, and ended up almost assaulted. There’s no reason for you to apologize. Thank you for caring so much about me,” Aaliyah smiled, and Volkov’s heart clenched at the thought of her smiling through her pain.
“I want to leave,” She said, her face in his lap as she looked up at him like a kid, only she was looking at anyone but a kid.
“Let’s go. I will drop you home,” Volkov played with her locks, and she immediately sat, shaking her head violently.
“No! If mom sees me, she is going to kill me. We will probably transfer somewhere else, and I don’t want to leave this place yet. It’s okay if you don’t want to help me anymore. I will leave with Ashton and stay in his room for the night. Can you call him?” Aaliyah looked at him with a dazed expression, and it was enough to trigger Volkov’s anger.
“Fine. We are not going to your house, okay?” Volkov said as he held her hand to take her to the car.
Giving her a water bottle, he was about to ask her to sit inside when her next words both amused and confused him.