To Have Fun And Peace

ELENA'S POV;

"You're not mad at me?" I whispered, but was more than certain that he couldn't hear me due to the loud music. He inhaled my scent and kissed the skin behind my ear. I bit my lower lips and tried to move away but I couldn't, he was intoxicating. I felt something slightly cold on my thigh like a metal on his finger.

A ring? Did he decide to wear our wedding rings today? What got him in the mood? Or was he going to treat me like things and then leave me hanging like he always did? I was more than unhappy about everything that was going on between the both of us..and I hoped what he was currently doing was trying to make up for his actions yesterday. I wanted to kiss him, badly, I missed his lips.

"C..can I turn?" I asked and he leaned towards my ear.

"Why are you so bent on turning?" He said slowly. Fuck I wanted to kiss him right now.

"I want to..." I paused.

"Hmm?" He asked.

"I miss your lips." I said and without wasting time he whirled me and smashed his lips against mine. Just as possessive as he always is. His hand gripped my head as he stuck his tongue into mine. His kiss was more aggressive tonight. Was he still mad at me for sneaking out on him and telling him absolutely nothing? I still could barely see anything at the moment, but all I knew was that I wanted this man so badly and with everything in me. I didn't want him to be mad at me. I didn't want to suffer not getting his attention. He released me and went straight to kissing my neck. I didn't care if he rocked me right here and now. A lot of people were too occupied with their dancing to care. It was then that he chose to stop teasing me. My jaw dropped as he whispered.

"You want to cum in here princess?" The alcohol really wasn't making me think straight. I nodded without hesitation. Then he moved his hands in me. "You feel good princess." He maintained his low tone. "I really want to feel these walls clenching around me. You feel fucking good." I whimpered as he continued his assault. He kissed my neck. "Do you want to take this a bit further?" He asked and I nodded, then I heard him chuckle even through the loud music before I felt my climax building. I was dripping onto the floor and I had to pull his hand out. I think I needed to go to the bathroom. Without looking back, I hurried through the crowd and walked through the passage. I needed to clean myself up before anything else. I moved into the restroom area and entered one of the free rooms before wiping myself clean. The alcohol was still in my system and I could barely see anything that I was doing. But after I flushed the toilet before I got out to wash my hands.

I came here to have fun and peace, and what I wasn't expecting was for a pervert to walk into the room and grip me by the waist. He was so harsh with his hands that I would have been unable to move if I didn't know any self-defence moves. I remembered what I did to Antonio in our training session and elbowed him in the ribs before taking his hand and twisting it behind his back. Like I said, I still had alcohol in my system, so my grip wasn't even strong enough because he recovered too fast and brought my waist to he's again. Eww. I pushed him. Or I tried to but he didn't bulge this time.

"Let me go."

"You have one hell of a skill Princesa, but I'm not letting you go so easily." He said and my eyes snapped open. I knew that voice anywhere.

"Vito."

"C'mon, don't be like this. We still have things yet to be resolved."

"There's nothing to resolve, Vito. Let me go." I was hot, really hot.

"Why? Because of the man you were making out with out there?" He asked with a growl. "What would Antonio say once he hears about this news?" I didn't understand what he was even talking about because the man I was making out with was Antonio. How blind could he possibly be? "You really find it so easy to spread your legs for other men. What happened to us?" I don't know when and how my hand connected with his face as he said those words. How fucking dare he? He slowly glanced at me with a scowl on his face. And there I was thinking this man was the best thing that had happened to me in the beginning. I never knew he was such a demon.

His grip on my hand tightened as he growled at me.

"Now we're raising hands against each other isn't it?" He growled and I really wasn't scared of him. "Oh, I see you've grown feathers to look at me with those daring eyes." He pushed me back and the impact my body felt from the wall almost knocked me out. I had to admit he was strong, really strong. Not waiting for me to recover, he closed his hand around my neck, choking me. What did I see in this man in the beginning? I tried to kick, but it was only making his grip tighter because I wasn't on the floor anymore. Then a gunshot. The grip on my neck loosened and I fell to the ground, coughing loudly.

A figure walked down towards me and lifted me from where I was. I could still hear the groans of Vito. He was shot in the leg. I looked up and saw Antonio. I smiled, he was always there for me when I needed him the most. I sniffed his cologne and realized it was a different one he'd applied today. Immediately we stepped outside the club, the figure stopped.

"What the fuck are you doing with her?" My eyes snapped open. Was that...no it couldn't be. I turned to confirm and instantly regretted it. Antonio was right in front of us, hatred evident in his eyes as he looked at...I looked up and noticed a smirk and nearly passed out.

The man in the club...was Derek.