I mean, there is no way in hell that I’m going to believe that I just had so much fun with my brother's bride-to-be, it’s definitely not her. She wouldn’t be fooling around on the night before her wedding.  Should have stopped her at this moment, I could have called someone in here to take her to her room and make sure she is okay, but I couldn’t deny myself this much pleasure. I couldn’t stop, even if wanted to. It’s too late to back down now, I need to see this to the end,  I need to make her cum, besides, she would never be able to remember any of this by tomorrow, after all, I’m not planning on taking her virginity, it belongs to the Riley as she mentioned earlier, the Riley whom I know is certainly not my brother.

After making her cum so hard, I watched her snuggle closer to me, drifting off to sleep. She is so drunk and exhausted from our little sexual escapade, and I adored her beauty. She is so gorgeous, so amazing and I want her for myself. It’s quite unfortunate that she belongs to another man.

…END OF FLASHBACK…

I mean, There I was sitting on my own when she walked into my room. Yes, I knew she was drunk and I could have at least stopped her from making a fool of herself, but I couldn’t help it, okay?

I’m a man, and I have feelings as well. How on earth am I supposed to say no to such a beautiful lady, especially when she was touching me in all the right places, making me feel so damn good. I gave in to my desires and I had fun with her. You can sue me for it, but that wouldn’t change the fact that I had fun with her and I don’t regret it.

I would have tried to talk to her in the morning, but she woke up way earlier than I expected, and when she realized that she was not in her room, she flew into a panic and ran out of my room like her life depended on it. I ran after her in a bid to stop her and explain to her that nothing happened, and maybe get her number, but I couldn’t do any of that because she had a much bigger surprise waiting for her in her friend's room.

She caught her best friend screwing her husband-to-be, who happens to be my kid brother, Riley. That fucking did it. She ran out of the hotel like a lunatic, sobbing sadly. She was distracted and confused. She wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings and she nearly got hit by a car. She came this close to getting hit by a car, the shock and heartbreak were just too much for her, and she passed out on the street, lying helplessly on the road.

I never showed my face, I kept lurking in the dark, observing from a safe distance. I waited a few minutes to give my brother a chance to save his fiancee and make things right, but he never came for her, he couldn’t care less about her safety. I had to take her to the hospital, I know this shouldn’t be my problem, I mean, I don’t even know this girl. But seeing her lying helplessly on the street made me realize that I’m now involved in this matter, whether I care to admit it or not.

“Are you sure you will be okay without me?” Liam let out as soon as I stepped out of the hospital that Saturday morning. I have been in this hospital for a couple of hours, I had to stay back and make sure she was okay and when I confirmed from the doctor that everything is going to be okay, I left her in the hospital.

“I’ll be fine man. They are still my parents, it’s not like they are going to kill me or do anything to hurt me. Just make sure she gets home safely, I’ll meet you back at the hotel.” I responded.

“And why do you care so much about this girl, Drake?

She is still your brother's fiancee and last I checked, you are still in a relationship with Rosalie.” he did a quote in the air when mentioning her name and he scoffed at the end. He never hides the fact that he hates Rosalie, and she makes it quite clear to him that the feeling is mutual. I have never understood the conflict between them, but I try to keep the peace between them before it could get more conflicting. I try to limit their interactions, making sure they have no reason to see or speak with each other.

“I know she belongs to my brother, but I still need to look out for her, Liam. Besides, Rosalie is no longer my girlfriend. She left me two weeks ago, remember?”

“Yeah, whatever. Just don’t go having any funny ideas about that girl, she is taken!” he let out sternly, throwing his hand in frustration as he turned around and went back into the hospital.

I almost laughed at his theatrics. I wonder what he is going to say when he finds out that she had been in my room last night. I’m sure he would never stop teasing me about it. Gosh, what was I ever thinking?

I went back to the hotel and had a quick shower. The news of Riley’s canceled wedding is everywhere in town. Their wedding was supposed to be today, and everyone was looking forward to it because it was supposed to be the talk of the town. Our family is so popular in this city, we practically run this city. And from what I heard, her family is doing great as well. They are going through a rough time, but then again, that is how business is. I’m sure her father would sort out it out in no time.

I felt uncomfortable as I stepped down from my Porsche, the news about my brother's breakup is everywhere. And there is a leaked video of my brother and the girl he screwed last night. That video is supposed to be confidential, I wonder how it got leaked.

As I walked into the hotel lobby, I spotted the girl causing this whole scandal, the same girl that had been with Riley last night. She was having a conversation with the receptionist, the same one that had given me the key to my room last night. I saw her passing a brown envelope to the receptionist before turning to leave the lobby. I guess she is checking out of the hotel because she had her luggage with her.

I did not stop, and I acted oblivious to their dealings, but something else caught my attention and I realized that something else is going on here. From the glass doors of the elevator, I saw her walk toward a black SUV that is parked in front of the hotel. The driver came down and took her luggage from her, putting it at the back of the car. Then she opened the back door and stepped into the SUV and just before she shut the door, someone sitting in the back seat of that SUV leaned down to place a peck on her cheek.

I know him, I’ve heard so much about him and I know what he is capable of. His name is Austin Foster. He is a member of the Russian organized crime or Russian mafia, otherwise known as Bratva. He is a notorious criminal, and he is wanted in many countries for drugs and human trafficking.

I may not be Bratva, but I am the Godfather and the Bratva pakhan cannot dare to cross me. I don’t know how Riley got himself involved with these guys, but I’m certainly going to get to the root of this matter.

Mia's POV

“How is he, Carrie?” I asked her when she stepped out of his hospital room, but she didn’t get a chance to respond to my question because mom was right behind her and mom pulled her back so she doesn’t answer me.

“What do you care?” mom snorted, eying me angrily.

“Mom…” I started but she put up her palm to stop me before I continued.

“You had only one task, Mia. Just one task, but you failed to carry it out. You failed your family and you put your dad in the hospital. I will not forgive you if anything happens to your father or to anyone of us.” She scolded in anger before walking away, leaving Carrie and I standing in front of dads hospital room, looking so confused and frustrated at the same time.

“How is he?” I managed to speak out after some seconds.

“His condition has been stabilized, for now, Mia. But the doctor warns that we should not do anything to upset him anymore or we could lose him the next time he has another heart attack.” Carrie explained calmly. You could tell from her tone that she doesn’t want to lose him. I feel exactly the same way, I can’t bear to think of a life without my father, but how on earth am I supposed to forgive Riley, how do accept him back into my life?

He would never treat me right, he would always cheat on me because he knows that I would always come back to him, he knows that I would never leave because my family cannot survive without their help. What the hell am I going to do, how do I get out of this pickle? The door was opened from within and the doctor peeked out of the room, looking at my mom's disappearing figure before turning to Carrie and I…

“Ummm,

Which of you is Mia?” he asked brusquely, looking at the both of us for answers. I indicated to him that I am Mia, smiling nervously as I looked at him.

“You can come in now, Mia. Your father is asking for you.” He told me.

“Oh, one more thing Miss,” he called out to me as I took a step towards the door. I stopped and turned to him once more, flashing him that same nervous smile that I keep giving to everyone since we arrived at this hospital.

“Don’t say anything to get him upset, hanging on a thin thread here.” He added, offering me his best platonic smile. I have no idea why he would say that to me. I’ve been standing out here just to avoid a situation like this, I don’t want to upset dad anymore, so I stood outside his hospital room like a fucking stranger while my mom and my sister went in with dad. And now I’m staring at the doctor and he is making it sound like I am the reason behind my father's current situation. I know that he doesn’t know about the issues we are facing as a family, but I can’t help but feel a little awkward when he told me not to do or say anything to upset my father. He sounded as if he knows everything already, and it made me feel so embarrassed because I know that there is no way he would know about all these things, except my mom had been running her mouth… again.

I took slow steps as I walked toward my father’s bed. He is lying on one of those electrical gynaeco hospital beds that has a Bed frame and foot made of steel tube, Pre-treated and epoxy powder coated. The mattress is made of high-density polyurethane foam and covered with washable faux leather that is also waterproof. And then there are the six functions adjusted by electric and manual. The bed has been adjusted to a sitting position and dad is sitting with his back resting on the backrest. He has a warm smile on his face as I approached him, and I feel so guilty for being the reason why he is lying on that hospital bed. He should be at home with his family, but here he is, lying on a stupid hospital bed, looking so weak.

“Come here, Mia-Mia,” he beckoned to me with his hand. He still has that warm smile on his face and I wish I can reciprocate his warm gestures, but I just don’t know where to begin.

“It is not your fault, Mia. It’s just my stupid heart disease.” He joked, eliciting a smile from me.

“I’m sorry, dad. I never meant to hurt you, I never wished for any of this to happen, I always wanted a happily ever after, and Riley won’t give it to me because he is a cheating bastard and he makes me so damn upset.” I said it in such a hurry, I did not realize that I was screaming at my father again until I heard the sound of the beeping monitors that indicated that his blood pressure was rising again. He was glaring at me in shock and I felt ashamed of myself because I never meant to say all this to him while he is lying on the hospital bed. My hand flew to my mouth in shock and I tried to stop myself from saying something that might aggravate his condition.

“Family is all about making sacrifices, Mia-Mia. Do this for your family, do this for me, my daughter.” He let out calmly. He stretched out his hand and took my palm in his, pulling me closer. He had this sad look in his eyes that made it practically impossible for me to reject Riley. He kept looking at me, his sad eyes pleading for me to accept his request. If I keep fighting this, his heart may give out once more and it would be my fault if he dies in this hospital bed. I looked deeply into his eyes, weighing my options, trying to find another way to help my family. But there was no other way, I have to accept to marry that cheating bastard. That is the only way.

“Fine. I’ll marry him.” I responded firmly and I turned around and walked towards the exit, stepping out of his room to give him time to rest. The longer I stay in here, the more furious I become. I can’t believe that they are trading my happiness for business, it’s so preposterous.

“You are doing the right thing, Mia-Mia. You will never regret your actions.” He called out to me as I left. I scoffed at his words because I know that he is just trying to make me feel better. I also wondered how his voice got louder all of a sudden, but I didn’t think too much about it, I just left him to see to the details and arrange a reconciliation meeting with the Osbornes. Besides, I know that if I stay there one more minute, I would say something to provoke him, and mom would lash out at me once more.

Mom and Carrie stumbled into the room when I opened the door. Obviously, they were eavesdropping on my conversation with dad. Good thing they regained their stamina before falling to the floor because I would have stood there and watched them fall without lending a hand. I ignored them and walked away, I need some time alone, I need to drown myself in alcohol and forget about my miserable life.

“I’m so proud of you, Mia-Mia. You have no idea what this means to all of us. I’ll go in now and discuss it with your father, we would fix a lunch date with the Osbornes tomorrow. You are such an amazing child,” mom keeps praising me, but I don’t give a damn about her praises. I kept walking away, ignoring her. I could hear her voice in the distance as she urged my sister to come after me and make sure I’m okay. I heard the clinking of her heels on the tiles as she ran after me, calling out to me. I ignore her and kept on walking, I knew she would catch up with me in a while, so there was no need to wait around for her.

“Come on, Mia, wait up”

“You don’t intend to walk home, do you?”

“Mia-Mia, wait up!” she kept on calling, but I ignored her. I sighted a bar up ahead, and that is exactly where I’m headed.

“Extra dry Martini, please,” I ordered the bartender as I sat on the bar stool.

“Better still, make it a bone dry Martini.” Carrie added, smiling seductively at the bartender

“Bone dry Martini for the gorgeous ladies, coming right up.” The bartender responded to Carrie, flashing her a more seductive smile. I scoffed as I watched them flirting with each other. Carrie is such a flirt, she is the life of every party, and she spends all her time clubbing and partying. She is so lucky to be the second child, she doesn’t have to worry about the family business and she will never be pawned off to a lying, cheating bastard.

“Go home, Carrie, I want to be alone.” I told her firmly, but she acted deaf, making it seem like I was talking to myself. The bartender served our drinks and I sipped from my cup, gulping it down in a few seconds. I exchanged my empty glass with Carrie, gulping down hers as well, ignoring the weird look from my sister and everyone else at the bar.

“Fill it up,” I told the bartender, smiling at him the same way Carrie just did a few minutes ago.

“So…

It’s settled then, you are getting married to Riley after all.” Carrie let out a sigh.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” I responded sternly, hoping she would take the hint and back off. But that was merely wishful thinking because Carrie will always be Carrier. She never listens to anyone and she always looks at the bright side of life, that is why she is always cheerful.

“Oh, come on, Mia. You are getting married soon, I know that. And I’m not going to stop you if you want to party hard and have fun before you get hitched to that idiot. But this is not the way to go about it and this is not the right place, Mia. Look around you, sis, everyone is staring at you because of the news of your breakup with Riley. And here you are, portraying the look of an abandoned bride who ends up being a drunk and a sadist.

Gosh, Mia!

That’s awful!

I don’t expect you to whine and sulk like a baby, I expect you to get back at that fool by cheating on him the same way he cheated on you. You are the strongest woman I know, Mia-Mia, and it hurts me to see you this way. You may not be able to stop this wedding, but you can give him a taste of his own medicine by having wild sex with some unknown dude.” I glared at her when she said that and she put her hands up in mock surrender smiling sheepishly.

“Fine, I don’t mean that. But I’m sure you can find a cute guy to hang out with. Sitting in this shitty bar, and drowning yourself in alcohol won’t do you any good. Why don’t you come out with me, just this once?

If you ask me, I think you should make this night a memorable one because very soon, you will be too busy to think about getting back on this guy. Once you get married to him, his family would give you a fancy office in their company and knowing the kind of person that you are, you will spend all your time working so hard to revive our company. This is the perfect chance to get back at that him, Mia. Now come with me I need to set you up with a gorgeous dude.” she ordered sternly, making me chuckle at her choice of words. She has no idea that I am still a virgin. She had always teased me for turning down her invitations to parties and clubs. She would never stop talking about her different boyfriends and sharing her sexual escapades with me. I guess she thought I was just too shy to talk about mine, if she find out that I’m still a virgin, she would freak out. I would never hear the end of it because she would tease and mock me for the rest of my life. But in a way, though, I think she is right.

I never thought about it this way. I know I’m hurting inside for what Riley did, but I never thought of a way to pay him back for screwing my friend. How could I give my virginity to a guy that screwed my best friend? That would be so stupid. I can’t stop this stupid wedding from happening, but one thing is certain.

“Riley won’t take my virginity.”

I thought to myself as I emptied my second glass of Martini. I don’t care if it’s a stranger like Carrie suggested, but before the night is over, I’m going to give my virginity away. Riley doesn’t deserve it and I’ll make sure he doesn’t get it.

“Let us go, sis, I want to have fun tonight. Just take me to the best club in town.” I accepted, making her scream excitedly as she held my hand and dragged me out of the bar. I feel a little tipsy, but I was still able to notice that everyone was staring at us, even as we walked out of the bar. I don’t know why they all think that it is my fault that the wedding was canceled. They should all mind their damn business!

Nosy people!