CHAPTER SEVEN
Rachel
Xander fucking Mcallen. Our eyes made contact and he smirked. How unexpected. I scoffed still gazing at him.
I smirked letting my eyes follow his movements. He had about three bodyguards and there might even be more outside.
My eyes widened as I noticed he was coming directly towards me. Everyone else noticed and some began whispering amongst themselves.
I looked behind me and Ian was approaching with his little slut so I made Xander’s work easy for him closing the space between us to avoid Ian.
"Arrogant much to have to make such a grand entrance."
He smirked and placed his hands on my waist.
"Guess so. Let’s go."
"Go! I have to work. I’ll soon be on."
I replied struggling a little.
"Not tonight. C’mon."
He says, I didn’t object any longer and simply followed him to the VIP section of the club. I’ve only been here once. It was restricted to high class people and the strippers that worked there were exclusive.
They were more like prostitute. In the club, I had a choice of giving my body out.
Yes, I showed my body parts but at my own freedom. In there, the men own you and could do whatever they pleased making here off limits for me.
We reached a table and took a seat. One of the girls served us drinks wearing nothing but a G-string and nipple covering for her boobs.
"So, you’ve found someone."
I nodded in affirmation giving him details about Rosaline letting the loud music fade away.
Xander seemed satisfied with her and of course I left out the part of her trust issues because of my jealously.
"Bring her to me."
He commanded one of his men who immediately got up and left.
"I guess my work here is done. Good luck and I hope you have many more years of single life ahead of you."
"Miss Sinclair…."
He trailed off with a suspicious smile.
"Yes…."
I strained my voice a little because of him.
"I may have forgotten one little detail about our arrangement."
"What detail?"
I enquired and his smile grew wider.
"You also have a part to play. The biggest actually. While the girl is acting like my fake fiancée, you Miss Sinclair have to live with me."
"What!"
I thundered. My face filled with shock and annoyance.
"Why would I have to live with you?"
"Well for one, your ex would be extremely jealous and you might get him back which you obviously want and also, you’ll be the one to deliver the news of Rosaline’s behavior to my parents because they will ask you.
"She’s living with you as well."
"Yes and don’t worry, it’s just for a week or two and it’s all over, you don’t have to worry."
I felt slightly better that I wouldn’t have to be living in a house with him alone and he’s right about the jealously aspect.
"Alright then."
"Good. Let’s go."
"What about Rosaline?"
I asked perplexed.
"Oh she’s waiting for us….."
"Waiting where…I don’t…."
I paused and it all made sense.
"You could’ve just asked her politely.
What is with you and kidnapping people?"
I asked and he only smirked, got up and adjusted his jacket.
"Maybe I’ll tell you one of these days."
He responded as we walked out.
"Rachel!"
Ian’s voice boomed. I looked back and he was rushing towards me.
"What is it?"
I snapped.
"Can we talk please."
"No. I have somewhere important I need to be."
I responded glancing at Xander.
"Rachel…."
"I think you heard her clearly……..”
Xander says sneaking his hands behind my waist.
"I think you need to chill……"
He tried to move forward but Xander’s bodyguards shielded us.
"Goodbye Ian."
I smiled widely and left with Xander. I think I might be enjoying this just a little too much. A little though.
TO BE CONTINUED