Come Back to Me

Hey there...champ, how the hell are ya?" I smiled awkwardly as Sinister stared at Anton and I with such an intense rage, I was kind of turned on.

No, Calla. Bad Calla. He is the enemy right now.

"Don't call me 'champ'." He fumed, his eyes bled anger.

"Oh, okay. Sport? Pal? Throw me a line here, because I'm quite confused."

"The fuck do you think you're doing, Calla?!" He hissed at me, though I couldn't help but notice his arm was still around Hayden's waist. That little whore just stood there, looking completely and utterly disgusted with me.

I turned my attention to her, "Hey Susan, how's your night going?"

She scoffed, "I know you know my real name."

I bit down on my lip, "I don't recall giving a fuck about what your name is. All I care to know is why you're pawing at my husband like the bitch you are."

Her mouth widened at my words and Sinister stared daggers at me.

"Woof!" I barked.

"Calla what the fuck is wrong with you?" He hissed.

"Ohhhh, I don't knoww, maybe it's because I'm your wife, you know? And you brought me here, and all you seem to be capable of doing is groping Nanny McPhee over here."

Sinisters fists clenched by his side, "Why the fuck were you dancing with him? Huh? Do you really get jealous that easily? Are you that desperate for attention?"

Ouch.

"He's talked to me more than you have tonight." I frowned.

"Are you really that needy?" He fumed, his icy eyes monstrous.

I backed up, Anton pressed his hand onto my shoulder protectively. I felt like crying, this fucking hurt.

"Mr. Velkov, as a guest in my home, I suggest you calm down a little so we can handle this like gentlemen, and stop yelling at Calla." Anton said from behind me.

This only made Sinister more furious as he took a step towards us.

really think I give a fuck about being a gentlemen right now? You just had your hands all over my fucking wife!" He barked out, people around us started

back at him,

is Hayden!" She yelled at

GIVE A FUCK!" I screamed, my body heaved as I tried not to collapse on the ground

hands away from Hayden as he

Calla. We're

away from him, "No! I don't want to." I felt like

as Sebastian made his way over to us, Sabrina was hot on his heels, his eyes were wide as he watched us yell at each

you cannot make a scene, especially not here."

leaving." Sinister growled as he reached

pulled away, drawing my attention

I'm not going with him. Not tonight." My eyes were

we were all silent. My body was

stay here tonight." Anton offered, he looked at Sebastian, "You may stay here as well if you'd like, to keep an eye on her for

frowned. Even though it was true, I

I need to leave before

felt like crying, he did the exact same thing to me, what gives him the right? How is he able to justify his actions with

his eyes bloodshot with fury, but he turned to me, "Calla" he whispered, "Everything I do, I do for a reason. Please understand

waiting for me to answer, he grabbed a smirking Hayden by the wrist and walked

that even mean? What is he up to? Jesus fuck, I wish I could drink right now. I needed a drink. No Calla. Bad Calla.

with him?" I asked to Sebastian, my heart

shrugged, his eyes diverting away from

his arm over my shoulder,

after us, as Anton walked out of the massive ballroom, and up a flight of grand looking stairs. There were body guards all around us, watching Anton protectively

room, you can stay in here if

stays wherever I am, and let me tell you, your highness, I'm a sheet hogger. Yeah that's right,

just stay in

laundry room, love." Anton grinned pointing towards another door, "You both may stay in here. Oh and Calla, might I have a small word

into the bedroom,

not only did my husband openly grope another woman, he actually left with her. I

good man, you know that was all

fuck are you