Stevie's Point of View
I'm in utter shock. Why the hell is Will kissing me and embracing me like this?! I know he's adopted, but he has never acted like this! He has never once showed that kind of interest in me. Only brotherly concern.
"Dylan." Will says with authority and a guy about my height comes over.
"Sir?" A lady, I'm assuming is Dylan, asks.
"Go ask Lord if I can pay him back for sleeping with Stevie, or if he wants immediate payment." I look at him again. My eyes widen at his words. I open my mouth to say something, but I know better. I can't say anything. If Lord allows this, then I have no choice. Will looks back to me. "What? Are you going to act like you've never thought about this too?" He asks as he pulls me onto his lap.
"No. I have always seen you as my brother." I tell him honestly. "You've only ever been my brother. Nothing else."
"Well, as soon as you hit 16, I began fantasizing about us together. In a variety of different ways." He says with am emphasis on the last sentence. He reaches out and strokes my chin.
"Sir?" Dylan whispers to Will.
"What did he say?" Will doesn't take his eyes off of me. His eyes comb over me. Hands begin to roam my body.
"He said no. Stevie is his. He doesn't want to share her." Dylan says. Never trying to make eye contact with Will.
Will looks very disappointed with that answer. "Go to your room and wait for me there." He says, finally looking at Dylan. He moves me off his lap and grabs my hand.
"Yes, sir." She says and walks away.
"Let's go back to Lord."
"You don't want to talk to me anymore? That's all you wanted from me?" I ask beginning to get mad at my brother.
"For now."
I take my hand back and stop walking. "I was taken and used as a fucking sex toy, and you finally see me again, and you just want to fuck me too. I can make my way back to Daddy on my own." I say and begin to walk away. Will grabs my arm.
"I told you already, I knew where you were about a week after you were taken. I wasn't friends with Ivan. I never liked him. I wouldn't have been able to help you."
"So you just left me there?!" I yell at him.
"What else was I supposed to do?" I open my mouth to say something. "If I called the police, I'd lose my spot in here. I tried talking to others, but I couldn't make waves without causing suspicion. This club is my world. It took a lot for me to get in here. It takes a lot for me to stay in here. I wasn't about to lose it." Will says as though it's obvious.
"So, you were willing to sacrifice me, for all this?" I ask gesturing around me. Tears burning, ready to fall.
"When asking around, I learned that most hated Ivan. That very few wanted him out. But, he had someone at the top, close to Lord, keeping him in. I was working my way up towards in here. I met a guy who was very close to Ivan. I got close to him. He told me about you. What he and Ivan would do to you. Each time he came back and told me stories about it, I would get mad. I was about to ask to go meet you guys. Offer to pay Ivan for you when I heard about the party. I wasn't on the list. When I asked Grant about why I wasn't invited, he told how Ivan is jealous, and with how much Grant liked me, he wasn't about risk anything. What he didn't know, was that I never liked him. And that I had gotten nearly everything I needed from him. I was apart of Lord's outer circle, I had friends higher than my rank. I was close to getting you. I had missed my chance of asking for my invite to the party. I hoped for another chance. Then, I saw you here." He said nothing else, his face unreadable. He grabs my arm and starts taking me back to Lord, Daddy or whoever he is. "Thank you for allowing me to chat with my sister." Will kisses Lord on the cheek. He turns and walks away from me.
"Welcome back!" Lord says to me while holding his arms out for me. I go and hug him. "We have things to discuss." I look at him nervously which causes him to chuckle. "Like how you want your room decorated, and what nicknames you like and don't like. And what your duties are, and what's expected of you."