POV
X
I'm feeling an immense amount of guilt as I leave Millie in the penthouse, I don't want to do this.
If this weekend goes well, I may reconsider my no-relationship rule. I don't want anyone else but her and I sure as fuck don't want her seeing anyone else.
Jesus, just the thought fires me up.
It's already 11 pm and I head to my club to get this bullshit over with. I'm nervous as fuck to be having Aspen here in the house. There are way too many eyes around here for comfort. I already know Aspen will be all over me and the last fucking thing I want is to break my girl's heart by some snitch getting the wrong impression.
I start walking to the VIP area and there she is with eyes locked on me, Aspen. Her hair is stick straight and glossy, she's wearing the shortest red dress probably ever made. The material looks like it was painted onto her body. Yeah, normally I'd be intrigued but tonight I want my Millie, The only thing is I can't have her, not now.
"X! Come over here!" Adria says as if we didn't just have a showdown in the penthouse not long ago.
I completely ignore her and sit next to Slim on the couch and she rolls her eyes clearly annoyed by the rejection.
I sit back with my hands on my lap and legs slightly open watching the club come alive minute after minute. Aspen comes walking over to me, "Hey X, twice in one week huh?"
I want to give her the cold shoulder, but I can't. I have to do whatever this spoiled little brat wants so she can report to Daddy that she had a good time here.
"Yeah, come here babe, come sit on my lap," I suggest to her.
She sits on my lap "What can I get you to drink?" I ask her while putting my hand on her thigh.
I feel out of this world guilty right now, if Millie saw this she'd be broken, which is exactly why I need her locked in that penthouse until this is over.
"How about a vodka soda?" She says putting her hand over mine.
"You got it, gorgeous," I say.
I put my free hand up getting the attention of many female shot girls. I order Aspen her drink and tell the girl to get me a brandy and to keep them coming.
I'm going to need to get wasted this weekend just to make it through.
Ugh, here comes Adria with a fake smile…
"Can I join you guys?" Adria asks all seductively.
Fuck no.
"Yeah, come here," I say patting my open leg. I need to make it appear to Aspen that everything is all good in this house and that my own team isn't falling apart, fighting with one another.
I sit here with two women I couldn't give a single fuck about while they once again make out on my lap like they did last weekend.
Aspen breaks away from Adria's now swollen lips and moves hers to mine.
We entangle our tongues together as I numbly give her what she wants.
After minutes of making out with Aspen, I tell the girls I'm heading outside for a few.
I reach my destination out the door and pull out a pre-rolled joint lighting it up.
I take my phone out of my pocket and text Millie.
Me: I miss you already baby
I take a good long hit of my joint, holding it in as long as possible and letting the smoke release from my mouth. My phone vibrates in my hand and I look down at the screen.
Millie: I miss you too, please don't do anything stupid.
Me: I won't, I promise.
I lean my head back on the wall of the outer part of the club. I inhale another hit of my joint and exhale closing my eyes.
"I'm so sorry Millie" I quietly say to myself as I push myself off the wall ready to give Aspen the weekend of her life.