Chapter 1

Yeah, being the daughter of a CEP has its ups and downs now and then. The constant being checked on by security was annoying but Dad has his reasons and it had to be done.

Dad was strict with me, even at 21 I can hardly get him off my back! But thanks to him my school work got me top grades and now I'm graduating from Harvard tomorrow. A CEO in training. Sounds swish. Dad was thrilled when I told him years ago about my future decisions. He said I had a talent to persuade people to do what I want.

Ted is currently in the science business; something to do with astrophysics and computer science. Out of the whole family he is definitely the whiz kid. I prefer a good debate myself and being the leader of the 'pack'. Dad's going to have a great time keeping me in line at work. But personally, I can't wait!

It's my final night at college, and to celebrate our results a few of us are having drinks and going out for the evening into town; this means make-up and a dress which is not my area at all.

"You look beautiful without make-up. Stop messing with it."

"Maybe you can do it for me, Ian?" I asked, smirking and throwing the tube of mascara at him as he smiled and laughed, knocking it aside with his large hands.

"And I would prefer it if you didn't have the dress on...' he muttered sexily, crawling along the bed towards me. I turned and smiled at him as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me in as he nuzzled my breasts.

"Honey, Lilly and Josh will be here in fifteen minutes," I whispered, clutching his face with both of my hands and staring into his puppy dog eyes that I can never resist.

"What could we possibly do, baby, in fifteen minutes?" he asked, kissing away at my neck and I was all his, toppling down onto the bed and surrendering myself to him as his hands glided across my breasts as he kissed my belly, my insides churning at his touch. I was so lucky to have him, and it had been six months since we started dating. We were making the most of our time when it was just us two, and I wouldn't miss it for the world.

"Phoebe, honey you look amazing! Who did you hair?" asked Lilly, twirling me around to take a look at my attire. I was wearing a fitted red tight dress with a scooped high neck, black tights and black high boots. I blushed and smiled, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror and raising my eyebrows. Wow! I did a good job... for me.

"I did it," I muttered, approving my hair. It looked alright for once. My dark long straight brown hair was no longer loose, but plaited into a tight bun, my straight cut fringe clean and... cut! Lilly smiled and grabbed my hand, pulling me down the stairs and outside into the summers evening. Josh was sat in the car, and Ian was following swiftly behind us. He held my hand as we clambered into the back of Josh's car and whizzed away into the night.

The bar was full of graduates dancing with their friends or partners, dancing in the disco colours which moved here and there. We found a table by the window and sat down, making ourselves comfortable as Ian and Josh went to grab some shots and drinks.

"How long has it been with Josh now, Lilly?" I shouted over the music. She smiled and blushed.

"A year next week!" she shouted back, smiling as she stared at her boyfriend. They were perfect for each other, and the sort of couple who you pass in the street and envy. Lilly was beautiful, ginger hair with freckles and green eyes, her hair was thick and wavy. She was petite yet curvaceous and incredibly tall. I was completely different. I was petite, but not curvaceous. I was tiny actually, skinny legs yet I was very strong, and many people have stupidly underestimated me in the past and got their comeuppance.

Ian and Josh arrived with 16 shots and a pint each, and we downed the shots quickly, and I felt a sudden rush going to my head, and I felt dizzy. Ian pulled me suddenly to the dance floor and he wrapped his arms around me, his hands moving their way to my backside.

"Ian... stop it," I said, moving his hands to my hips instead. With all these people around us and with me being slightly famous I didn't fancy having him touching me with gaping mouths and eyes.

"No..." he slurred, he was so drunk that his smile was crooked and quite creepy. I pushed him away and he wobbled slightly, moving and hitting a young girl with blond hair, but she stood up and carried on dancing. I moved over towards our table to drink my water and clear my head, but Ian grabbed my arm and pulled me to his sweaty body.

"Get into your fucking place next time," he snarled at me and I wriggled out of his grip, walking as carefully as I could to my seat. Lilly sat there and giggled as she watched me collapse into my seat.

"Alright? Where's Ian?" she asked. I glared at her and she knew that that was the end of the conversation.

"Come on," she said, pulling me up to her. She smiled at me and giggled again, she was drunk also. "Let's get plastered!" she shouted. She grabbed my hand and we made our way to the bar, grabbing more and more shots and loosing it completely.