Psh, I like Kiara. Mainly because she will cause the uprising in the next few chapters.

StellasLoveSunshine- bitch plz, you fell in love with me way before the chapter, I'm too irritable XD Psh! I am so much better XD u know how u said if Brandon and Stella kissed they'd be like 'ily' and 'ily too'? Ya sure bout that? Yeah, I am an unpredictable cow, so I won't exactly listen to ya xD Do not. I fucking swear to god, do not say your stories are fucked up! Hell. Yours rocks. People r dying for u to update. Bitch just update! :)

Elsabie- I will update as quick as I possibly can hun. :*

SassySolarian- Heck yeah, You and I are on the same boat when it comes to hating Brandon's persona!

Pickles333- Yeah, I was going to make this chapter pretty long, but then decided against it.

always, lovelies, read on...


Kiara's POV

"Brandon!" I squealed wrapping my arms around his neck. A smile gracing his soft lips as I kissed him in which he happily returned. I missed him so much and he looks a lot handsomer than the last I had seen of him.

"Hey," He replied in that breath smothering voice of his. Heck am I so lucky to have a fiancé like him.

"Hello to you too," I put on my best lady giggle phase. Wouldn't wont him to find any flaws in me. Brandon's flawless, that's why I love him. He's handsome and sexy in any way possible.

I was about to add something else to him when I felt him moved a bit and glance towards something else. He way he was looking at whatever he was looking at gave me a bad feeling.

Confused, my gazed followed his meeting with a blonde bimbo laughing about with Flora like she owns the place. Psh, I'm the one that's suppose to make my sister-in-law laugh like that, not her! Whoever she is.

"Brandon?" I questioned, my voice cracking a bit. Why was he looking at someone else? Did he know her. Hope not. He's my man and he's going to stay like that forever.

He suddenly snapped out of his thoughts and smiled at me, giving me a reassuring peck on the lips. That gesture made me relax. Good, so he wasn't cheating on me with anyone. "I think Flora was a little pissed about me leaving her," He chuckled and looked back at his sister, I presume.

"Let's go then, I have to see her," I told him excitedly. Main reason was I wanted to know who the heck that blondie was. He nodded and took my hand, guiding me there. Brandon was terribly good at hiding his expressions, it left me to wander what he was really feeling towards that blondie.

"Hey Flo," I called wrapping the cute brunette girl in a hug.

"Hey Kiara," She replied unsurely. What? Why is she responding to me like that? Humph! Why is that blonde the only one who's able to entertain MY sister-in-law?! She untangled herself from me and I turned to the family killer. "You are?" I asked innocently. I shouldn't judge her by appearance. Though she does look pretty crap.

"Oh, hi I'm Stella," She introduced herself and looked slightly unsure before randomly fisting her hand and holding it up in front of my face. Was she going to punch me?!

From behind me I could hear Flora's soft laughter and I desperately gazed at my husband-to-be. Finding his amused smirk directed toward Blondie over there made my blood boil. How dare she! She's able to entertain both my new sister and my fiancé.

"I'm uh, Kiara," I told her, shaking her hand that she abruptly changed her fist into. I felt myself hide a smirk as I stepped back and wrapped my arm around Brandon's. "Brandon's fiancee," I said to her firmly. now she shouldn't get any funny idea knowing he's already committed.

"Soon to be husband and wife eh?" She grinned looking the not even the slightest bit bothered. Her appearance told me she was like an open book, but why can't I see any jealousy in her?

"Quite frankly I think i might enjoy the rest of my life with him," I smiled smugly and leaned up kissing Brandon's lips for show. Nothing. Why the heck isn't she cringing?!

"Me too," Brandon agreed and I grinned nodding to his approval.

"Hey Kia, you said you'd introduce me to a few people," Flora interjected in our little silence. Finally she wants to spend time with me. I knew she's open up one day.

"Yes, give me a moment," I told her before looking at the blondie. Hopefully I've show enough proof for her to stay away from my man. I gazed back up at Brandon who gave me an assuring smile which I'll always trust. "I'll be back babe," I smiled, rubbing it in before taking Flora by the hand.


A few moments later Flo suggested we go back and i agreed. Blondie better not be all over my Brandon. But she wasn't, she was no where near in sight. It was just Brandon, sitting at our table with a slim champagne glass in his grasp.

"Where'd blo- I mean, Stella go?" I asked taking a seat beside him. Silence. He totally didn't even register my presence. Where is his mind?! "Brandon!"

"Yes?" He asked calmly taking a sip of his glass but not making eye contact with me. "She uh, went," So he did hear my question.

"Do you know where she is?" I question curiously hoping he didn't. That's he'd just say that she disappeared out of sight and he couldn't care less about where she is now. But my dreams were crushed…

"She went with your brother," He said bitterly and finishing half the glass now. He looked a bit bothered at that fact. I knew something must've happened for her to walk off with my brother.

"Ryan?" I rolled my eyes. Ryan Charles wasn't my biological brother, he's my step. So he and I never got along that much, he was pretty reluctant on attending our parties, but surprise he actually showed up. "He'd have fun playing with her then eh?" I nudged him softly and his eyes snapped back to me.

"What do you mean 'play' with her?" He asked in a serious tone to my disbelief.

"Ryan's a player," I shrugged my smile dying out, "He's probably convince her for a night and then leave next morning," At that Brandon stood up not even acknowledging my presence before walking off.

"Where're you going? Your meant to spend the night with me!" I shouted out of fury, falling into step with him. How dare he show care for her! She's just a blonde, man stealing whore!

"My father specifically told me to keep an eye on her tonight," He said, pacing forward, his eyes darting about.

"Why do you care so much? Your usually never like this! Whatever happened to the guy who never took orders from anyone?"

"Kiara I don't have time for this tonight," He stopped and looked at me firmly, than ran a hand through his hair in frustration, "I need to find her,"

"No. No you don't!" I said grabbing his hand. "Ryan can take care of her for the night,"

"I don't want Ryan taking care of something I'm responsible for!"

"Who said you were responsible for her,"

"My parents did, now excuse me, I have to find someone," He gazed about trying to find her I assume,

"Why are you doing this?" I whined exasperated in his behaviour.

"Look, I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you, but right now, I have bigger problems," He said, unintentionally placing a pin with my heart, "Stella, where the heck are you?" He muttered under his breath and I felt my blood heat up at the sound of him voicing out her bloody name.

I hate her. I fucking hate her so much!


Stella's POV

He looked down at me, his eyes hungry and full of lust, "The things I could do to you baby," He muttered as his hot breath came and fanned to my lips. He leaned forwards and let his tongue trace the side of my ear.

I giggled and pushed myself forward, planting a kiss at the joint where his neck meets his shoulder. Hmm, he smelt nice. Like honey, thick, golden honey. Yum! "Fuck, what are you doing to me?" He laughed, and in returned pecked my bare shoulder.

Even though I had just dared him to pick an olive from down my throat a few minutes ago. He and I both knew we were joking, but right now, I felt a little hot and demanding with all that drinking. I turned my head to the bartender who wasn't even paying attention to us and tapped my finger of the marble bar table. "Pass me a drink, quite frankly I don't care what it is, as long as it has alcohol,"

Ryan laughed at my random order, "Seriously Stell, I'm actually glad I came to this party,"

"Really now? You don't come to these party often eh?" I giggled playing with the orang slice slit and place onto the side of my glass. I began dipping it in my drink before devouring.

"The party's from my step-sister, I don't usually go, because I technically hate them, but my dad forced me to come here," He explained and I leaned forward, kissing his cheek.

"Yeah, well I'm glad you came too," I told him with a grin and he kissed my nose in response. Damn I'm loving every kiss this boy gives me. "Now, drink up," I chuckled passing him another glass as well as draining my own.

I slammed the glass on the marble, but it didn't break. Thankfully. I was overly drunk by now since all Ryan was doing was talking, and all I was doing was drinking glass after glass. It went from small shot glasses to foot long beer bottles.

"Let's dance!" I declared barely not being able to get the two words out as I dizzily threw my hands in the air. Why do we have hands? hmm, does Ryan always look this sexy? Oh look, I have feet!

"Let's do it!" He joined in with me and grabbed my arm, as we both tackled each other to the dance floor. He grabbed my hand ad spun me around to the music. Damn, they seriously choose good songs when it comes to midnight eh?

One of my all-time favourites Where Have You Been by Rhianna poured out from the speakers, and I didn't hesitate to move my hips to it's electro beat. Having the prettiest dress, or getting Brandon's approval or fitting in with the rich crowd didn't matter to me anymore. I was here with Ryan and i was loving it.

Most of the other dancers had moved out of our way, and I was left to release my mad dancer skills. Ryan turned me around, and placed his hands on my hips moving in sync with the beat again. Rhianna is definitely the idol for me tonight.

Heck this was turning into a dance party rather than a ball. I'm guessing the DJ got some shots of his own huh. People were now cheering and clapping as we literally took over the floor.

"Your are so fucking sexy when you dance," Ryan hooted over the music and i blushed.

"So i've been told," I garbled my words as he twirls me like a ballerina. Heck we were going from hip-hop to ballroom to Spanish dancing to just randomly moving about because the songs keep changing.

"I want to kiss you so badly," He murmured, keeping his forehead on mine now. I burst out laughing and kissed his nose. "Scratch that, I want you so badly!"

"Then let's go somewhere more private, because I'm sure as hell not showing PDA," I told him slurring a bit and I faltered my own steps.

"I agree," He looked up and grabbed my hand, carefully guiding me through the crowd. I was sure as heck drunk now, and I didn't give two shits about who the hell would kiss me now. I sure as hell don't give about Brandon right now, maybe I could just forget about him and love Ryan.

"Your serious right?" Ryan asked, looking at me unsurely as we walked down the empty corridors.

"Fuck yeah, Ryan fucking kiss me now," I groaned out of impatience wrapping my arms around neck. Heck I was damn serious. No jokes, no funny business. I'm going to kiss him and that's the end of my Brandon fantasies.

"Wait till we get to my room baby," He muttered taking me by the waist. Oh right, I forgot he lived here too. Hey didn't Kiara? Wait isn't this Kiara's house? Meh. I couldn't care less,

"Ryyyaaannn!" I whined, tracing my finger down his tone muscles.

"Trust me, it'll feel a lot better in my room Stell," He chuckled about to take a sharp turn at the corner, but abruptly stopped.

"I'm sorry, I don't believe she's going anywhere near your room!"


Originally This chapter stretched all the way to at least 7 pages on a size 11 font. But I intentionally took out the following bit just to give you a cliff hanger. But since I've legit already written chapter 12 as well, I'll update that tomorrow. I know I said kisses, and there are kisses Not only hershey kisses but Ryan kisses too XD

Anyways luv you all.

-SSSunshine.