A/N: Okay, new rule! Since I'm in winter break, I have a lot of free time in my hands. Heck, I spent the whole day today writing this chapter and writing a new story. Didn't know about it? Check it out! It's called Kiss Me, Dangerous and it's a smitchie. Anyways, my new rule. Okay, each time I get ten reviews, I update. Only for this week though since I will barely have any time when schools starts on Monday.
Chapter Eleven: Traps and Plans
Mitchie and Shane ducked under the table so that their parents wouldn't catch sight of them. The two looked at each other, worried and feeling frantic emotions running through themselves. They heard footsteps and looked up to see a confused waiter looking at them. Mitchie bit her lip while Shane sighed in embarrassment. "I think the only reason why there're chairs in this place is for you guys to sit in them." the waiter said, smiling. Shane rolled his eyes while Mitchie chuckled softly.
"Yeah, chairs." Mitchie said, looking at Shane. He shrugged then looked back at their parents. They looked like they just started eating their dinner and they were talking to each other too much that they barely even touched their food. "Can we get another table?" Mitchie asked. "Like, somewhere in the back where it's private?"
"I'm sorry but all of the other tables are taken, except for that one near the window. I can give that to you if you like." the waiter said, pointing at the table right next to Connie and David. Shane fought the urge to shoot something witty at the waiter for suggesting that table.
"Um, then we'll just stay here. It's fine." Mitchie said.
"Well then, can you two sit properly on the chairs?" Mitchie and Shane reluctantly and slowly sat back on their chairs. "Okay, are you two ready to order?" Shane shook his head no and the waiter left. Once he was gone, Mitchie rested her chin on the palm of her hand while her elbow was laying on the table.
"Well this sucks. Mom and David are right there. What if they see us?" Mitchie whispered. Shane sighed and shrugged. "I'm scared if they might caught us. Maybe we should go home?" she asked, knowing how sad Shane would be since he made all the effort to take her to this date. Shane frowned.
"I guess we should go." he said, about to stand up. Mitchie held onto his hands and pulled him into a hug. "What's wrong?" Shane asked as Mitchie held to him lovingly.
"You do realize that if Mom and David are out then we'll be home alone." she whispered softly into his ear, almost even seductively. Shane smirked and took Mitchie's hand.
"Then what are we doing here?" he laughed. He kissed Mitchie's cheek then walked away with her, hand-in-hand. Shane was pretty much excited to go home for once. As the opened the door, wind swooped in, getting Connie and David's attention. Before they left, Shane planted a quick kiss on Mitchie's lips then they were out the door. Connie and David turned towards the children and their eyes widened.
"Was that Shane and Mitchie?" Connie asked as their two children left. "Kissing?" she rubbed her eyes, wondering if it just was a trick of her imagination. David squinted his eyes out the window, trying to make out the figures that are his son and stepdaughter. He shrugged.
"I'm not sure, but it really did look like Shane and Mitchie." he said.
"It really did…" Connie said, her voice trembling with worry.
"Trust me, that probably wasn't them. I don't think that they could even handle being alone in the house together without yelling and arguing their heads off. Mitchie and Shane are like true brother and sister. I mean, dating? Please." David scoffed.
"But just in case…we need to do something."
oOo
"Thanks for dropping me home, Natey." Alex said as she got her backpack and opened the passenger seat on Nate's car. "Hey, come inside for a while. I want you to meet my parents." she said, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. He put the car on park then looked back at Alex.
"Sure, why not. Wait, is your dad the kind of dad who loves his little girl and will murder her boyfriend?" Nate asked, getting a tad worried. He's dated lots of girls, meaning that he's gotten the threatening talk with their fathers multiple times. Alex giggled and shrugged.
"I'm not sure. You just gotta find out for yourself. Though, Mommy likes you. I'm not sure about Daddy though. He's never met you, let alone know that I actually have a boyfriend. I'm pretty sure that Daddy will like you." Nate grinned and almost laughed. He found it cute how Alex still calls her parents mommy and daddy.
"Okay, I'll stay for a couple of minutes. My dad is expecting me home soon though." Nate said, getting out of the car with Alex. They walked up to the front door and found Eliza, sitting on the living room, reading a magazine. Her face lit up once she saw Alex and Nate.
"Hello, guys." she said, smiling perfectly at them.
"Hi, Mommy." Alex said, hugging her. She took Nate's hand. "You remember Nate, right?" she asked, giggling a little. Eliza smirked and nodded.
"Yes, I remember completely. Your boyfriend, if I'm not mistaken." Alex almost blushed. She loved having the privilege to call someone as her boyfriend. Nate smiled down at Alex and Eliza, feeling welcomed in this huge mansion.
"It's nice to see you again, Mrs. Russo." he said, sweetly.
"My, my, you're quite the flatterer. You made a good choice this time, Alex." Eliza winked. Alex giggled and then started dragging Nate into another room.
"Come on, I want you to meet Daddy!" Alex said, sort of excited. Nate gulped, worried to meet her father. To think that he's been warned and threatened by many fathers in his lifetime that he would be used to it. Nate thought that he was used to it, but the Alex Russo's father? One of the richest man in America? One of the most powerful man as well? He didn't know what would intimidate him more, the fact that Conrad Russo could easily destroy Nate's father's company or the fact that he could kill Nate if he ever hurt Alex.
"Daddy?" Alex called out as the entered a room filled with computers. Nate looked around, mesmerized. Not even his dad's actual office in the building didn't look as expensive and amazing as this. Conrad appeared from behind his desk, smiling at his daughter. "Daddy!" she squealed, hugging him.
"Hello, princess." he said, kissing her head. His eyes then moved towards Nate, his face expressionless. "Alex, sweetie, who's this?" he asked, trying to be polite. Nate smiled and waved, awkwadly.
"Hi, err, sir. I'm Nate, Alex's…" Nate was too scared to finish his sentence. Alex was too oblivious and happy that she finished it for Nate.
"Boyfriend, Daddy. Nate is my boyfriend." she said.
"Really?" Conrad asked, surprised. He extended his hand. "I'm Conrad Russo, Alex's father as you know." Nate shook his hand, firmly. He felt like he was in a business meeting or something. Alex linked her arm between Nate's and leaned on his arm. Conrad smiled, loving how happy his daughter looked. He didn't think that he saw her this happy in a while. "I would love it if you had dinner with us once in a while. Alex barely has anyone over, anyways."
"Oh, that would be great. I'd love to, Mr. Russo." Nate said. Conrad smiled, impressed as well. He might actually like Nate. "I have to go home though. My dad is expecting me soon. It was nice meeting you though, Mr. Russo." Nate said. He extended his arm for another handshake. Conrad grinned, even more impressed.
"Alright. Drive safe, Nate." Conrad said. Alex kissed his cheek goodbye and then Nate was out the door. "I like your boyfriend, Alex." Alex grinned and hugged her father's neck. She kissed his forehead. "But if he hurts you, just let Daddy know." Alex rolled her eyes and giggled.
"Nate won't hurt me. He's the kind of guy I can trust." she said.
oOo
Nate parked his car then entered the house, smiling. He's gotten the approval of Alex's parents, he's done his homework before one in the morning, he's home before curfew, and to make things better, his parents look like they aren't mad at him. So tonight would happily be a quiet night for him...or as he hoped.
"Nathaniel." Donavan called. Nate groaned. He knew that it was too good to be true. He walked over towards his father. "So, how was Alex?" Nate shrugged. He was sort of surprised though. He thought that his father disliked Alex. The only reason why he's letting Nate date her is because she's his tutor anyways.
"She's fine. Home and safe." Nate mumbled. "Though I got to meet her parents. Mr. and Mrs. Russo are nice people." Donovan's eyes widened in shock as Nate finished his sentence. Nate raised his eyebrows, wondering what he did this time. He bit the inside of his cheek, wondering why his father was giving him that strange look.
"Did you say Russo?" Donovan asked. Nate nodded his head, slowly. The way Donovan said Russo was like he was eating poison or something terrible. "Alex's parents are Eliza and Conrad Russo?" Nate nodded again.
"How do you know Alex's parents?" Nate asked. Donovan furrowed his eyebrows and folded his arms. He wished he didn't know Conrad Russo, he wished he's never met him. For Conrad was the one who caused Donovan's career to fail miserably for ten straight years. Ten years of hard work and no success. As time passed by though, Donovan finally became a millionaire and he promised himself that his company would beat Conrad's. He looked at his son, a plan forming.
"How much do you like this Alex girl?" Donovan inquired.
"I love her, Dad." Donovan frowned. He stared straight into Nate's eyes. Nate almost winced at the harsh and cold look his father was giving him. It was a little too unbearable and intimidating.
"Well do you love your mother and me?" Nate looked at his father as if he was stupid.
"Of course, but what is this leading to?" Donovan sighed.
"Conrad Russo is the reason why we're not on top Nate. He's the reason why I want your grades really high so we wouldn't have to send you to the second best school in Beverly Hills. He's the reason why we're struggling all the time and why your mother and I are always fighting over money." Nate looked at his father, unbelievable.
"Dad, why would you fight over money? We have more than enough, unless you call eight million dollars in our bank account each poverty. Plus, what did Mr. Russo even do to you?" Nate asked, not understanding at all.
"That's not enough for us, Nate. Twenty-five years ago, Conrad and I decided to create a company. It was a great idea, knowing that our idea and future plans were going to get us rich. Even if we were only fifteen at the time, we knew that our plan was going to work marvelously. We graduated high school at age sixteen because of our brilliant minds. Then we were off to college. We got sent to one of the best colleges in America under scholarship. Once we graduated, we made our own company. Success was easily made with us. We weren't number one, but we were good enough. Then one day…Conrad fooled me into a wrong decision and I got fired." Nate frowned.
So he's the reason why my dad always has some shit crawling up his ass. Nate thought as he folded his arms across his chest. "Dad, we're still doing good. I think you should just forgive and forget. If you can't forgive, then just move on and forget. He's not bothering us now and we're absolutely doing fine. We're number ten in America and we have bucket loads of cash. Dad, you're just overreacting." Donovan sighed. He needed a way to get his son to do what he wanted to do. He needed to convince him.
"Today we're making millions. Tomorrow we could just be making thousands, then later on we could maybe be only making hundreds. Nate, you're going to run this company once you graduate from college. If you want to run a flourishing company then I suggest that you should find a way to trick Alex's father into some sneaky business and turn the tables around so that we are on top of the social climb and that we are the ones making billions per hour." Donovan said.
"So you want me to...use Alex's family?" Nate asked.
"Not use, but just to help for our benefits. You do want to rule the best company in America, don't you? You do want what's best for yourself, your family, and your future son or daughter, right?" Nate bit his lip as those last four words ran through his head. Future son or daughter. He almost had a son or daughter…
Nate fixed his eyes so they were staring straight at his father. His look was even harsher and icier than the look Donovan was giving him. Donovan was taken back by shock at his son's expression, but he didn't show it. Nate felt anger infuriating inside of him. He thought that his father had a sick-minded head for actually thinking that he could get his son to do his dirty work for him. Donovan caught his son's look, knowing that he still hasn't convinced him.
"And Nate, once you've gotten my company to the top, you're free." Nate raised an eyebrow, sort of confused. "Free as in no curfew, you can fail your grades as miserably as you want, and you can do whatever you want to do with that Alex girl whenever you want to do it." Nate took a deep gulp of air as he thought about his two options.
Should he be free…or should he be loyal…?
"Dad, Alex will be hurt." Nate said.
"And you'll be there to help her when she's down. You're her boyfriend, you'll find ways to comfort her." Donovan said, sounding as if he could care less. Nate frowned again and shook his head, unbelievably.
"What the hell, Dad! What kind of fucking logic is this?!" Nate yelled. "Do you even hear yourself when you talk?!" Nate yelled. Donovan gave Nate a stern look. He was about to open his mouth to speak, but Nate cut him off. "I don't want to do it! If you can't see that we're doing fine then it's your problem! All I know is that the second I own this company, I will not even think about going behind Alex's back and terrorize her father's company!"
"Nathaniel! Don't you dare speak to me like that! You have to do what I tell you or else…or else…!"
"Or else what, Dad?" Nate dared.
"You will never see Alex Russo ever again." Nate widened his eyes.
"You can't forbid me from her! I'm fucking seventeen years old! I'm not a kid and you have no right to take me away from her!" Nate felt like he was about to cry, but he kept it all inside, only showing fury. Donovan glared at his son, piercing his brown eyes at Nate's same colored pupils.
"I'm your father and you're my son. You have to do what I say and I say that if you don't help me with this then you'll never get to see that sex seeking whore of a girlfriend of yours." Nate fought the urge to punch his father. He tensed up, breathing deeply. "Now do we have a deal?" Nate squinted his eyes.
"Yeah. We have a fucking deal." he said. "But don't you ever dare calling Alex anything bad like that every again." Nate added before storming out of the room.
oOo
Mitchie giggled as Shane handed her a spoonful of ice cream. She opened her mouth and Shane ended up spilling the ice cream on her nose. Shane busted out laughing. "Ugh!" Mitchie laughed. "You're dead!" she giggled as she dumped her pint of chocolate ice cream on his head.
"My hair!" Shane yelled, brushing the melted ice cream off of his head. Mitchie giggled as Shane frantically kept on pulling chunks of ice cream off. Shane glared at Mitchie and threw his pint on down her shirt. She screamed as the coldness touched her skin harshly.
"Shane!" she screamed as she started jumping around the room, trying to get the in cream out. Shane laughed and smirked at her. By the time they're ice cream fight was done, they stared at the damage. Ice cream was spilled all over the room. "We're so lucky that we're in your room or else Mom and David would murder us for getting the place dirty." Shane nodded his head in agreement, still keeping his smirk on. Mitchie stared at her shirt. "Ugh, it's all dirty." she complained.
"Why don't you take it off?" Shane asked, playfully.
"Ha, yeah, I'll totally do that." Mitchie said, sarcastically. Shane reached over to her and held onto her hips. He kissed her lips then pulled away. Mitchie smiled, inhaling the sweet vanilla scent coming from Shane's hair. (Due to the ice cream.) "What was that for?" Mitchie blushed.
"I thought that you deserved a sweet kiss. You know, you should tell me if I'm too rough." Shane said, rubbing her bruised arms. Mitchie shrugged, trying not to flinch. The bruises were still new and hurtful to her, but she didn't want Shane to get worried.
"I'm fine." she said, smiling. She pulled Shane into another peck. "But I'm loving your simple kisses."
"Yeah, don't get used to it." he scoffed. Mitchie smiled and rolled her eyes. Shane tipped her chin up and kissed her again. He softly pulled away and sighed. "You know, watching TV and eating ice cream isn't what I would call a date, but tonight was fun." Mitchie giggled.
"Yeah. I loved it." she said. She kissed Shane's nose and ran her fingers through his hair. Shane leaned down near Mitchie's hand and kissed it softly. Mitchie smiled.
"Well, I love you." Shane said. Mitchie blushed.
"Gosh, Shane, you're such the charmer." Mitchie said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Shane laughed. He grabbed her waist and flipped them so that he was on top of her. He leaned down so his lips were almost touching hers. Mitchie felt her heart stopping as she felt Shane's body on top of hers. His hot, devilish, amazing body of his right on top of her uninteresting one.
"And the charmer I am." he winked. Shane kissed Mitchie forcefully. It wasn't later until his tongue was tasting her insides, making Mitchie moan loudly. Shane gripped onto her exposed legs, creating newer bruises. He pulled away and bit on her neck and his hands massaged her breasts softly. Mitchie moaned as her bangs fell onto her eyes.
"O, Shane." Mitchie whispered. She shut her eyes tightly as Shane worked his magic on her. Shane tugged Mitchie's halter top off of her, revealing her lacy bra. He smirked and tucked her hair behind her ears. Mitchie blinked at him, sort of scared. She's never really exposed herself to anyone, not even Nate. She bit her lip as Shane fiddled around with the hooks of her bra.
Shane finally unhooked it. He stared at Mitchie as the bra straps were hanging loosely onto her arms. He pushed it down slowly, taking every detail of her exposed chest. He's only seen her once completely naked, but she was too drunk. Now that she's completely fine and aware of what he was doing, Shane was surprised and happy at the same time. He didn't even notice the uncomfortable look on Mitchie's face.
"My God…" he murmured as he pressed himself even closer on her. Mitchie whimpered as Shane's large and muscular body was even closer. It was crushing her small figure and she felt like she couldn't breathe. Shane still was oblivious. Right now, the only thing in his mind with this opportunity, and when opportunity knocks, Shane's right there to open the door.
He took one of Mitchie's breasts and kissed it gently. Mitchie bit her lip, feeling a dirty pleasure. She's never even done this before, or at least she doesn't remember. She was always so strict about making out, having sex, and everything else dirty in between. Then why does she feel that it's alright with Shane? Why is it okay if Shane, and Shane only, can see her naked, play disgusting sex games with her, and kiss her wherever he likes? Mitchie didn't know.
Shane's tongue looped around her nipple and Mitchie breathed out hardly. "O, Shane." she moaned out. Shane repositioned themselves so that he was sitting straight up and Mitchie was straddling him. He pressed her naked torso near his face and attacked her exposed chest. He thrusted his hips onto her figure, feeling every curve of her body. "O, Shane!" Mitchie moaned even louder.
Connie and David stepped in as they heard Mitchie moaning and yelling Shane's name. "For the love of God." David said, shaking his head. Apparently, they can't recognize their own daughter's voice. "Shane Gray! I thought I told you to not bring a girl home tonight!" David yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
"O fuck!" Shane yelled. He quickly helped Mitchie put her bra and shirt on as they heard footsteps becoming louder and more audible. "I can't get your fucking bra on!" Shane yelled as he tried to hook it up around her breasts. Mitchie groaned and did it herself as quickly as possible. Shane threw her halter top over her head then pushed her into his closet.
"Shane Adam Gray-" David started yelling as he opened the door. He paused and raised an eyebrow, confused at why there is no girl in his room. Shane looked at his parents innocently. David stared around the room. It was the same mess as he left it, no female items were around, condoms were no where to be seen, and the TV was on. "What was that noise?"
"What noise, Dad?" Shane said, grabbing the remote and flipping through the channels. "I think you're either hearing things or just having a senior moment." Shane said as one channel appeared to another on the large TV screen. David looked at Connie and she shrugged.
"I swear that I heard a girl…moaning and…err…yelling your name." Mitchie blushed harshly behind the closet while Shane tried not to smirk or laugh. He just simply stared at his father, shrugging before moving his eyes back onto the TV screen.
"Your problem." Shane said. He flipped his hair to the side and laid down. Connie raised her eyebrows at this action. Something was different about Shane's appearance. Yes his body screams out 'sex' but then again it always does so that can't be it. Shane looks aroused but he's always aroused as well. Connie stared at Shane's hair. It looked quite different. Like something disgusting just spilled over it.
"Shane, where's Mitchie?" Connie asked. Shane shrugged.
"Somewhere in the house, I guess." he murmured. Connie looked around Shane's room and found a pint of vanilla ice cream. She stared at it, knowing that Mitchie was the only one in the house that ate vanilla ice cream and that Shane would never even touch it. He would always prefer strawberry or mint. Connie walked over to Shane and smiled down at him. Shane gave her a confused look. Connie sniffed the air, smelling vanilla on Shane, specifically his hair. Connie immediately walked away, grabbing David in the process. Shane gave his parents a weird look then shrugged it off. He closed his door and locked it before walking back to the closet to release Mitchie.
"There are lots of things in your closet I could of lived my whole life without seeing." Mitchie breathed out as shivers ran down her spine. Shane smiled and wrapped his arm around her small waist. "I think that's why the maids are so afraid of coming into your room."
"Come on, sexy, you need to get back to your room before Dad or Connie realizes that you're not anywhere else in the house." Shane said, planting a kiss on her forehead. Mitchie raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Did you just call me sexy?"
"Yep, 'cause you're sexy." Shane said, kissing her cheek.
"Pfft, no I'm not." Mitchie scoffed. Shane smirked at her.
"Sweetie, I just saw you naked. I think I know whether a girl is sexy or not." Mitchie started blushing immensely once again. Shane never failed to give her that red tint on her cheeks. Shane winked at her as he pushed her out the door. Mitchie sighed and walked towards her room.
"O, honey, there you are!" Connie said. Mitchie smiled awkwardly at her mother. Connie frowned at Mitchie. "Honey, what in the world are you wearing? I wouldn't even think that you own clothing like this. It's like something…I don't know…Shane's girlfriend would wear." Connie said, emphasizing girlfriend. Mitchie bit her lip.
"What do you mean, Mom?" she asked. Mitchie tried to make sure that her voice wasn't trembling and that she was staring straight at her mother. Though, Connie could tell that Mitchie was worried and nervous about something. Connie stared straight into Mitchie, practically burning a hole into her. She then put on a smile.
"Honey, this weekend your father and I are hosting a party. Your friend Nate is going to be there and so is Shane's girlfriend, Alex." Mitchie almost winced at the last part. She folded her arms, trying not to look mad. Connie knew her daughter too well though. She knew that she was mad.
"Mom, Alex isn't Shane's girlfriend. She's Nate's not Shane's." Mitchie said. Fire burned inside her as she tried not to start yelling at her mother. Jealousy could be a bitch but with anger mixed within, it can be a total hell hole for Mitchie.
"Really? I thought that Nate just broke up with you. Why is he dating Alex now?" Connie asked in a sweet and innocent voice. She kept her smile on, acting as if she was oblivious. Mitchie knew her mother too well also. She knew that her mother was trying to get it out of her. Mitchie wouldn't let her though.
"Because they love each other." Mitchie mumbled. Every word she said sounded harsh, like daggers are being thrown at you. Connie looked at Mitchie, never knowing how angry she could get. She's never seen her daughter so furious. Connie still had her fake smile on her face though. She needed to get some information from Mitchie and anger might just do the trick.
"And you're alright with that?" Connie asked, caringly. Mitchie fought the urge to roll her eyes. Yeah, she's fine with it. She loves Shane anyways, she wouldn't give a damn if Nate and Alex had sex before her very eyes. Mitchie still needed to act to fool her mother, and her fake explanation was almost done.
"Why wouldn't I be? I can't destroy love. Plus, it's not like I love Nate." she simply said, playing it cool. Connie frowned, knowing that her trap was broken. She needed to set up a new one, fast. She stared at her daughter, knowing that she was a tough cookie. Mitchie can't break down fast. She glanced at Shane's door and a smile formed on her face again. Mitchie might not give her the truth, but Shane could. If someone could yell out every secret in the world when he's mad, it's Shane Gray.
"Okay, honey. Good night." Connie said, kissing Mitchie's head. Mitchie smiled and walked into her room. Connie frowned once Mitchie closed the door behind her. "She smells like strawberry." she murmured. She grew even angrier as she remembered the other pints of ice creams next to the vanilla one. Strawberry ice cream. Connie walked into her bedroom angrily as she jumped into conclusions of what Shane could of done to her daughter.
Connie changed into her clothes and sat next to David on the bed. She sighed as she couldn't stop thinking of this possible predicament in her family. She couldn't bare the embarrassment that would wash over her family once everyone found out that Shane and Mitchie were dating. "David, do you think that Shane and Mitchie could…" she started. David put a hand up to cut her off.
"Connie, we've been through this. Obviously they're not doing anything. They're always acting like brother and sister, they are brother and sister. They can't change that about themselves. Plus, I think that they would know better than to do anything with each other, knowing that they're related."
"Yes, they're acting. Who knows if they're actually acting like they're siblings or they're lying. Shane is the master of deceiving people and Mitchie is so innocent that we would believe her if she said that a train turned into a talking duck." David frowned. "How do we know if they're lying or not?"
"Connie, I don't want to talk about this tonight. Let's just go to sleep. I have work tomorrow." David murmured. Connie sighed again then turned off the lights. The couple got under the covers as darkness entered their eyes. David quickly drifted off to sleep, but Connie just couldn't sleep. Her mind was racing as thoughts jumped up and down.
She needed to know the truth. She knew that Mitchie and Shane would never expose their possible secret, so Connie needed a way to crack it out of them. She thought hard, trying to think of ways to get Shane to spill. Connie almost hurt her brain as she did so. She then remembered Mitchie's actions. Jealousy. Connie needed to get Shane jealous. She smiled, knowing the perfect way how to.
oOo
The party was lively and entertaining. Music was playing around gloriously as people with high status arrived at Torres-Gray mansion. The foods were all gourmet and foreign, served properly by waiters standing around with silver platters, handing the guests whatever they wished and the decorations were just so beautiful, they were to die for. Every person in the mansion was used to it though. Just one of the things that happens if you're insanely rich.
"Natey!" Alex squealed as she met up with Nate in the living room. She smiled and hugged him, her pelvis pressing onto his. Nate almost moaned as he simply hugged his girlfriend back. She just looked so drop dead gorgeous. That sexy and flirty black spaghetti strapped dress that ended three and a half inches before her knee was just so seductive. Her exposed chest completely turned him on. Those stripper shoes of hers were desirable. Nate wanted her, now. "I didn't know you were invited." she said, giggling she felt a bulge in Nate's pants.
"Yeah, well, here I am." he said, locking his legs as it grew even more obvious. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Alex kept on giggling because she was flattered and it was just simply funny. Nate smiled, mortified. Alex wrapped her arms around his neck and raised an eyebrow.
"Do you need me to take care of that?" she winked.
"Yes please." Nate said, instantly taking her upstairs into an empty room. Alex laughed as Nate dragged her up the carpeted stairs. Nate took her into a separate room and closed and locked the door behind him. Alex pushed him onto the leather armchair and smiled innocently but seductively at the same time. She pulled her hair back then pulled Nate's pants down. "Hurry up before my dad realizes that I'm gone." Nate said as Alex slowly pulled his boxers down.
"Your dad must be so carefree, Nate." Alex said sarcastically. She took Nate's crotch and kissed it. She kissed it from the tip all the way to the bottom. Nate groaned.
"Stop teasing." he hissed. Alex giggled.
"I love teasing though." she smiled.
"O, you're so going to get it once this is over." Nate winked. Alex smirked and took his crotch in her mouth. "O yeah." he sighed in relief. He moaned in satisfaction as he felt Alex's lips around his crotch and her tongue circling around it. Nate almost broke Shane's record for most dirty thoughts as Alex gave him a blowjob.
"Natey, you're so hard." Alex said, starting to straddle him. Nate snapped out of his thoughts and tried to focus and be responsible. Someone walking in on them in another house was the last thing he wanted to happen - especially if that person was his father.
"O no, we can't have sex here. We're in a damn party." Nate laughed, even though he wanted it badly too. Alex ran her fingers softly against his chest, all the way down to his crotch.
"So? I know where Shane keeps his condoms." Nate frowned and Alex kissed his forehead. "Fine, we'll go downstairs. When I'm done." she said, going back down.
"I thought you were done."
"I'm done when I say I'm done." Alex winked.
"Fine with me." Nate shrugged. He smiled as Alex started blushing again. She took his crotch again and started sucking it, tasting it with every possible delight she can feel. Nate bit his cheek, getting aroused. He knew that he couldn't get aroused in the same place as his parents were at the moment. He'd be dead if his perverted side of his brain taken over his body.
Nate sighed, this time of depression. He remembered his plan with his father earlier this week. Nate didn't know how he could possibly fool Conrad and Eliza, let alone Alex. Conrad and Eliza were nice people and he loves Alex so much. How could he stand to make sure that Conrad's company will fail? Nate didn't think that that amount of guilt could get him to sleep a normal life.
Nate frowned as he did a rerun of his plan. He's got it all planned out. How the trap was set, how to get the prey inside, and how to end it. Nate might be stupid, but he's pretty smart when it comes to business. His plan was bulletproof and was destined to succeed. That was the bad part though. Donovan was going to win, and Nate hated that.
"Okay, Natey. I'm done." Alex whispered as she pulled away. Nate kissed her cheek.
"Thank you." he said as he pulled his boxers and pants up. "God, that was amazing. You know, I should return the favor sometime." he winked at her. Alex smiled and took his hand, exiting the room.
"Come on, I'm pretty sure your extremely cool parents are looking for you." Alex said. Nate rolled his eyes but smiled as he wrapped his arm around Alex's waist. He frowned once he saw Conrad and Eliza laughing with each other. The couple just screamed out 'rich and happy'. Nate sighed, knowing that he'll have to take that away.
oOo
Mitchie stepped down the stairs, looking around the house for Shane. Her green strapless short dress was amazing and every eye was directed at her. Alex and Nate smiled at her, waving. "Hey, guys." Mitchie said to them as she walked near them. "You look beautiful, Alex." she said, still feeling sorry and guilty every time she laid her eyes on her.
"Well, you look hot! I say, ten point five of the sexy meter." Alex laughed. Mitchie laughed with her and blushed a little. "O my God, I was going to wear a strapless too, but Nate's parents are just way conservative and my mommy loves this dress on me." Alex said. Mitchie laughed while Nate shook his head, wanting to get out of this girly conversation.
Alex didn't know if she forgave Mitchie or not, but all she knew is that she likes her relationship with her now. Anyways, Mitchie isn't calling her a slut and she's with Shane now. Alex smiled at her, knowing that she wasn't a problem in her life anymore. Nate was hers and Mitchie wasn't being a bitch. What more was there to ask for?
"So have you guys seen Shane?" Mitchie asked. Nate and Alex shrugged. "If you see him, tell me that I'm looking for him, okay?" she said.
"Sure, we'll do that." Nate said. Mitchie nodded, trusting them. They were the only ones who knew that she was dating Shane and to this very day, no one else knows the truth. And that was one big secret. Mitchie thanks Nate and Alex mentally everyday for keeping that secret. Especially since she didn't expect them to.
Mitchie smiled once she found Shane, looking bored out of his mind. There was a girl was talking to him, twirling her obviously dyed blonde hair, while Shane avoided eye contact with her and nodded his head or replied with one word sentences every time she would say something to him. Mitchie laughed and walked up to them.
"Hey, Shane." she said. Shane's expression brightened.
"Hey, Mitchie." he smiled.
"Um, Shane?" the girl asked.
"What?" Shane asked, his voice oozing with boredom as he turned to face her. "Can't you see that I'm trying to talk to someone?" he asked, rudely. He dismissed her by flipping his hand away. "Bye Marla."
"It's Marcy."
"I don't care." The girl rolled her eyes and stomped away. Shane looked down at Mitchie and smiled. "Hey, sexy." he greeted her again. Mitchie folded her arms and smiled, surprised at Shane's attitude.
"Hey, you big jerk." she laughed.
"Please, that girl was annoying the crap out of me. She couldn't take a hint that I wasn't interested." Shane scoffed and shook his head. "Plus I have my own girlfriend." he whispered, grinning at her. Mitchie smiled, loving how true and loyal he is to her. "You know, even if there are people here, Dad and Connie are pretty busy and we could-"
"I'm not having sex with you, Shane." Mitchie said, cutting him off. Shane smirked.
"Well it was worth try."
"Nice attempt." Mitchie said and Shane laughed.
Connie caught site of her daughter and her stepson. She frowned as she saw the two close, almost holding hands, and laughing. She walked over to them, her trap all set. "Hey, kids. Are you having fun at the party?" Connie asked brightly at her children, faking a smile.
"Yeah, Mom." Mitchie said.
"How about you, Shane?"
"Uh, yeah. It's okay." Shane said, smiling a little. Connie smiled at him then looked back at Mitchie.
"Mitchie, I want you to meet my friend's son, Harrison. He's a very nice boy and he's single as well." Connie said, pointing towards a handsome dirty blonde boy with the most perfect California beach tan ever. Mitchie looked at her mother nervously then looked at Shane. He was stiff and tense, and was looking angry with his shoulders folded across his chest. "Come on, sweetie. Let me introduce you."
"Um, Mom, I don't think that's necessary." Mitchie said as Connie started to drag her. Shane followed closely behind them. Mitchie stared at Shane, looking really sorry. Shane rolled his eyes, 'You owe me' he mouthed. "Mom, seriously, I don't want to meet him."
"And why not, Mitchie?" Connie asked.
"Well…"
"Ah, Harrison! This is my daughter Mitchie and my stepson, Shane. Harrison here is also in your grade, but just goes to another school." Connie said as they stood in front of the other teenager. Harrison smiled at Mitchie like it was impossible to keep his eyes off of her. Shane frowned and glared at Harrison. "Well I'll let you guys talk." Connie said, smiling at Mitchie. She kept a close distance though, watching the three teenagers.
"So, Mitchie right?" Harrison said, sweetly. Shane placed his hands in his pockets. He fought the urge to say, 'Duh, that's what Connie just said.'
"Yeah." Mitchie answered, smiling quickly then looking down at her shoes. Harrison tipped her chin up and looked her in the eyes. Shane almost started beating the living crap out of him. "Uh, what are you doing?" Mitchie asked, almost rudely. Harrison laughed a little then stopped touching her.
"Sorry, I just wanted to see your eyes. You have really beautiful eyes, like yourself." Harrison said.
"That's it." Shane murmured. He swung his fist and hit Harrison right in the nose.
A/N: Shane just loves to pick fight, doesn't he? lol.
Preview:
"Honey, where are all of these bruises coming from? I'm really worried about you." Connie said as she studied Mitchie's legs and arms. "Who's doing this to you? You know you could tell me." her mother said, caringly as she hugged Mitchie. Mitchie took a deep breath and closed her eyes, hugging Connie back. "Is it a boy?" Mitchie didn't answer. "A boyfriend, maybe?" Mitchie still didn't even bother to open her mouth. "Shane?"
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"Nate, what are you doing?" Alex asked as she found Nate in her father's office. He was on Conrad's main computer, typing things before he got interrupted by Alex. He looked at her, shocked, not knowing what to say. Alex folded her arms across her chest and raised an eyebrow. "Did my daddy tell you to come in here or something?" Nate bit the inside of his cheek, not knowing if he could lie to her again. "Why aren't you speaking, Nate? What are you doing?" Alex asked again, this time her voice cracking at the end.