"Seb, I'm not going with him. Not tonight." My eyes were wide.

Sebastian stared at me for awhile, we were all silent. My body was shaking and I felt like grabbing a pillow and screaming into it.

"She can stay here tonight." Anton offered, he looked at Sebastian, "You may stay here as well if you'd like, to keep an eye on her for Mr. Velkov."

"I do not need a babysitter." I frowned. Even though it was true, I definitely needed a babysitter.

Sinister, still furious, turned to Seb, "keep your eye on her. I need to leave before I murder this fucking bastard." He spat at Anton, running his hands angrily through his hair.

People around us were still staring and I felt like crying, he did the exact same thing to me, what gives him the right? How is he able to justify his actions with pure rage?

Sinister turned to leave, his eyes bloodshot with fury, but he turned to me, "Calla" he whispered, "Everything I do, I do for a reason. Please understand that."

Without waiting for me to answer, he grabbed a smirking Hayden by the wrist and walked away.

What the fuck does that even mean? What is he up to? Jesus fuck, I wish I could drink right now. I needed a drink. No Calla. Bad Calla. No alcohol. Kay.

"Is he really bringing her with him?" I asked to Sebastian, my heart was sinking as I watched Sinister and Hayden walk away.

Sebastian shrugged, his eyes diverting away from me. What the fuck is going on?

"Come, Mrs. Velkov. Let's get you out of here." Anton put his arm over my shoulder, leading me away from the crowds of staring people.

Sebastian trailed after us, as Anton walked out of the massive ballroom, and up a flight of grand looking stairs. There were body guards all around us, watching Anton protectively as he led us up the steps and towards a series of long halls. He stopped at a massive door at the end of the hall.

"This is my room, you can stay in here if you'd like." Anton offered.

Seb laughed, "Mrs. Velkov stays wherever I am, and let me tell you, your highness, I'm a sheet hogger. Yeah that's right, you'll freeze your royal ass off while I'm snuggling with your Egyptian cotton blankets."

"It's true." I nodded, "I'll just stay in here" I walked towards another door.

"That's the laundry room, love." Anton grinned pointing towards another door, "You both may stay in here. Oh and Calla, might I have a small word with you?"

Sebastian nodded tightly walking into the bedroom, leaving Anton and I alone.

"What's up?" I asked, wrapping my arms around myself. I was still upset as hell, not only did my husband openly grope another woman, he actually left with her. I felt like shit.

"Your husband is a very good man, you know that was all for show, correct?"

I froze, "The fuck are you talking about?"

He sighed, leaning against the door frame, "Miss Hayden is the wife of the leader of the American mob, you know the one that sold you to Sinisters brother awhile back?"

What. The. Hell. "What're you talking about?"

His face fell. "I figured your acting was a little too good. Your husband didn't tell you, did he?"

"Tell me what?!" I demanded, my heart began to race.

"He needed to gain Miss Hayden's trust tonight, he knew she would be here. He needed to make himself seem like an uncaring husband, so that she would go home with him, and then he could either kidnap her and sell her off, hold her for ransom, or kill her. But she always has guards around her, so tonight was the only night he could get her alone. You needed to be the believable jealous wife, so I'm guessing that's why he didn't say anything."

I can't believe he didn't tell me. I can't believe he didn't trust me enough.

"I was in on it, you know." He continued, "I mean I wasn't supposed to dance with you or talk to you the way I did, I was just supposed to make sure you stayed safe and didn't shoot her while they were dancing."

"Wha--I can't believe this, oh my god."

"What kind of man would say and do the things Sinister did with Hayden, while his pregnant wife was watching?"

I grabbed his arm, "The fuck? How did you know I was pregnant? Did Sinister tell you?"

His green eyes filled with amusement, "Mrs. Velkov, you're known to be quite a little drinker, especially at events like these. Instead of champagne, you drink sparkling water? I don't think so."

My face fell, "I could be a recovering alcoholic--naw, I'm just kidding, I'll never recover."

He grinned.

"You can't tell anyone, please, please don't tell anyone." I pleaded, my heart still racing.

He rested his hand on my shoulder, "You have my word, Mrs. Velkov. I've been a friend of the Russian Mafia for many years, I would never hurt that relationship. And besides, I would never put your life in jeopardy."

"That's cute." I nodded sharply, "so is Sinister going to kill Hayden or something? Because that would be cool."

He laughed, "I'm not quite sure, you know Sinister, he can be very unpredictable."

I scoffed. "Yes. he can be an asshole too. I swear to fuck, I'm gonna go all pregnant on him and DESTROY HIM!"

Anton smirked, "good look with that, love."

Booya.

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