The Superstar's Sister

Chapter 1

"Valentina!" A cold, hard voice that I'd know anywhere basically screamed.

I didn't want to look up. I wanted to run and hide. Anything up to escape from that forbidding green gaze.
I felt his iron grip on my arm as he pulled me to his side.

"What the f$&: do you think you're doing here little girl?"

That question made my blood boil, and I forgot my fear for a second and met his angry eyes.

"Look Asher" I started, feeling my cheeks heating up with rage, which turned to a bit of embarrassment when I realized we had some onlookers. I hated being the center of attention, ironic since that was my life- due to no credit of my own. But because of my famous brother.
I didn't want to start this argument in public, knowing my luck it would be on a tabloid tomorrow. So I quietly just obeyed, though I was throwing up middle fingers in my head.

"What are you even wearing? Seriously!"

I felt a warm sweatshirt placed over my head, the smell was strangely comforting though I was always at ends with the person whom it belonged to. Asher, my famous brother's best friend and my personal tormentor. He was almost like another member of my family, though at one time I had a crush on him. I blushed and cringed at the thought. He basically lived at our family mansion.

"Valley! Here is Luke" I heard the slightly intoxicated voice of my best friend and wanted to die. I gave her a meaningful look and pointed with my chin to Asher next to me who was texting furiously on his phone. Not now, not now, not now Jessica I pleaded in my head. Asher finding me at this party was one thing, him seeing me meeting a boy at said party was another.

Asher's watchful eyes stopped looking at his phone and at Jessica and a bit over at the sandy blonde boy next to her. Luke smiled easily at me. I'm not going to lie, despite the severity of the situation, my heart melted just a little. Luke was quite handsome, in a good boy easy like Sunday vibe. Totally different to the menacing, tall, dark and dangerous Asher towering over me. Asher was undeniably gorgeous, probably the most handsome guy I've ever met but his controlling and possessive personality was the kicker.

I felt Asher's hand start to tighten around my arm. I took action immediately, "Hey Jess. Hi Luke, sorry guys I have to run family emergency- I'll catch you guys at school on Monday" I said the fastest thing to come to my mind without the embarrassing truth being let out, which was I was about to be dragged home by Asher Diamond.

We walked silently outside of the party, I pulled the hoodie up on the sweater I was wearing and kept my head down. This was part of my life and I was accustomed to hiding. I didn't want the paparazzi taking any pictures, I wasn't even sure if they were even present or not. When we got into the safety of Asher's car. He started.

" Valentina, what the f)&! Are you kidding me right now? You're not allowed to these places without some kind of security detail. You are not a normal person! Your family is famous, there are dangers and stalkers that come with that. Wait till Nicholas hears about this shit"

I started to sweat, Nicholas was my oldest brother and legal guardian. My parents both passed away at different times in our lives. My mom first from cancer, and then our dad from violent crime. Our family was very serious about health and protection after these traumatizing events. I was lucky I was younger but Nicholas was at a more coherent age when it happened. As result he was incredibly strict especially with me, I hated getting on his bad side.

"Asher" I started softly, "can you please just not tell him?" I pleaded. Oh God, if Nicholas finds out I'm dead. "Look I'm fine and no harm was done. Please" I tried to give him my best innocent face, knowing Asher though, it probably had no effect.

Asher chuckled darkly " Not today Valentina, you f$&ed up this time, you need to learn that every action has consequences"
"And also who the hell is this Luke to you?"

"No one" I answered looking down. I didn't want to talk to Asher about my love life or lack there of. I had a lot of potential suitors, however most were scared away by the combination of Asher and my overprotective brothers.

Asher stopped car and held my chin in a punishing grip, forcing my eyes to his. "You're lying" he barked and tightened his already hard jaw. Trying to intimidate me into telling him the truth.

I tried to rip my chin free of his harsh grip with no luck, " Asher! No I'm not. He's just a guy in my class ok?" I ground out. " Leave me alone, you guys are stifling!" I screamed.

"Watch your attitude" he spat and let go of my delicate face. I was model slim, with long dark mahogany silky locks that touched my waist, with equally dark brows, full pink lips and thick eyelashes that framed my blue eyes. I think my small stature made them forget that I was 17 and not a child anymore.

I turned my face away and stared gloomily out the window. I was reaching my breaking point with these men in my life.