Austin King POV

I walked out of the airplane, putting my shades on. Girls swooned looking at me, but I ignored them disgusted. The only words I associated with women was s**t and wh*re.

My butler walked up to me, smiling timidly.

"Sir, Madam has asked me to take you to Miss Carson." I frowned. Wasn't that the girl who ran away three years ago? What a coward she was. I shrugged.

"Fine. Hopefully she's not living in a dump." I muttered, getting into the car. The butler closed the door, and patted it, indicating the driver to start it.

We drove in silence past cabs to a huge building, which was clearly not a dumpster. Someone opened the door for me, and some slutty blonde hotel staff led me to a room. I walked in, not bothering to knock.

A blonde woman was on the bed with a man, kissing him passionately. I cleared my throat, staring at them. They pulled away, surprised. I gazed at the woman open-mouthed. Was that really...?

She had long,silky, soft blond hair, extremely light green eyes, high cheekbones, thin red lips, small angelic nose, and straight eyebrows. Her body was curved in all the right places, her stomach toned, tanned skin.

"Well if it isn't the great Austin King." Ximena sneered, pulling her shirt down, giving an apologetic look to the man.

"Jake, this is my fiancee, Austin, Austin, Jake." She waved her hand, deftly getting up and walking to the kitchenette.

She poured herself a glass of wine.I stared at her, still in shock. I watched as Jake walked to her, took her glass and drank some wine.

"You're my fu*king fiancee! What are you doing with this manwh*re!?" I said glaring at her. She looked at me, and gave me a look. I fell quiet without meaning to. Her look was dangerous, even on her angelic face.

"You can sleep in any room, I don't really care. Don't use my stuff. Ask Cookie if you need anything." She nodded to an old lady who appeared in the doorway. Ximena smiled to her, then gave me a disgusted expression.

"Jakey, let's go.Partys not gonna start without me." She said, snapping her fingers, and she put on a blue leather jacket.

"Wait...!" She was already out of the door.

Ximena Carson POV

I relaxed in the hot spring, smirking at the boys staring at my very hot body. I stretched my long legs to brush against Jake's abs. Jake was my best friend (with a few benifits). We would find someone else soon.

"Wanna get out of here?" He asked me, his fingers caressing my bikini straps. My lips curled, and I pulled him closer to me.

"Xixi! Drink up!" My friends handed me a cocktail. It undoubtedly contained too much alcohol, just what I needed after meeting that jerk again.

I swigged it down, then got out of the tub slowly. Other students gave me lusty glances. I pulled Jake out. He stroked my cheeks, drunk already.

"Ximena..." He slurred, getting closer to me. I smiled at him, getting closer to me.

"Don't touch her!"

Ximena Carson POV

I glared at the man approaching us.

"Isn't that Mr King!?" Someone shouted. Everyone muttered and whispered around us. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, Austin, what do you want?" I sighed, examining my red nails.

"Listen up everyone, this woman is my fiancee. You don't even try to steal her from me." I scoffed at his firm tone. He turned his black,evil eyes to me. I snarled at him, and he raised his eyebrows at me.

"Please, honey, what are you talking about? The agreement was broken as soon as I left you. So shoo, this is my country, run back to yours." I said to him, mocking him.

He winked at me. " We just had a little fight baby. Why are you so angry?" My nostrils flared in indignation. Fight!?

"King, get out of here." Jake wrapped his hand around me, using the other one to cover my slightly exposed chest.

Austin scoffed.

"She's my future wife, so you should be the one doing that." He tugged me into his strong arms.I held his forearm, and pushed him away.

"I'll tell your brother what you're doing nowadays." He said sternly. I quietened down.

" Jake I'll meet you tommorow. I need to take out garbage." I snickered. Jake nodded, shrugging.

"Let's go, coward." Austin said bossily, leading me out amidst the whispers of other students. I winked at a few of my friends, and they waved back, catcalling after me.

As soon as we were out, I got out from his embrace, taking my clothes from the hanger.

"When did you get so bold that you're defying me huh?" Austin looked at me as I put on the low cut red dress over the skimpy bikini.

I snorted, tugging on the high heels.

"Don't ask things not concerned with you."

I looked at him with disgust, my heart weighed down by the horrible memories of the past.

"You...! Does your mother know about this shit you've got going on here!? " He asked me, anger evident in his voice.

I sneered at him. "That bitch who took over my real mother's position? Of course she does, she just can't do anything about it."

I saw him frowning at me, then look away hastily.

" She's your stepmother?"

Austin King POV

"She's your stepmother?" I was shocked. I wasn't aware of that. But then that would explain the way Ximena was treated like a f***ing servant. That was the reason I was disgusted with her, that I was marrying a maid.

She didn't look good either, pale and shaky, with limp hair and dirty green eyes. I had almost vomited at the sight of my future wife.

She scoffed at me.

"Stop acting like you don't know anything you fu**er. Why the hell are you interfering in my life anyway!?" I was surprised by her boldness, she even had the guts to fight back.

"Well, for one, I'm going to study in your University. So, get used to me living with you." I saw her clench her fists in anger.

"Fu** you."

Austin King POV

I looked at the woman leaving on a black Ferrari dismayed. She just left me here,her future husband!? I called Butler Williams, who arrived with the car in a few minutes.

"Drive me home. And quick." I shouted at the driver,who flinched and nodded. He pressed his foot down on the gas, and we shot down the dark lanes back to the building.

"Ximena Carson, you...!" I threw open the door of her... our apartment. Only the trickling of water could be heard, and I could see her jacket and dress strewn on the sofa.

In fact, this whole place was dirty. There were clothes everywhere, as well as heels of every damn colour. I snorted in disgust and went into the purple room which I knew belonged to Ximena.

I could hear the shower running, and a melodious voice humming a song. Ximena was supposed to pursue the performing arts like her mother, but her father had forced her into a buisness school.

I looked around the sparsely decorated room. The bed had a single pillow, a purple blanket and a white sheet. There were two or three pictures around, and her small desk was overcrowded with books.

The only thing that gave away the fact that she was a billionaires daughter was the huge wardrobe. I threw it open and examined its contents. She had separated all of them according to colour. I rolled my eyes at it, and proceeded to open a drawer labelled 'Oh so sexy'

I immediately got a nosebleed. It contained piles and piles of sexy lingerie, of every colour imaginable. I picked up one that was basically ribbons, which wove togather to form an intricate pattern.

"What the **** do you think you're doing?"

Ximenas sharp voice interjected my very dirty thoughts. She stalked to me and snatched her underwear from my hand, shoving it back in the drawer.

"Get the hell out, pervert." She glared at me hatefully.I frowned at her. Why was she so mad at me?

" Don't tell me you still hold a grudge for turning the whole school against you? I mean all of them hated you anyway." Her fists clenched, the only warning I got before her fist swung at me.

"You son of a bitch!" I clutched my face where she hit me, hard.

"Are you fucking crazy!? You bitch!" I said, cradling my face, and glaring at her. Why was she so riled up? It was just a fucking question.

"Get the hell out of my room. Don't even try to get into my good graces, because you ruined that years ago. So **** off already!" She spat, clenching the towel around her.

I was taken aback by her fury. What happened to the little slave I had in high school?

"Ximena, whatever happened to you, I can compensate you. Living abroad has made you better, especially in appearance." I ran my tongue over my lips, looking at her seductive body.

" You want to know what happened!? Fine, I'll tell you. I got raped. Fucking raped. Can you compensate me for that, you fucker!?"

I was speechless, my mouth wide open.