if there was anything kelsey hated the most it was being told what she could and could not do. the girl was only 5′1 and weighed all but 105 pounds wet. she was small, but boy did she have a lot of fight in her. it was like those surprise fireworks at the end of a show. so small and fragile but when lit up they explode  causing a big boom. and the best way to get the girl to explode was controlling her, even her own father had often had issues keeping her in line. maybe that was the real reason he was so willing to hand her over to someone like their enemies. alexander was someone who could make sure that kelsey didn’t fall too far out of line. being drunk however only intensified her feelings. a sarcastic laugh left her beautiful pink lips, “only fucking you? you must have lost your mind. no where in this agreement did i ever agree to ho anywhere near your dirty dick!” she informed him, “it’s cute though how you think you come close to ever touching someone like me, your worth isn’t nearly enough for that, husband.” she rolled her eyes. “i will fuck who i want when i want.” she informed him as she leaned forward and rubbed her hand on the innocent waiter’s chest who was obviously uncomfortable with the situation. 

her hand snapped away from the waiter when alexander took the glass from her. “what in the fuck!?” she said raising her voice a bit as her temper was slowly coming unhinged. “i haven’t drunk enough!” kels explained as she reached for the glass back from him but failed. “i am not sleeping anything off nor am i going with you. and i don’t need you or anyone else ‘keeping in line’.” she mocked him, trying her best to impersonate  him swaying her little drunk body and waving her hands around dramatically. “i would LOVE to see you try.” she was probably one of the few people who wasn’t scared of alexander, even though his status was very dangerous. “the first time you even THINK about trying to keep me in line just know who i am and realize that i have access to you while you sleep.” she girl threaten. “i could have my family kill you and everything you love.. oh wait-” the drunk girl slurred with a sinister laugh, “they already have..” she knew that one was a low blow, bringing up his father was certainly out of line.. but that was how kelsey played she was dirty if her words didn’t hurt people then her hands would. 

there were reasons people labelled alexander a sociopath, and not all of the rumors were completely untrue. whatever they were, he’d never let a woman and her childish issues get in the way of his work. and if she did, he had a guy on speed dial for just that situation. but all of his quick fixes were chucked out of the window with the firecracker he’d just married. through that cold exterior, he was fuming. he’d never been one to disrespect the sanctity of marriage ---- which is why he’d never wanted to get married in the first place. not unless he met someone who was worth it. now, he had a lifetime with dealing with a little daddy’s girl who got drunk instead of facing her problems. “alright ---- no fucking then. but my word still stands. touch anyone, and they go home in a body bag. and i’ll have you wishing you’d listened to me the first time.” his words were cold yet calm, and he turned his glare to the waiter. “you’ve got three seconds to get out of my sight, kid.”

kelsey was furious with her father. she had done a lot for her family in order to get them what they needed. she was a daddy’s girl so all he had to do was ask her to go out with a man or try to lead one on just to get what her seeked out of them always played out in his favor. but this was different. her father was marrying her off to someone she was certainly not happy to be with. marriage wasn’t something she had seen in her future and if she ever even did it would not have been to someone like alexander. she was frustrated as fuck as all of this went against everything she wanted, but for the sake of her father, she did it. but there were plenty of outburst along the way of her throwing her famous tantrums. yelling, shouting and breaking things and she tried to plea to get of out it, though it was pointless. she stood next to alex and nearly cringed when he held her waist throwing back expensive champagne just wanting to get wasted to not think about the man she had married for her father’s sake.  as she gulped down the fourth glass she gave a few people telling her take you the fakest  grin she had probably ever given. she had usually been good with pretending but for some reason tonight she just didn’t give a shit at this point. she just wanted it to be over so she could go lay down as far away from her new husband as possible and sleep the dreaded hangover she would have tomorrow off. 

when he let go of her she let out a sigh of relief. she had felt so dirty when he touched her and it was obvious the feelings were mutual. kelsey rolled her deep brown eyes when he informed her there would be no honeymoon. “good, i was hoping that you would find away to leave me alone tonight. that waiter over there has been eyeballing the shit out of me and with you gone it would make fucking him a whole lot easier on my wedding night.” she mused as it was obvious she had too much to drink. “oh are we?” she questioned he picked up the bottle and knocked a few glasses over along the way. “woops.” she said as she attempted to pour herself another glass. “go fuck you-” she hiccuped. “yourself. everything i own is nice and probably cost more than what your family would even pay for your pathetic life when in a crunch.” she mused as she overfilled the flute. “woops.” she said once more as she sipped the rim of the overflowing alcohol. “besides it won’t take much for me to out dress you, you looked like shit even on your own wedding day.” she laughed at her own drunken joke before letting out another hiccup. 

alexander had way too much on his plate to deal with petty things like women ---- marriage was a joke, anyways. but it was his duty, his debt to his father who had given him the opportunity of being the most powerful man on the east coast. though marriage would be a pill much easier swallowed if it was with some quiet, complacent woman, not this unpredictable hurricane that was now directly tied to his name and reputation.