You hadn’t planned on coming to the party that Ian was throwing tonight, but since he's your brother's best friend, you got dragged along.

Dressed in a figure-hugging dress, you knew what you were doing tonight, appearing there like this.

When Ian greeted your brother, his reaction to seeing you was just as expected. His usual cocky smirk faltered for a second, his eyes dragging over you in a way that sent a shiver down your spine.

You ignored it, acting as if his presence had no effect on you. What no one knew, was that you two have been secretly dating.

Of course you had to keep it hidden, because your brother would end him on the spot the moment he found out.

As the night went on, you couldn’t shake the feeling of Ian's gaze lingering.

At some point, you excused yourself to the bathroom upstairs. But when you stepped out, you barely had time to react before Ian spun you around, his strong hands pinning you against the wall.

"You trying to get my attention, or is that just a bonus?" he murmured, his voice low, irritated, one hand resting near your waist.

Your pulse quickened. "Let me go, Ian."

He chuckled, tilting his head. "Not until you tell me why you dressed like this tonight. Because if it was to get a reaction out of me… congratulations." He said.

"Now cover up before I hike up that little f*cking dress of yours and take you until you're louder than the music and every single one here knows my name." He added, his warning laced with anger and desire.

You knew what you'd be in for if you didn't listen to him. But really that was the whole plan the moment you decided to put on that dress.

"You do that." You said provokingly, trying to walk away.

But he pulls you back, pinning your hands above your head with one hand, his veins showing, while the other slides around your waist, pulling you closer to him while keeping you pinned against the wall.

"You asked for it." He murmured and starts kissing your neck, making a m*an escape your lips.

"Oh f*ck baby, we're just getting started." He smirked.