Good Girls Do It Well (A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance) (5 page)

“Come on Christian, you’ve given him enough. He’s bleeding everywhere,” he yelled as he stepped in between us. He was right, the guy had blood coming from his mouth and nose. I’d beaten him down to a bloody pulp.

“Get him out of here,” I said to Bobby as I turned my attention to Sarabelle. She was shaking in fear as her legs gave out from under her and she slid down the bushes and sat on the ground. She looked up at me in disbelief, tears streaming down her face. She tried to say thank you but only managed to mouth the words as Bobby brought her attacker back to consciousness and led him away.

“Bobby, before you cut him loose, make sure he knows that if he ever messes with this girl again, he’s going to end up even worse the next time.”

Bobby nodded before disappearing into the maze of shrubbery, leaving Sarabelle and me alone.

CHAPTER 5

Sarabelle

I’ve always known that Kade was a creep after we had our reunion but I didn’t think he would stoop so low. His aggressiveness while trying to get me to date him was the main reason I stopped hanging out with him several years ago. Still, I didn’t think he would ever go to the kind of lengths that he tried to go to with me. I’d hate to think about what would have happened if Christian Wilde wouldn’t have shown up to save me. I’d like to think that Kade wouldn’t have taken things too far but the look in his eye and the way his breath reeked of alcohol told me I was just fooling myself.

Of all the people who could have come to my rescue, Christian was the last person I expected to see. The perennial playboy, I figured would have his mind strictly on who he was going to bed that night. Instead, he ended up in the garden with me, saving me from what could have become a dangerous situation. How did he even know I was in the garden? It didn’t really matter. I’m just grateful that he showed up when he did.

“Are you okay?” he asked as he straightened out his tuxedo, brushing the dirt off of it.

“I, I think so,” I replied meekly, my mind not wanting to cooperate and pronounce the words I was trying to say. I felt like I couldn’t get control of my own body. I was shaking from head to toe. All attempts to stand up were futile as my quaking legs were in no condition to support my body. Seeing me in a weak position, Christian stood over me and offered me his hand.

“Let’s get you out of here. Come with me.”

I put my hand in his and allowed him to help me to my feet. He made sure to support me, wrapping one arm around my body to hold me upright and using the other to keep my balanced. Slowly but surely, we made our way out of the garden. With each step, I realized more and more that my scary predicament was over and I began to allow myself to relax. I knew I was going to be okay.

Once Christian could tell that I didn’t need as much support, he let go with one hand but left his arm wrapped around me. He pulled out his cell phone to make a phone call.

“Bobby, can you have the car around front in the next two minutes?” he queried into the handset. I couldn’t hear what was said on the other end but he must have liked the response because he said thanks and hung up.

After another couple of minutes of walking, we finally made it to the outside of the labyrinth. I felt a great relief to be free from the twisting maze. I hadn’t realized the amount of anxiety I had been experiencing inside until I was out of it. It was as if I had been suffocating and could now breathe again. Almost as if it were on cue, Christian’s limousine pulled up right in front of where we were standing.

“Here, get in,” he said. “I noticed the guy you were with left earlier and I don’t want you to be by yourself in case that creep comes back. Come with me and I’ll make sure you’re safe.”

I hesitated outside of the limo. Did Christian have ulterior motives? It wasn’t even an hour ago that he was trying to pick me up and get me to spend the night at his house. Now, he was putting me into his limo? I really didn’t want to spend the night with him, but at the same time, I didn’t want him to think that I wasn’t appreciative of what he had just done for me. I ended up getting in the limo with him following right behind me.

“Where are we headed tonight, Mister Wilde? Your place?” his driver questioned.

“No, not yet. We’re going to take Miss Williams home first. What’s your address hun?” he asked.

His question took me by surprise. I figured he felt I owed him something for saving me and would try to use it as leverage to get me into his bed. I had to think for a moment and allow my address to come to me.

“I live at 17 Heathcote Road in Scarsdale,” I finally replied.

“17 Heathcote Road it is.”

Christian tried making small talk on the way to my house but I was much too shaken to be a very good conversationalist. Each time he would ask a question, I would simply shake my head in agreement or give short one or two-word answers. I hoped he didn’t think I was rude or stand-offish, the events of the evening had left my mind flustered. He seemed to understand and was an absolute gentleman to me the entire ride. He even accompanied me to my door to make sure I got inside safely. He didn’t try to come in with me or anything else that would lead me to believe he had something else in mind.

I couldn’t get into my room fast enough. Taking a shower wasn’t even a priority. The only thing I wanted to do was slip out of my dress and slide right into bed and that’s exactly what I did. I didn’t even bother hanging up my expensive dress. Instead, it was left lying in a crumpled heap next my bed as I surrounded myself with my blankets and laid my head down onto my pillows. I expected to lay there thinking about the attack all night but, much to my surprise, I was able to fall right asleep. It wasn’t a restful sleep, however. I tossed and turned with images of Kade forcing himself onto me. Every single sound in the house seemed to wake me. Each small creak or groan of the house appeared to be amplified, making me sure there was an intruder in the house. Eventually, the dreams stopped and I was able to drift off into a regular sleep.

Around four in the morning, I woke up to the sound of my sister opening my door and creeping into my room to check on me. She was still in her dress from the gala, which surprised me. I was under the assumption that she had been home sleeping off the alcohol the entire time I’d been there.

“Are you just now getting home?” I asked, sitting up in my bed to greet her.

“Yeah, it’s been a long, strange night,” she replied with a wink.

“Did you go home with that guy from the gala?”

“Oh hell no. He was just someone to have a little fun with for the evening.”

“Well, where the hell have you been? I thought you’ve been home this whole time?”

“Where have I been? That’s not really important. The real question is: how did you get home? I ran into Liam not long before I got home. He said he had been out looking for me.”

“Yeah, he thought you were going to do something stupid with that creep from the party so I sent him to make sure you were okay. Unfortunately, a lot of crap happened before he made it back. Christian Wilde brought me home in his limo.”

“Christian Wilde? Do you mean THE Christian Wilde? The notorious playboy Christian Wilde? What in the world did you have to do for him to give you a ride home in his limo?”

“It’s not even like that. I didn’t have to do anything.”

“Bullshit. Guys like Christian Wilde don’t just give girls a ride home with nothing to show for it. Come on, spill it, sister.”

“I’m serious. I mean, he did hit on me at the party after Liam left but I shut him down pretty quick and left. He ended up coming to my rescue a little later, though.”

“Your rescue? What happened tonight, Sarabelle?”

“It’s really hard to talk about and I don’t want you telling anyone, okay? You have to promise.”

Lexi nodded in agreement as she impatiently waited for me to spill my guts.

“Okay, after I turned down Christian’s advances, I decided to go into the garden behind the building the gala was in. You know how I love flowers. Anyway, there is this maze thing back there made with huge bushes. I went in to check it out and got lost inside. I know that sounds crazy but I was honestly lost. I ended up running into Kade Nichols and a woman in there making out. Well, the woman is married so she ended up running out as soon as she saw me. Kade was pissed that she took off and he felt that I should take her place since I was the reason she ran away. He started kissing me and, even though I kept trying to push him away, he was way too strong. He overpowered me and was determined to have his way with me. I tried screaming but he put his hand over my mouth and told me that nobody was going to come for me. Thank God Christian showed up from out of nowhere. He pulled Kade off of me and beat the shit out of him. I mean, he literally beat the shit out of him. It was crazy. He knocked him out and one of Christian’s security guards had to come and carry Kade out of there. Christian helped me up, led me out of the maze, put me in his limo and brought me home.”

“And that was it? He didn’t come in with you? Try to get you to thank him for being your hero?”

“That’s the thing, he didn’t. He walked me to the door and that was it. It was like the total opposite of everything I’ve ever heard about the man. Aside from his lame pickup lines at the gala, he was a perfect gentleman to me. I’m sure it had something to do with what I went through, but still. It was a surprise to me.”

“I’ll say. I’ve known about Christian Wilde for a long time and this is the first time I’ve ever heard something good like this about him. Anyway, enough about him. How are you? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I mean, I guess I am. Honestly, I’m pretty freaked out. If he hadn’t shown up, I really think Kade was going to rape me. He had a look in his eyes that I’ve never seen anyone have before. He looked like a monster. I was so scared.”

Lexi wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in close to her. I started crying as she rocked me in her arms, playing with my hair in an attempt to get me to feel better. I always loved seeing this side of my sister. It was a small glimpse of the person she used to be and it gave me hope that we could once again become best friends like we once were.

She let me cry and cry until I didn’t have any more tears to give. Once I was done, Lexi grabbed some tissues from my nightstand and handed them to me, allowing me to wipe my eyes.

“You know, Lexi, I thought Christian Wilde was nothing but a lowlife pig but after the way he treated me tonight, I kind of feel something for him even though I know I shouldn’t. Please tell me I’m crazy.”

“You’re not crazy. Tonight, he was as close as you’re ever going to get to having a real life knight in shining armor coming to your rescue. Does that make him less of a pig? I don’t know. That’s a question that only you can answer. It does seem like you may have gotten to see a side of the man that very few people get to see. That has to mean something, right?”

“I guess so. Anyway, enough about me. I want to hear about your night. What in the heck happened to you after you left the gala? I tried calling you a couple times but could never get through.”

“Yeah, I ended up getting a little caught up as well. You aren’t the only one who ended up catching some feelings for someone tonight. There’s a guy that I’ve got a thing for as well.”

“The dude who was all over you tonight? He seemed like a creeper to me.”

“No, not him. He got ditched pretty quickly after I left the gala.”

“Who is it then?” I begged, dying to know who it could be.

“That’s not important, at least not right now. I don’t know if anything is going to come of it and I don’t want to look like a fool if it doesn’t. If it ends up working out, you’ll be the first one I tell.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

Lexi gave me a kiss on the forehead, proving once again that she was capable of being a caring, loving sister when she wanted to be. It also convinced me that she had two very distinct personalities. She sat on my bed with me for another minute or two before leaving to go to her room. I stared at the ceiling for a little while thinking about everything that had happened that evening, both good and bad. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep, passing out soundly until the late the next morning.

CHAPTER 6

Christian

Six weeks. That’s how long it’s been since the night of the gala. I haven’t heard a single word from Sarabelle or anyone else involved in the events of that evening. I’m not sure what I was expecting. I did everything the way I was supposed to. I played the good guy card exactly the way it needed to be played. I would have thought I would have heard from the girl since then. I don’t know what she was waiting for. Maybe I had come on too strong when I introduced myself to her. Even if that was the case, I figured I had proved something to her by not trying to make a move on her after I saved her from the attack. Perhaps I was overthinking things.