The Fashion Designer

Chapter 19-What Did You Do?

MICHAEL

"Dana, what the f**k did you do?" I yelled, my voice bouncing off the walls.

We all went back to the home of the Frost's. Jack and Bailey had left after the court hearing giving us time for family problems while Dana sat in her chair nervously.

"Don't yell at me."

"Sweetheart." Linda lightly held my arm.

"Do not touch me." My blood now boiling just thinking about the new information I had received in court.

"Mikey."

"Don't." Inhaling to calm my nerves, I glared at her with scorching eyes, "Did you or did you not know about my son? Did you send those emails to Kanna?"

"Are you going to believe that piece of trash over your own wife?"

I gave out a low growl, "Answer me damn it." When I had read those emails, I had already known the answer. Considering a lot of emojis where used and the only person I have known to use a lot of them was Dana.

"Dana." Everyone's attention turned towards Brandon. "What the hell were you thinking? She's your sister."

"Why is everyone on her side. Have you forgotten she slept with my husband but she's playing the victim card."

"Sit your ass back down." I growled shaking in angry.

"Do not talk to my daughter that way." Linda stood between me and Dana.

"She is my wife, I can talk to her the way I pleased, now, I want to hear it from your mouth." My face inches away from hers.

Dana eyes cast down the floor as if it was the most interesting in the room.

"Dana, answer your husband's questions because I'd like to know too. Why would you do that to your own sister."

"I told you dad, it's all his fault and hers. Why couldn't you keep your d**k in your pants." Dana seethed. "So, I had to do what I had to do, in order to protect my family."

"So, you sent your emails using my address stating I want nothing to do with my son. You have no right."

"Well can you blame me, you shouldn't have slept..."

"Again, how many times have I said I was sorry. Are you going to hold that over my head? I thought we were passed that."

"I hate her and that kid." She blurted, "She took everything from me."

"What are you talking about? You have everything, she doesn't. She doesn't even have a mother or a family and I thought we could give her that."

"Oh, so now here it goes. If you hadn't slept with that woman, then we wouldn't be here now would we." Linda was now pointing fingers.

How did this get so messed up?

In a rage of fury. I slammed my fist against the wall.

"Mikey." Dana stopped when she saw me in a fit of rage.

Regaining my composure, I stomped towards the exit.

"Michael, where dare you going?" Dana sobbed.

Not turning around, I spoke ever so coldly, "Out!" Right before I had slammed the door.

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KANNA

"Oh my god, I needed this." I sat in the bar with a drink in one hand and Miley sitting next to me.

"of course, girl." She took a sip of her drink, "By the way whose watching Kyle?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Black." Miley's eyes widen. "They're very nice people and wanted to spend time with their grandson and since I practically won today's hearing..."

"Time to celebrate." Miley finished my sentence.

"You got it girl."

"Now come on, time to get drunk, to dance, meet sexy men and get laid." Miley emptied out her drink before she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor.

The club was full of sweaty drunk people. I had felt some hands here and there but right now I am too wasted to even care.

"OMG, look Kahn," Miley turned my attention to some hotties at the bar waving their drinks at us.

"Nah, I am good." My voice slurred.

"Oh, come on girl," Miley left, ordered more drinks and handed me one on the dance floor.

We were now drinking, dancing and grinding at each other. Now I don't know how to dance, but if you have a good dance partner like Miley well you just look good dancing next to her. What more is when I am even more drunk, it's like I have two left feet. I must look ridiculous but who cares. My philosophy is I don't know these people, will probably never see them again, and I will be too drunk to remember any of them to actually cause myself embarrassment. Unless someone decides to video tape me in my drunken state and post it on YouTube. But then again it would either mean I matter or I am stupidly embarrassing myself and those around that they need a good laugh.

Suddenly I felt two hands on my hips. Miley only smirked before leaving me to find her own set of hands or d**k.

Gently turning around, my vision somewhat blurred but I had seen those deep brown eyes looking back at me.

Slowly he rocked me side to side, my body now pressed against his. He smelt of some drinks too and that masculinity scent.

His shirt, outlining the contours of his toned muscular abs. We didn't speak but I took the advantage and I felt comfort in his arms.

His chest vibrating against my ears as I heard him speak. Though the music was too loud for me to hear but I think he was complementing me or offering to buy me a drink or something.

I was for gone. What drink did Miley ordered for me? My knees had gotten weak from standing until I had felt his strong arms wrapped around me fully.

"I don't feel good." I finally spoke.

"Let's get some fresh air." His voice soothing me down. I don't know what it was but both of us where stumbling our way just to find the exit. Guess we were both drunk. How long was I drinking? Hell, if I know.

Once outside, I felt the cold air against my skin when I all of a sudden abruptly threw up on the side.

I felt a pair of big callous hands on my face trying to hold my hair up. If I wasn't so drunk, I would've thought that was sweet.

Instead I think I threw up on his leather expensive shoes. Oh my god, how embarrassing, yet he said no word but just rubbed my back.

After throwing up, I heard he hailed an uber and we drove off. I don't know what compelled me to get in a car with a complete stranger but I had felt oddly safe with him. The comfort and security he had brought me was relaxing.

Arriving at our destination he helped me up the stairs and into one of the rooms.

Slowly he began to undress me.

"No," I manage to choke out.

I felt him smile, "You have puke all over yourself." Now since there were no music, I heard that deep husky voice clearly which gave me tingles all over.

"I can do it myself." I slurred. I was still drunk as f**k.

Undressing myself, I felt a pair of eyes on me.

Looking at the man before me, I collapsed into his arms when I, in my drunk stupefied state decide to kiss him. At first, he didn't move an inch. Probably shock at this daring woman.

Seconds later he kissed me back, his tongue swirling in my mouth as I heard him moaned. Oh, f**k he probably is sexy as hell if I can only keep my vision straight and his voice is driving me insane. I want to hear more. I want to hear what he sounds like when he reaches his peak.

Backing up, till I hit a wall gripping on his shirt as his hands on the back of my head pushing me on to him.

"Oh fuck." Tearing his shirt off along with is pants, we were both now kissing naked as he clasps my bra behind my back. The only think you could hear is our slobbering kisses.

His big member now poking me, "Jump." He spoke in between. As he had caught me, his hands now firmly beneath my ass.

Walking towards the bed he gently laid me down still kissing. His body now hovering just above my own.

His kisses became even sloppier as he trailed down the side of my neck. He nibbled on them causing me to moan.

Trailing his way down till he found the opening of my s*x and stuck in two fingers finding my g-spot.

My hands grabbing the side of the bed, tightly gripping the sides of the sheet as he makes his way down to my core.

Soon I felt a warm wet tongue sensation enter me. It was rough like he was starved and wanted what was in front of him.

His hands parted my legs wide apart. My back lifting itself off the bed as my legs trembled, my toes curling, my breath ragged as I had orgasm into this stranger's mouth.

Rising from his s****l assault while leaning on my elbows, his harden member net my now moisten p***y. I gasped feeling the pressure, my eyes not leaving his d**k as he slowly entered me. I gave out a yelp before I grew comfortable and he continued.

Leaning his body on me, my hands now placed on his chest as he gently grabbed both of my arms with one hand and placed them about my head.

My head moved to the side for better access as he suck and nibbled while he thrusts into me.

Our sweaty bodies slapping each other in loud booming sound.

His muscle clenching every time he rammed his d**k. His lips now attacking my own while he grunted and I moaned in sync harmony. This right here was pure ecstasy.

Slamming into my core at an increasingly high pace while his voice had hummed in my ear and believe me it was a sound I'd like to hear as he gets high from our night of pure bliss.

My legs wrapping around his waist as my heels dig into his ass. I felt him lightly bit my lips as one last thrust into me before we botch came undone.

He stood there, not moving, his lips still on me, as if it was frozen in time. His d**k still pressed hard while he tightens his grip on my arms. His body wanting to empty out everything while he holds me in place.

One last breath, he gently pulled out, caressing my face before we both fell asleep in comfortable silence.

The sun blazed through the window warming up my skin. I felt a warm set of arms wrapped around me, my head on a warm chest listening to the rhythm of his heart beat. What? Heart beat? Who? My head throbbing and pounding trying to recall of yesterday's events. That is until I heard a pitching high scream which did not help to this pounding headache that is now escalating. Sitting up my vision turned to the screaming blond before me who was rambling with curses words and yelling all at the same time.

"Dana."