Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 52

Emma's

POV

He gently placed his hand on my waist and I tensed. I glanced around nervously. People were beginning to stare.

"Relax," he chuckles, pulling my attention from the people around us. He placed my hands behind his head.

"Just sway with me. Follow my lead, don't look towards anyone," he said and I nodded. We both sway to the music together.

"How long have you known the triplets?" he asked.

"For a long time. Maybe eight to nine years," I replied.

"That long, huh," he mutters.

"Yes, why do you ask?" I inquire curiously.

"I was just curious. You've known each other that long, and we didn't meet until now," he said. I didn't really pay attention, I was glancing around at the people who were staring at us.

"Eyes on me Emma," he said, placing his hand on my chin and gently turning me around to face him.

"Sorry, I was caught up in my thoughts," I apologized. He smiled.

"I noticed. Don't worry about them, they will get bored soon enough and move on to the next available gossip," he assured me. I stepped on his shoes again. I've lost count of how many times I did that.

"I'm so sorry about this. Your feet must hurt," I said apologetically.

"I made you dance with me, and I already said it was fine if you stepped on my feet a hundred times. I'm not complaining," he replied, smiling at me. I smiled back. He's so nice, I wonder what happened between him and the triplets.

"You said you were friends with the triplets before, right?' I asked. His smiley and happy expression changed slightly, but he was quick to force a smile. I guess something big really did happen.

"We were. I believe we still are. Why do you ask?" he replied. Before I could give him an answer, I saw Alexander from the corner of my eye. I could feel his anger, but he had a smile on his face. A smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, instead it looked cold and dangerous.

"Alex. Fancy seeing you here. Are you enjoying the party?" Xander asked, not sounding like he was really pleased to see him.

"No, I'm not because I keep viewing a face I really don't want to see," he deadpans. Anyone passing by would think they were just two friends exchanging pleasantries. But I could feel the tension in the air. My eyes dart from Xander to Alexander. "Really? You must really be in a bind then," he answered with a taunting smile.

"I am," he replied curtly, harshly removing Xander's hands from my waist.

"If you will excuse us," he said, taking my hand. Xander grabbed his arm.

"Where are you taking her? You can't just come from nowhere and drag my dance partner away," he said, looking displeased. Alexander took a look at the hand on his arm. He gave him such a cold glare that I felt chills run down my spine. It felt like we were surrounded by icicles.

People were beginning to stare at us and whisper. The party is now divided into two. Some people enjoying themselves, while some watched us keenly. I could even see them start to take out their phones in case a fight breaks out between two Alpha's sons, they would want to be the first to post it online.

This isn't good. Alexander is starting to get angry, and his anger is uncontrollable. Xander didn't back down either, so I had to intervene.

"Alexander, let's go have a seat. My legs are beginning to feel numb," I said to him before turning towards Xander.

"Thank you for keeping me company, but I have to go now," I said with a polite smile. He lets go of Alexander's arm.

"Are you certain?" he asked.

"Absolutely," I replied.

"See you around then," he said, and Alexander pulled me towards their table. I walked awkwardly behind him in my heels.

"Can you slow down? I'm going to fall," I mutter worriedly. He's still visibly very angry.

"You won't fall. Just walk quietly or would you prefer if I carried you instead?" he replied, still walking ahead.

"No, I can manage in these heels. Thank you," I said and snapped my mouth shut, not speaking again. I know him and he doesn't bluff. If I had continued to speak, he would have carried me in front of all these people. I can't imagine what they would think if that happened. I would become the new subject of pure gossip.

We walked towards their table where Julian and Philip were sitting. They both gave me a disapproving look. We both sat on the chairs available.

"Why were you dancing with Xander?" Julian asked.

"Because he politely asked me to dance with him and I didn't want to seem rude by refusing," I replied. I'm starving. Doesn't this party have any food? I glanced around.

"But you looked happy. You were chatting and laughing," Philip mutters.

"That is because I was," I said, still glancing around and not really paying attention to our conversation. The silence from them makes me turn my head towards them. They stared at me like annoyed children that just got their candy taken from them. "Is this about me dancing with someone, or is this about Xander?" I inquired, obviously confused.

"Both!" They bellowed. A few people looked our way and I smiled at them politely.

"Why are you guys getting angry? It was just a harmless dance and, besides, the only people I know were busy. He saw that I was bored, and he offered for me to dance with him," I explained calmly.

"But you said we could go," Julian said.

"I did. I didn't want to stop you from socializing because of me. I would hate to be a burden," I replied.

"You can never be a burden, Emma. You should have just come to us," Philip said gently.

"You were busy. I didn't want to intrude," I said.

"Just one word from you, and we would have dropped everything and come running. We were beginning to get bored anyway," Alexander replied, brushing some strands of hair from my face. I blushed, shy by the public display of affection. "Why do you hate Xander?" I asked.

"We don't hate him. We just don't....agree on something," Alexander said, smiling at me. Philip and Julian both nodded in agreement.

"Do you want to dance? It will be a shame to look so gorgeous and not flaunt it," Julian grinned.

"Come on, to the dance floor," Philip said and pulled me up. Alexander takes my hand, and we walk to the dance floor together. He placed his hand on my waist, mine behind his head as we gently swayed to the music. Julian and Philip also danced together. I laughed in amusement when the music crescendos and Julian twirled Philip repeatedly.

They did some funny amusing moves that cracked me up, making me completely oblivious to the stares we were getting. I laughed so much that my ribs hurt. I can't remember the last time I had so much fun or laughed so much.

Alexander stared at me, smiling as we danced.

"What?" I mutter shyly.

"You look beautiful when you laugh. Laugh more often, your laughter sounds like music to my ears," he said, still smiling. And I have never seen him smile so much or look happy. He always had a cold, unchanging expression on his face. He looked breathtaking when he laughed sincerely. The corner of his eyes crinkled up a bit.

"You look handsome when you smile," I blurted out without thinking. My eyes widened in realization. I just said my thoughts out loud.

"I know. You didn't need to say anything. Your expression says it all," he replied with a chuckle, and I blushed. I'm suddenly feeling so hot in this dress. My stomach chose to pick that moment to make a loud rumbling noise.

I clutched it tightly, embarrassed. Alexander laughed heartily.

"I've never seen you laugh so much," I mumble.

"That's because you make me happy. I only laugh when I'm extremely happy," he replied and then asked. "Should I get you some food?"

"No, I can get it myself," I said and untangled my hands that were behind his head.

"Emma, where are you going?" Julian asked.

"To get some food," I replied.

"Come back soon. We have lots of dance moves to show you," Philip said in a singsong voice.

"Common Alex, let's dance," Julian said, trying to take his hand.

"No way. I'm not doing any of those silly moves with you guys," he deadpans.

"Don't be so uptight. Loosen up and have fun," Philip insisted. They continued to pester and shake him to the rhythm of the music. I giggled at them walking towards the buffet. They were so many different types of food that I began to salivate.

"If it isn't the little w***e slave," I heard Hailey's voice say viciously. Oh god! I didn't want to turn around or look at her face. She was quite upset that her dream dress was given to me. I just hope she doesn't use me to cause a scene here.