It caused my stomach to roll.

"Good boy, now strip," Alec said to Dante.

Alec flicked his eyes to Everly and arched his eyebrow. "You too, ma'am."

Oh, God.

I wanted to leave, to get out of this room but I couldn't.

I couldn't move a muscle in my body.

I opened my hands and blocked out what I was seeing, but I quickly had to make my fingers earplugs when I heard a very pleased, male groan. It wasn't Alec who was groaning, I could tell that much.

Oh, please no!

I wish I kept my eyes closed because when I opened them and saw Alec on his knees with Dante's cock in his mouth I could have puked everywhere. I flicked my eyes upwards away from what Alec was doing and found a naked Everly on her knees on the bed pressed against Dante's upper body as she kissed him.

I looked away, utterly disgusted.

I closed my eyes and kept my ears plugged with my fingers. After a few minutes went by I opened my eyes again and a silent whimper racked through my body.

Everly was on her back, her legs were spread with Dante face buried between them while Alec was behind Dante as he thrust in and out of his body. I forced myself not to look at where Alec became one with Dante - I couldn't even stomach Everly and Dante - so again I re-closed my eyes.

Why was he doing this?

Alec was cheating on me... he was really cheating on me, with my auntie and his ex-fuck buddy none the less.

I don't know how much time went by before I opened my eyes again. This picture was even more stomach turning than the one before because Alec was now between Everly's legs while Dante was hovered over her face, thrusting in and out of her mouth.

I forced my eyes shut and swallowed down the bile that rose up my throat.

I bit down on my lower lip when I started to shake and tears began to fall from my eyes. I kept my eyes shut and my ears plugged for the longest time. I only reopened them when I felt a vibration.

I opened my eyes and through my tears I could see only Alec was on the bed, Everly and Dante were gone. Alec was still shirtless, but now he had on shorts.

He was sat on the edge of the bed with his head downcast but he spoke, and it caused my eyes to go wide.

"You can come out, Keela... I know you're in there."

He knew I was in the wardrobe.

He knew?

I kicked the door open with my shaking foot and struggled to get to my feet because pins and needles attacked my legs after being in a hunched down position for so long.

"You knew I was there all along and yet you..."

I couldn't even say it.

"I'm sorry."

He was sorry?

I stalked forward, balled my hand into a fist and swung. My fist connected to Alec's cheek and his head was forced to the left with a loud crack.

I pulled my hand back and Alec looked forward again but didn't move to stop me.

I slapped him across the face with my left hand then again with my right.

He still didn't move to stop me and I wished he would.

I used both my hands to shove him in the chest as hard as I could.

"I hate you!" I screamed as I slapped his chest. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"

I felt tears stream down my face.

"What did I do?" I cried. "What did I fuckin' do?"

Alec swallowed but said nothing.

"Why, Alec? Why?"

He was cold.

"Why would you do this to me?"

He remained silent.

"I don't know you at all," I whispered.

I stared down at him for a long movement before I turned.

"Keela?"

I couldn't look at him as I shakily walked to my locker and picked up my bag that was on the floor.

"Keela, I'm so sorry."

I was surprised when laughter came from my mouth.

"No, you aren't."

I heard him move and when I felt him behind me, my pulse didn't spike nor did my breath quicken... my stomach rolled in revulsion.

"You make me sick."

I heard his sharp intake of breath.

"Please," he whispered.

"I don't want to be near you. I don't want to be in the same proximity as you... you make my skin crawl," I spat.

I heard him take a few steps back.

"Keela, please."

I swallowed and wouldn't allow myself to feel any sympathy for him, he was the one in the wrong here, not me.

"I want you to leave."

Silence.

"What?"

Was he deaf?

"I want you to leave. Go down to the bar, go back to Ireland, go wherever the fuck you want to go, just get away from me."

He didn't move.

I squeezed the handles of my bag.

"Alec, please, leave me."

He still didn't move.

I turned to face him and glared at him, feeling nothing but anger and betrayal.

"What are you still doin' here? Get the fuck out!"

Alec blinked then slowly nodded his head.

He blindly walked over to his suitcase and grabbed a t-shirt then put it over his head and stuck his feet in some flip flops. I numbly watched his every action through unblinking eyes.

"Will you be here when I get back?"

Depends on how long it takes me to pack.

"I don't want you to come back. I don't ever want to see you again."

Alec swallowed. "But-"

"But? There is no fuckin' 'but'! There is nothin', do you hear me? Nothin'!"

Alec flinched like I struck him again.

I turned my back to him because I knew I was about to cry and I refused to let him see.

I heard his slow footsteps walk away from me then the door opened and close, but instead of breaking down in tears I turned to the left and spotted his suitcase. With a wave of anger I rushed to the suitcase and grabbed a handful of Alec's clothes then I threw them around the room in a fit of rage.

I tripped over my own two feet and fell to the ground. My phone landed next to me on the floor so I picked it up and dialed Aideen's number. I tried six times but she never answered. I threw my phone on the bed and I stayed on the floor as wave after wave of sobs crashed into my body. I laid there on the ground and cried till there were no more tears left in my body.

I hated Alec Slater.

Hated him.

I didn't react when the door of the hotel room opened then closed an hour later.

I heard slow footsteps then a deep inhale.

"Keela, can we please talk? I need to explain. You need to know- Wait, what are you doing?"

I smiled as I continued to pack my suitcase.

This should be good.

"How can you explain fuckin' me cousin's stepmother, and your ex-fuck buddy, or should I say your very current fuck buddy?"

I shoved my clothes into my suitcase, suddenly not caring about anything being neat or tidy.

"Keela, what are you doing?" Alec asked from behind me.

I laughed. "I'm waitin' for you to explain what I witnessed this mornin'."

I jumped with fright when I was suddenly picked up from behind, and turned in the direction of the hotel room door. Alec let go of me when I scratched the back of his hands with my nails.

I swirled around and pointed my finger at him. "Don't you dare touch me. Do you hear me? You make me sick!"

Alec didn't look mad or angry in anyway... he actually looked extremely calm.

Good, at least one of us was.

"I'm sorry, but I need you to focus on me so we can talk."

I threw my hands up in the air and shouted, "Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don't want to talk to you, Alec? Did it ever occur to you that I don't want a single fuckin' thing to do with you?"

Alec swallowed. "I understand that you're upset and you have every right to be-"

"Upset? You think I'm upset? No, I'm not upset because bein' upset would mean that I actually have to care and I don't! I don't fuckin' care about you or who your put your dick into!"

Alec's jaw set. "You aren't doing yourself any favours by getting yourself worked up, Keela. You're only going to say things you regret."

I humourlessly laughed. "Thanks for that Doctor-fucking-Phil but trust me, I think gettin' a few things off me chest will make me feel ten times better!"

Alec took a step forward. "Keela, I'm telling you to rein it in. Now."

How fucking dare he tell me what to do!