Zander

Chapter 6

"Tiffany, are you back together with Zander?" I furrow my brows at the tiny dude confidently standing infront of me with his camera.

"Clearly." I push his camera out of my way. 

Tiffany wraps her arm around my waist as my bodyguard begins pushing people out of my way.

"Are you engaged?" 

I roll my eyes at the rumor circulating the web. I told Tiffany not to do anything stupid and she decided to put her promise ring in place of her engagement. All this is in spite of Maya and now everybody is talking about our supposed engagement.

Tiffany is not ready for an engagement so to prove my loyalty to her, I gave her a promise ring. I put the engagement in storage, a place she will never ever find.

"Is Zander abusive?"

"Fuck off." I push the man to the ground and he dramatically gasps. 

"Zander, just leave it." Tiffany tries pushing me ahead but that comment really pissed me off.

"It's a simple question." His nasally voice irritates me.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I explode on the guy. 

He backs away but I'm able to get one punch in before my bodyguard pulls me off him. The paparazzi are having a field day with this but I don't give a fuck. If they want to overstep their boundaries then they better be prepared to be knocked the fuck out.

"I'm suing." The guy groans as tears spring to his eyes.

"Oh my goodness." Tiffany sighs exasperatedly. "Shut up."

I watch as she walks around me and kicks the guy in the stomach which makes me smile.

"That's my girl." I slap her butt and she squeezes my hand.

"My man is not abusive." Tiffany tells the paparazzi filming us. "We are very happy with our relationship and would like for you guys to respect our privacy."

I flip the rest of them off as we get into my car. My bodyguard makes sure that we are safely inside before getting into the car behind us.

"Damn babe." I squeeze Tiffany's thigh. "That was so hot."

"He was a being a shithead." Tiffany sighs as she puts her purse on her lap. "I like that you defend us but you need to be careful."

I start the car up. 

"I don't want you losing your job or getting blacklisted over this shit." She looks over at me. "It's not worth it."

"He was filming your tits." Her eyes widen in surprise. "He wanted a reaction and he got one. He can pay for his own hospital bills, that's the price that he will pay."

I press down on the horn as the paparazzi start taking pictures from the front of the car and I rev the engine. Not giving a fuck, I start driving and I let out a loud cheer as I feel the car run over something.

"Let's hope it's just a camera." Tiffany giggles as she looks ahead.

We arrive at my brother's home in Bel Air, thirty minutes later. Zane recently moved into this fucking mansion and has invited us over for some housewarming party.

I haven't seen the shithead in close to six months so I was game. 

Zane and I have a pretty complex relationship. He see's our cousin, Jason more than he sees me and that's just the way we are. Our relationship has been estranged since our childhood days but we definitely have grown.