One stupid, drunken mistake can set your whole life on fire.

That thought hit me like a slap before my eyes were even open as I struggled to sit on my butt while ruffling the sheets.

My head was spinning, my mouth dry as dust, and my body tangled in sheets that weren’t mine.

I knew immediately from the scent that hit my nostrils while the inside of my head drummed like I was about going insane.

What the hell did I drink last night? Apple juice. No one told me apple juice had a substantial amount of alcohol in them.

It's not supposed to, though.

Then I turned and my hands landed on something hard, something strong yet warm.

My hands fondled it a bit as I tried to figure out what the hell it was while I forced my eyes open.

Voss.

Sprawled across the pillow, face half buried, golden morning light painting him in a softness he didn’t deserve. His bare shoulder rose and fell with each steady breath, so peaceful, so damn unaware.

My sister’s fiancee.

And what I was straddling with my hands, was his dick. My eyes widened as the world stopped for a second when his eyes shot open and I gasped.

My hands were still on his hard erection, I was too stunned to say a word or react.

God.

I felt like I might be sick.

What the hell did we do last night? And worse, what the hell was I going to do now?

“What the hell, Saskia? What are you doing here?” He questioned and the door burst open while he slapped my hands away.

My eyes went to the door quick enough to watch my sister's face contort from excitement to surprise, then confusion and then lastly, pain.

“Kia…what…what's going on?” Hildie drew out as tears welled up in her eyes and I stood up abruptly, wrapping the sheets over my bare chest.

“Hildie, please, please listen to me. I don't know what is going on but this seems to be one huge misunderstanding. I…” I trailed off when I realized my parents were standing right behind her.

Shit! I'm fucked!

What happened though? How did I get in Voss’s bed? I'm sure nothing happened because I didn't feel sore underneath. I mean, I was still pure but even I knew I was supposed to feel some kind of way if I had given my V card to my sister's fiancee while drunk.

“Mom, dad. Please, you have to believe me. I know it sounds impossible to believe but you really have to believe me. I don't even know how I ended up here.” I pleaded, staring at my sister with plea in my eyes.

I moved closer and tried to hold her hands but she sent a slap right to my face.

“Saskia, you're my sister! But all this time, while pretending to be in support of me, all you've thought of was how to get in my fiance's bed?” She yelled and I shut my mouth immediately.

No explanation would make sense.

Nothing.

“Hildie…mom, please. You know I'm not like that.” My dad spun around and walked away without a word while my mum just shook her head in shock and disappointment.

“Mum please, wait. Listen to me, you can't think I'm lying too. Someone set me up. I was drugged.” I begged, running to my mum but she pushed me out of her embrace and walked out.

I'm doomed.

My family doesn't believe that I was set up. Voss looks like he's taking his moment to recollect but failing.

Both of his hands were on his head with his eyes shut.

Tears streamed out of my eyes as I watched my sister's heart shatter because of me.

She was supposed to get married to him in two days.

What have you done, Saskia?

“Hildie, i..” He started, getting to his feet and slumping back on the bed, hitting his head frame and Hildie immediately rushed over to him.

“Saskia, did you drug him?” She questioned in disbelief and my mouth fell open in horror.

“This is a mistake. Ask your fiancee, he would tell you nothing happened, I was set up! I was drugged as well.” I half yelled, choking on my own tears as Voss still struggled to open his eyes.

“Yet Voss is the one who can't even open his eyes and reeks of drugs. But you were clear headed enough to be giving him a handjob when I walked in.” She snapped, throwing a glass vase and it landed right next to me.

Missing me by just a few inches and I gasped.

“I…I…” I had no words so I did the next sane thing and bolted out of the room to check the cameras.

We all had just a mini feast, just family and staff in our house here so how did this come to be?

I checked the cameras over and over again and all it showed was me walking up to Voss' room myself.

This had been doctored. I hadn't remembered this but I knew that the idea of sleeping with my sister's fiancee had never crossed my mind.

I swallowed hard, hoping by some miracle that the ground would open and swallow me somehow.

“Saskia.” Dad's voice thundered and I yelped, jumping to my feet.

Why is he calling? Have they seen this footage that only confirms the lie that was going on? Or did they find proof that I was innocent.

“Saskia, get down here right now.” I swallowed hard, shivering as I walked down to the living room.

Mom, Dad, Voss and Hildie, they were all present.

Hildie’s eyes had swollen more than normal. It surely looks like she's about fainting with the way she was looking pale.

I stood at the doorway for a bit before dragging my feet inside.

“I bet you really planned your little move quite nicely.” Voss snarled, while dad tossed his phone over to me and I caught it.

I looked at the screen and it was articles.

Of me and Voss, in bed, here in the mansion.

“How…How?” I stuttered, lips quivering.

“Are you still going to deny you planned this?” Hildie cried and I opened my mouth to say something.

“You already made your move, Saskia but don't think you'll get out of this free. Due to both of our businesses being on the line with this kind of scandal, I proposed contract marriage between you and Voss. He'll marry you and once the scandal dies down, he'll trash you.” Dad vomited and I gasped as the color drained from my face.

“No, no. I—”

“Bet that's what you wanted anyways.” Hildie hissed as she stormed out of the room while Voss's eyes remained on me like a predator. He looked like he was going to strangle me alive.

I'm doomed.