Tess Shooting out of bed, I fall onto the floor and scoot backward until my back is against the wall, looking around the room. My heart was pounding, and cold sweat was forming over my body. I can't seem to catch my breath. My body is shaking. I know it was just a dream, but it felt so real. My eyes keep darting around the room, watching for movement. Triple checking that no men with guns were taking Winnie away from me. Ace jumps up from the bed, looking around for the threat that has me panicked. Understanding must have dawned on him because he is sitting in front of me telling me to slow my breathing down. But I just can't. I feel him pull my body to his, and I hear the steady beat of his heart against my ear. I close my eyes and concentrate on that noise, reassuring myself that everything is okay. Breathe in through the nose and out through the mouth. I keep telling myself and only focus on breathing and Ace's heartbeat. Pulling back slightly when the panic subsided, I felt so f
AcePlanning a war along with a shotgun wedding was strange. One minute I was sending people to raid mother's supporters. Next, I perform background checks on different photographers. I needed to get ahead of my mother. I was tired of playing defense, but I knew it was a smart move.Letha has beefed up our security systems and had alerts on specific searched keywords. We were setting traps, and now we hope a rat decides to sneak into a carefully disguised trap set for them. I could only hope that it was that easy. However, the evil cunt that brought us into the world was probably more intelligent than that. We can only hope, in any case.According to King and Jack, Letha was the perfect addition to the team, and I couldn't help but be so pleased by this. I liked Rainbow Brite. She seemed like someone that you would want on your side.Jack has installed the nanny camera for Tess and has now been roped into playing with Winnie. She is obsessed with him and has him watching a unicorn ser
TessToday was my wedding day. It felt like any other day, except I was being pampered. It has been almost a month since we arrived, and everything has changed. We have gotten into a beautiful routine that I never wanted to leave. Ace looked exhausted. He was coming to bed late and up before anyone else even thought to be awake.He was trying his best not to show how much this was taking a toll on his body. Determined to cut his mother out, determined to protect Winnie and me was what was driving him anymore. I worry about how healthy it is for everyone; at least Winnie is delightfully blind to the stress around us.Stress was either the reason for the way my body was feeling, or Ace had gotten his wish. I hope it was just stress. I have been pulled in so many directions lately, and I haven't voiced that I wanted a test because that would give him a sense of hope along with an extra stressor if it were positive. So, for now, I am living in blissful denial of many of life's issues that
AceThis day couldn't get much better than what it currently is. I have got to dance with my mini princess since I promised we would dance while she dresses like a princess. I got her a tiara present for after the pictures were all taken. I paid the guy a little extra to stay and take photos just for Winnie's princess photoshoot.It surprised me that out of all of my siblings, Jack was the one who was connecting the most with Winnie. He seemed to have a bond with her that I was slightly jealous of in a weird way. She was taking small rubber bands and sectioning his hair to stand on its end. Then taking different colored ribbons and attempting to tie them onto the ends. "Make me look like one of your French girls." He said while fluttering his eyelashes."You're so weird," Winnie said, not understanding the reference, thankfully. Queenie sits down next to Winnie, helps her cut ribbons into smaller pieces, and shows her how to tie them better.I look over at Tess, who looks so radiant;
TessMy legs felt like jello; Ace set me on the ground so quickly before he pulled some pants on and ran out of the room. Leaving me standing there dumbfounded and wobbly. Realizing quickly that I am not nearly as good in a crisis, I quickly throw on some sweats and a shirt; I start walking down the hall, putting my robe on before tying it because I don't have time to look for a bra or underwear. I doubt anyone would look at my nipples; if they were, they would have Ace to deal with. However, with how Joker yelled at Ace, I knew it must have been a difficult situation.I hear a loud explosion, and the adrenaline kicks in, pushing me forward. I have to get to Winnie; as I run down the hall, I regret not finding underwear. I can feel Ace's cum running down my leg. Unfortunately, there was no time to second guess my wardrobe selection; someone attacked us, and I had to toughen up.I make it to the living room; Winnie runs into my arms, and my panic briefly calms. I hold her close, kissin
AceThree attacks on the gates, and two are distractions, so we split our teams up. One car bomb at the front gates, one at the south section, and one at the east of the perimeter. Whoever dared to attack us on our home base was suicidal. They wanted us to pull our resources, so we were scattered and disadvantaged.We were all changing into our tactical gear, including our teams. It was a well-oiled machine. Our teams almost seemed gitty as they were getting ready. Everyone was wired and ready for action. Jack was trying to get all the rubber band hair ties out of his hair. Each time he was pulling out his hair and complaining, "Never again! I don't care how cute she is!""Just put a hat on over it! At least we got the ribbons out." King said, rolling his eyes as he put a black ball cap backward on Jack's head. "You know tomorrow if she would smile and bat her eyelashes at you, and you would let her make your hair pink.""No, your wrong! Red, maybe. But no, Pink, absolutely not! I hav
TessThey kept pushing us to go faster as we approached the bottom of the stairs. "Please, just let me hold Winnie. We will move faster that way." I said as we left the stairwell doors. They wanted her easy access to a human shield; I knew that, but it never hurt to play dumb. You could still hear gunfire from the outside, which gave me hope that they would at least let me hold her. Please be okay.We enter the cafeteria, and I see Greta lying on the floor at an unnatural angle with blood under her. I turn to pick up Winnie. I don't care what they say; they need us alive. I pull her to me a second too late, and she screams, "Greta! Mommy, you have to help wake Greta back up." She says as I cuddle her close to my chest, trying to calm our racing hearts. I wanted to get sick but kept pulling air into my lungs instead.I started to take steps that way, knowing I was probably too late to save Greta but wanting to try. "Don't you fucking move that way. Keep going through to the kitchen." H
AceMy rage is boiling under the surface. I am trying so hard not to let it show as Tess, and I make our way to our bedroom. I am so mad at myself for thinking I could protect them; I drastically underestimated my mother. But I know what I need to do, and Tess will significantly dislike it.I shut the bedroom door and pointed to the bathroom, "Go pee on the stick in there. It will help solidify my plan." I know it's the right thing to do. Winnie will be plagued with nightmares. I have to get this place in order; I can't pull my focus anymore. I need them safe, and I can't do that here."Do I get any say in this plan?" She spoke quietly, looking utterly defeated from today; her shoulders were slumped as she looked up at me with such sadness.I shook my head, "I need to discuss it with the others first. Then, I will do what's best to protect you and Winnie."She looks like she wants to argue but then goes into the bathroom and closes the door. When I hear her turn the faucet on to wash