Presley stood staring at the water lapping gently on the shore. It was quite possibly the calmest the sea had been since she arrived. It mocked her. While everything seemed right in nature, her entire world was imploding all around her.“Say something,” Cruz said from beside her, standing close enough she could feel the heat from his body and yet it felt like the entire world was between them. “Tell me you don’t think I’m a pervert for wanting you when you were seventeen or nineteen or twenty-one. Tell me you’re not going to leave me before we’ve even really gotten started.”She remained quietly watching the shoreline, the echoes of people laughing as they strolled the pathway between her patio and the beach, straining her ears.“Presley,” he stepped closer, his fingers reaching to grip her baby finger, “Ladybird, talk to me.”“Was it a prank?”“What?”“When you called your friend to offer the job, was it a prank?”“What do you mean a prank?”“My entire life, or at least from the time
Presley saw the way his eyes widened, his pupils dilating and his breath hitching as he rested his forehead against hers and exhaled quietly.“Do you mean it?”“I do.”“Thank you, God.” He whispered quietly.“I’m still really angry, Cruz.”“I know you are. You have every right to be. I promise, I’ll make it up to you.”She stared into his eyes and then admitted, “I wouldn’t have married him.”“What?”“If he would have proposed, I would have said no.”“Why? You loved him.”“I did. I loved him a lot but,” she felt mean for saying it, “his mother was a third wheel in our relationship. I was with him for almost four years, and I never introduced him to my parents as anything more than a friend and told him Daddy threatened to cut off my tuition if I got a boyfriend during college, which was true, but he said it as a joke.”“Your father said that?”She nodded, “So at first, we were only hooking up, but he got serious faster than I did. Then we decided third year we were going to room toget
Presley was wrapped up in Cruz’s arms at her suggestion of them making up when a knock on the door made them both groan again.“Seriously. Our friends are not kind.” Cruz complained as he moved to look through the peephole and then froze. He looked at Presley and put his finger to his lips shaking his head.“What?” she mouthed at him.He looked to the patio as if contemplating opening the curtains and going out of the room via the wall Algernon and her brother climbed earlier in the week. He grabbed his phone and sent a text to his security team, showing her, he asked them to come immediately. He took Presley by the hand and pulled her into the bathroom when a second knock at the door was harder than the first.He whispered, “it’s Liborio himself. He’s at the door. My security team is not on the floor, and I don’t even know if they’re in the building. Christ, I don’t usually travel with a huge team because I’m pretty low profile most of the time. I’m a single guy who doesn’t date and
Presley stared at the man in front of her while her heart pounded against her ribcage with enough force, she was sure it was visible. How could someone as evil as this exist in real life?“I don’t want to have your babies. I certainly don’t want to have children and then never see them again. This is cruel.”“I’m not known to be kind.”“How do I know you won’t simply kill me or my family even if I agree?”“I’m a man of my word.”“How many times does your word get changed?”He gave a slight tilt of his head in acknowledgement of her question, “you’re asking me if I change my mind?”“Yes.”“It’s happened a time or two. However, I’ve signed a written agreement with your brother to wipe out his debt, which include a blood oath he took with one of my soldiers to not miss a payment. Our agreement means his mother and father don’t die and you become mine to do with as I please.”“Your soldiers,” she shot a look at the one in the room holding his weapon at his side, “were talking outside earl
Presley stared at Cruz while he paced the room frantically.“It’s insane.”The first words he’d spoken since she’d explained why she asked for tinned fish were not the most comforting of words, but she understood why he was, quite frankly, panicking.“So crazy it might work?” she asked with hope.“No. I mean you are ready to rival Ramona for crazy chick of the year. And the award goes to,” he waved at her as if presenting a trophy.“Nice. There is no need to be rude.”“You want to prank a mafia don!” he snapped at her. “I said to use your creative mind to come up with a plan to get us out of this shit Odin dragged us into and instead you want to prank him?”“Yes.”“No.”“Yes.”“With tinned fish?”“Among other things.”“Such as?”“My mind is running now,” she bounced in the bed happily. “First I’ll make the fishy perfume so when I ask him to take me to dinner tomorrow night, I smell like my coochie has rotted.”“Yeah, we’ve been over this one,” he shook his head. “I don’t want you goin
She knew Cruz was likely going to strangle her when he realized she’d slipped out of the room while he slept but at this point, she was preferring his rage over the rage of Liborio Bartoli. She needed to figure this out before the other man started killing her family.It was not even six in the morning, but she had zero regrets about banging on Sloane and Halima’s door, especially when Sloane was the person, she needed most in this moment.The door pulled open, and her friend stood there with bloodshot eyes, hair in the messiest bun ever and a sleep crease down the side of her face.“You look awful.”“I forgot how bad Halima snores and worse, I forgot she gets up at five to do yoga, regardless of the time zone. She’s on the patio.” Sloane pointed to where Halima was stretching outside. “Who does that shit?” Sloane groaned and crawled back into bed and whimpered, “I’m so fucking tired.”“Yes, well you don’t have time to be tired. Liborio Bartoli came to my room last night and threatene
Entering the room after her chat with the girls, she immediately noted Cruz was not there. Considering she’d snuck out on him while he slept without leaving him a note, she knew she didn’t have an argument to win by his disappearance. Yet disappointment coursed through her veins he wasn’t there to talk to about the things she planned for the day.Deciding to take a quick shower in the hopes he’d be back by the time she was done, she gathered her belongings and made her way into the bathroom. She left the door open so she could hear him if he came back and acknowledged it was kind of funny to think of how much she fought him on the door and now she was not even using it.All her ideas were running through her brain at a pace she could barely keep up with. The more absurd the idea, the more she was leaning into it. She knew at some point she was going to have to face reality but this pretending she was in control, acting like she was taking charge was making her less fearful of the real
Presley left the dining room aware Cruz, and her father were furious with her for walking away and her mother was sitting helplessly caught in the middle.However, as if she’d conjured him with her last comment, she noted Liborio Bartoli exiting the elevator. The urge to duck under the reception desk hit her hard but he’d made eye contact with her, and she knew there was no escaping.“Good morning, Presley. You look lovely this morning.”“What’s so good about it, Mr. Bartoli? I’m having a rather bad day. Couple of days actually.”“Well, would you care to join me?”“In what?”“Breakfast.” He gave her a half smile. “I’m not keen on eating here at the resort but there is a lovely bistro not far from here. Come. Let’s go drink rich coffee, eat fresh baguettes and delicious cured meats. You will love it.”“Do you have our rooms bugged?” she blurted the question out before she could stop herself.He chuckled at her blunt question, “what do you think, Presley?” He leaned closer to her and wh
“Do you Cruz Henry Hawley take Presley Marie Brookmore to be your lawfully wedded wife?”The preachers words droned on as Presley sobbed through the vows playing on the screen in front of her. It had been eighteen months since she and Cruz married in a huge ceremony with nearly two hundred people in attendance. Cruz swore he didn’t know ninety percent of their guests, but she didn’t care. She wore the big princess gown, a tiara encrusted with real diamonds and felt like queen for the day.She looked to the eight-month-old baby in her arms staring at her while she nursed, and the blue eyes were fixed on her face. She cuddled the baby, sniffing, “do you see, little Genevieve how much Daddy loved Mommy on our wedding day? He was even crying. Look, there are tears on his face as he promises to love me forever. Liar.”The sound of Cruz’s footsteps coming up behind her on the sofa as he put a glass of special tea on the side table made Presley’s chin lift up proudly.“Ladybird, you’re being
Curled up on the sofa with the kitten in her hand, Presley knew today was probably the hardest day she’d ever spent in her life. Giving her parents ultimatums hurt almost as much as realizing she actually needed to do it.Cruz set a cup of tea on the side table next to her and sat down beside her. “Are you okay?” Pushing a strand of hair off her cheek to tuck behind her ear, he stared sadly at her. “I know today was hard.”“It really sucked, Cruz.”“I know.” He watched her stroking the kitten on her lap who was purring loudly. “She loves you.”“She is such a cuddle bug.”“She is.” He agreed.“Why couldn’t I have been born in a normal family where people actually cared for me? What was wrong with me they couldn’t simply do what parents do, or brothers do and just love me?”The words fell from her lips before she could stop them, and they were quickly followed by a choking sob as she stuffed her fist against her lips and squeezed her eyes shut.“Hey,” he pulled her and the kitten straig
Entering her parents’ home, with Cruz holding her hand, Presley felt incredibly nervous. She’d asked them, along with Marsha to meet here to talk. Marsha’s car was in the yard, already arriving ahead of her and she knew it was because the woman wanted to know if there was an update on Odin.She followed the quiet sounds of chatter into the living room, Cruz’s presence a wordless support for the confrontation she knew was about to happen. The only way she could move forward with her life, and having her parents in it, especially her father, was for them to understand she wasn’t letting them give Odin a clear berth any longer to do the shit he’d been doing since her birth.“There she is,” Scarlett was up on her feet the minute she caught movement in the doorway and moved to hug Presley. She squeezed her tight. “I missed you. I used to see you several times a week and it feels like I’ve only seen you a couple of times in the last month or so.” She cupped Presley’s cheeks, “you look tired
Cruz left the room with Presley and Anderson, unsure who he was feeling more concerned about. Both of the people he loved most in the world were hurting and he wasn’t sure who needed his help more.Presley slipped her hand into his and leaned her head against his shoulder and twisted her lips sideways. He recognized the expression as one she made when she was struggling with what to say and was thinking about her next words.Anderson though, walking on the other side of him was unusually stoic, nothing to say and pensive. His features were schooled into a mask Cruz never saw on his friend before and it was causing Cruz to be very worried for whatever thoughts were going on in his head.“Did I make a mistake?” Presley suddenly blurted out.“You think he should have been set free?” Anderson finally spoke with a raised eyebrow.“No.”The impact of her words made Anderson stumble and Cruz’s feet come to a grinding halt.“Presley! He’s your brother. He said he was sorry.”“I don’t know if
Presley stood outside the room where Odin was being detained for a long time simply staring at the door. Cruz, Anderson and Belkin stood with her, saying nothing but supporting her quietly with their presence.“I don’t know if I can do this.”“You’ve confronted him many times over the years, Ladybird,” Cruz said quietly as he rested his hand on her shoulder. “Hell, you confronted him twice in France. There isn’t much more he can tell you today he’s not already told you.”“Did he say anything when you picked him up?”“Nothing. He’s been silent. Not a word.” Belkin shook his head. “We made sure his medical treatment continued until he was brought here. There was a physician and two nurses and a physiatrist who worked with him in the ship’s medical bay. He’s still got a long way to go after the damage Liborio caused to him however he’s in pretty damn good physical condition compared to when you last saw him. He’s breathing on his own now.”“How can I hate and love someone so much at the
Entering the holding cell where Estrella was being detained was meant to prepare Presley for being strong when she entered Odin’s space. It was Rami and Belkin’s idea. She wasn’t prepared though to see Belkin in the room as well and the difference in the man in front of her compared to the one she knew very well was causing her footsteps to falter.He was what the movies portrayed the evil villain in a psychological thriller would look like. In her opinion this man, this version of Belkin in front of her, if she’d met him before the one who rescued her, she would have been pissing in her boots. He was scarier than Liborio ever was to her. It was clear Estrella was feeling the same way, despite her earlier introduction to him on the ship. The playful yet angry man from the day Presley was rescued was nothing like the one here.“Good morning,” Presley nodded at him. “Belkin, I see you and the Mechanic have made yourselves comfortable and my guest quite uncomfortable.” Presley pulled a c
Three weeks later, Presley was sitting in her office at the casino while Sloane and Halima were staring out the massive wall of windows behind her back looking down at the city.“This is a dope office.” Halima said. “No wonder you took it over right from day one. It’s stunning up here.”“I feel like the world’s biggest imposter. I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. Last night I was asked to authorize a fifty-million-dollar bankroll for some prince from Europe and all I could think was who has this kind of money to throw on a poker game.”“Did you authorize it?”“Yes and the idiot lost thirty million dollars. According to Belkin, he’ll probably come back tonight to try to recoup it.”The door to her office burst open and Mina came storming in, her face flushed bright red, and she leaned over Presley’s desk huffing angrily, “your brother is a nightmare.”“My brother, Rami or the biological monstrosity?”“Rami!” she was stomping her feet furiously. “The other one isn’t your brother. DNA d
Entering Cruz’s condo at the end of her day, Presley was struggling with the emotions she was feeling.It shouldn’t hurt.After all this time, years since her relationship with the person she knew as Noah, Shae as they preferred now to be known, was over, she should not be feeling the sting of their betrayal as much as it was. It hurt. It hurt so much to know the person she’d once loved could be intimate with someone else while they’d been together. The fact it was her own brother was causing the ache to turn into a weird agonizing pain.It shouldn’t have hurt, but it did.When they were together, Presley admitted she’d always been insecure. Always knowing it was their mother who pushed them together, something Shae always joked about, she’d always questioned the devotion as being real. Now, she was convinced it wasn’t and to know her love was one-sided felt like a punch to the stomach.For her part, in hindsight, she knew Shae wasn’t the one for her but to cheat on her with her own b
Wandering through the casino she now owned, Presley was trying to get a feel for the way people gravitated to the flash and noise of the scene.She couldn’t understand it at all. Perhaps because she’d never felt a desperate need to make ends meet or to find a quick way to make cash, the appeal to throw money into a machine in hopes of a jackpot never appealed to her. There was more than one person sitting at the slot machines who were greasy-haired and reeking of desperation. It reminded her she was better off than most for the entirety of her life. Now, though, she was far wealthier than any of these people at the machines would dream of being even if they hit it right and won a jackpot.She didn’t deserve any of it.She was taking it though. Presley lifted her chin defiantly. If for no other reason than to thumb her nose at the man who thought he’d be able to convince her to be his wife and steal her life from her, she was taking what she knew he never intended to hand over so soon.