Elliot POV
“Where are you?” I ask as soon as Hazel answers the phone.
“We’re home; why?” she says, and I can tell she is chewing on something, and I take a deep breath. I am so grateful that none of my kids is involved in this life. They all just want to study and have nothing to do with it, and I am here for it.
“I need you all to stay inside, and please, please don’t fight me on this one”, I say, and I can hear Hazel taking a deep breath on the other side.
“I have another call”, she says before she puts me on hold and answers the other call. I swear to god, if it's Killian asking for her to go there, I am going to fucking lose it.
“Babe, I got to go, Killian called. They were attacked”, she says, and I take a deep breath.
“I asked you to sta
Elliot POV“Thank you, dad”, Jasper says, shaking my head. I nod as I watch him walk over to the girl's wife. I can’t believe my oldest son is married. He’s only nineteen, and he is already married. I tried to keep him out of trouble, but trouble found him. His high school sweetheart. He is a man, and he is extremely responsible; it’s not like he is an inconsequent teenager. I don’t even think he was ever a teenager. He was always serious and very responsible towards his siblings and us.“You’re welcome, son. Have you said goodbye to your mother?”, I ask, and he shakes his head. I know that this will be the hardest thing Hazel has ever gone through, watching her firstborn son leave the country to follow his wife’s dream.“Not yet. Eliana is talking to mom”, he says, and I nod. She is not a bad girl. She was always trouble, though, she was a re
Elliot POVLooking in the mirror, I shake my head. I can’t go to the hospital. I can’t stand the smell, and just thinking about it is making my stomach turn. I can’t. I shake my head again, walking away. I walk to the kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee and rest both my hands on the kitchen island, trying to make up my mind. I know Theo will need me there, but he has Kill and Ash. I think I would be more trouble than help if I went there. “Fuck”, I let out, slamming my hands against the cold stone of the kitchen island. Grow a fucking pair and move your ass to that fucking hospital. I put my boots on after drinking my black coffee, and I grab the keys to my Harley. Maybe the cold weather will help me straighten my head and make me realise I am not a child anymore and being scared of a fucking hospital is as useless as putting milk in a coffee.I speed through the streets of New York, avoiding the traffic that is growing bigger because of all the tourists coming for thanksgiving.
Hazel POV“Hey, mom”, I say as I close the door behind me. Mom has been in the hospital for the last three months. I am still trying to figure out a way to pay for the bill because her insurance sure as hell doesn’t cover the stay she needs. “Hello, my love”, she says, smiling. She has a little more colour to her face today. Her eyes scan me as I take my coat off, revealing my waitress uniform. My washed-out yellow dress with the blue apron on top. She scrunches her nose, and I giggle. “I know, mom, but I need the money”, I say before sitting on the edge of her bed. I have always been close to my mom, and having her here is slowly killing me. I would do anything to swap places with her if I could. She used to be the life of the party. She would dance and speak loudly. I miss having her put loud music in the flat and dancing in the middle of the kitchen while she cooked. “How have you been, baby?” she asks as she rests her hand on top of mine, offering me a small smile. We go on an
Elliot POV“How are you feeling sweetheart?”, I ask Everly as soon as she looks at me and smiles. Her eyes are not as shiny as they used to be and I can tell that she is tired as fuck. I bet she is. She just expelled a child out of her body but to be honest, it was way past the time for the little shit to be born, she had given him the eviction notice weeks ago and he wouldn’t budge. “I’m doing okay, just a little tired”, she replies, and I nod my head kissing the top of hers before I look back at Killian that is looking like he could kill someone right now. Just fucking brilliant. What the fuck happened now? Why do I have a feeling that shit hit the fan, and it will be me dealing with whatever it is that happened?“What now?”, I ask as Killian nudges me to go outside. When we are in an empty corridor he takes a deep breath crossing his arms in front of his chest. “You know I wouldn’t ask…”, he starts and I raise an eyebrow eyeing him up, “Okay, I need you to go to Chicago, I need y
Hazel POVAs I arrive in Chicago I know there will be someone waiting for me at the airport. They always send someone to keep an eye on me so I don’t do “anything stupid”, as Pavlov says. I roll my eyes as I see a large bearded man holding a sign with my name. I walk to him and he grabs my carry-on without even looking at me properly or saying anything. “Hello to you too”, I say under my breath as I follow him and there’s another large man outside a Bentley with the door opened. They both signal me to get inside and I do as I am told. I slide into the back seat of the car and I look in awe. This is amazing. I have never been in such an expensive car before. This is absolutely stunning. The seats are covered in leather and it smells new, you know the fresh new car smell. I take a deep breath before the two gorillas get in the car slamming their doors shut. Charming. I sit back and look out of the window while they drive without making a sound. I roll my eyes and decide that annoying
Elliot POV“Mr O’More”, the pilot says as soon as I walk up the steps to the private jet. “Hey, O’Malley”, I say, shaking his hand. He has been our pilot for over ten years now. He is a lovely lad; he keeps to himself and tries to get the girls to do their job without disturbing us. I am not going to lie that sometimes I like I mess with them. I guess we all did, they are all extremely attractive, and I bet Killian and Theo already had their fun with them as well. “Elliot”, One of the girls says as I take my seat and put the seat belt on. I smile at her trying to remember her name but it’s blank. I can’t even remember what letter it begins with. “Hey, doll”, I say as she smiles and moves her fingers lightly up my legs to check on my seat belt. I smile at her, and I can see that her cleavage is bigger than normal. Is she trying to get on with me? Not gonna lie, I won’t mind a little oral play before I land, but I have so much work to do that it’s killing me already.“Can I do anythi
Hazel POV“Come here, darlin’”, I hear a man call out to me. I shake my head slightly, but I walk to him. I know better than to cause a scene in this kind of environment. I know better than to disobey the man in these meetings, they are all dangerous, and although I like to live dangerously, I still like actually to live.I walk to him slowly, and he places both his hands on my hips, making me gag. I close my eyes, trying to avoid a scene of me puking all over him. His hands feel wrong touching me. The cute guy, all of a sudden, stands up with a gun in hand, and I try my best not to gasp in horror. It’s not that I have never seen a gun before, because I have, but no one has ever pointed at someone to defend me. “Our present has arrived, gentleman”, the guy says, and I swallow my tears and the bile that has risen from my stomach into my mouth. “Leave”, he says with the most dangerous tone I have ever heard in my life. His entire body is positioned in the way of power. I nod my head, a
Elliot POV“What’s your name?”, She asks as I watch her. She is comfortable around them. I close my hands into fists inside my pockets as I try to control myself and not pull her away from them and take her to my room. I watch as they behave protectively over her, they are definitely her bodyguard. I just would like to know who she is in their hierarchy. Who she belongs to. I know I am playing a fucking dangerous game.“They know”, I tell her as I notice both men watching her again. As if they are scared she will say or do something incriminating. “I’m Hazel”, she says with the sweetest voice I have ever heard. She looks at me with very ints eyes, and I swear she wants me to stay with them, I know she asked me to join them, but I wouldn’t be able to. I can’t fraternise with the fucking enemy, even though both my mates are married to women from different factions. “Stay out of trouble Hazel, I might not always be around”, I say, I walk away before she even has time to reply. I decide