Trayton DeCarlo is the town's most sought after playboy that is set to break your heart the minute you find yourself on his side. He does not play by the rules; his game is the only one that you shall play. But he does not hold a normal job; he is the best in the business, the best sniper if you are seeking one. In enters Ava Brown, a girl that has had to settle for the less finer things in life. Her path crosses with Trayton one night at a club that they frequent. She captivates him from the first moment he sets his eyes on her. She is unlike any of the girls that he keeps company with But there is more to what the eye sees; Ava is hiding a secret that will destroy her if it should ever come to the surface. Trayton cannot let this go; he hunts down who she really is, and as feared, her past comes back to haunt her. What will Trayton do to save her from this horror? Will he be able to prove himself to her?
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Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Dancing With Fate.Dancing With Fate was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form.The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended.Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Trayton speaks, the format will be as this: Trayton ~ “Are you dumb asses ready to go?”)Full adaptation is dependent on the popularity of the Interactive Story.
Let me know what you think, of Dancing With Fate.Happy reading, Tatum Whispers********************
There is a lot to say about a man that has it all. A man that has it all does not ask; he takes. He does not want; he demands. He has the right to everything before it is even given to him. He never has to choose, and he never has to wait. He works hard but plays even harder. He lives on the edge; there is nothing that he fears. He dominates everything and everybody. He is a god in his world.
But does one say about such a man? Well, that you may ask me for I believe I firmly am. My name is Trayton DeCarlo, and I am the god that rules this city.
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It is yet another morning after a busy night, and when I say busy, it is between which girl we find ourselves. Yes, we are vain, but when you have it, man, you better use it.
So as the sun comes shining through the kitchen window, we find ourselves having a late cup of coffee discussing what we shall be doing later this evening. Now even saying that is a stupid thing to say, for we shall dominate our playground yet again.
Now I have known Joseph and Dominic since before we could even stick our tongue down a girl’s thong. We do almost everything together, from running my operations to sharing our girls, just not at the same time, though. We are not sick fucks; we are just ambitious.
After another couple of hours of just lazing around, we finally get ready to head out.
“Are you dumb asses ready to go?” I say as I make my way to the door. “Don’t want all the best girls taken."
“If there ever were a man whore then it would be you,” Dominic says as he comes to walk past me. “And anyway, we are going to share them later anyway, so don’t waste your time.”
Then Joseph turns to me with the same stupid smirk he gets on his face every night at this exact time. “So what are we doing? Blondes or brunettes?”
“Like that is even a question to ask, I don’t give a fuck; I only want to get laid.”
But there is this part of me that wants to get myself a decent girl tonight. Well, that is just to have sex. I do not do seconds or thirds; sometimes, I do not even do thirds. I might be able to get whatever I want, but I also do not want to waste my time. You have to work to get a night with me.
…Ava POV…
I cannot believe that Emma is dragging me into this tonight. I know I said that I shall do anything for her, but this is pushing the line. It is not that I do not like going to the club, but it is the reason that she wants to go there that makes me sick. There are far better and way decent guys out there, not as she calls them, The Boys.
So I am sitting through a dreadful round of changing into one tight dress into the other. After the fifth dress, I have had about had enough of it.
“Emma get your ass going; Michael said we must be there early so that he can sneak us into VIP.”
“Can you relax? I am almost done.”
Then she turns to me with some wicked smile on her face.
“I hope that you are going to get laid. All that built-up tension is making you a grumpy hag.”
“Just shut up, and let's go.”
…Trayton POV…
So as we enter the club, we are met by the one ugly girl to the other. Now ugly is one thing that I do not do, not even when I feel a slight bit desperate. But the night is still young; it is only yet to but improves. So we head upstairs to the VIP section.
This here, this is my playground. This is where I rule. No other man dare to dangle his fingers in what is mine.
Then Joseph comes up with what he considers as a far better idea, “I think we should go to the strip joint.
I nearly topple over from laughter at hearing his words, and I feel to remind, “Jo, those girls are not so easy. And I don’t think any of them would fuck you even if you paid them.”
“Just for that, I am going to take your girl.”
Then Dominic steps in, clearly looking frustrated, “Can we not talk about something else apart from sex.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know, just get your minds out the gutter for just a minute.”
I patiently wait and count one minute off.
“Minute is up.”
…Ava POV…
She is going to drive me insane with these damn three male whores. I don’t know why she is so set on fucking them. They are probably all worn out from the rate that they are going at. If she thinks that I am coming near one of them, then she is sadly mistaken. It is like she has lost all self-respect for herself, but this is Emma; once she has an idea in her head, then there is no stopping her.
“Emma, you know you look trashy in that dress?”
“How do you expect me to land Tray and his boys.”
“Oh, are you on a nickname basis now? You have not even met the assholes yet.”
“If I did not love you like a sister, then I would have bitch slapped you by now.”
“Whatever, my dear. Now plumps your boobs. We are here.”
And much to my disgust, we are not even properly through the door yet; then the very exact thing happens that I wish would not. After all, it is why we are here and why I am dressed like a tart.
“I think your boy toys have just noticed you. They are drooling like a pack of wolves. I bet you they are already deciding what they are going to do with us.”
“Ava, just let your hair loose.”
“I ain't letting anything with these boys. So tell me, which one are you taking?”
“Oh, honey, they decide that for you.”
“God, that is sick.”
…Trayton POV…
Just then, we see two hotties coming up the stairs. The one girl completely knocks my breath away, and believe me; I don’t get knocked that easily. Her long locks of brown hair lay over her shoulders like a waterfall. The tightness of her dress folds perfectly around her curves. She has long, slender legs, but god, it is not the legs; it is the red stilettos that holds them up.
I must have this girl. She is not hot; she is exquisite. I am getting an uncomfortable bulge in my pants just looking at her. The things I would do to that sweet ass of hers. She is the type of girl you can get lost in. I need to be careful about how I approach her; something gives me the idea that she is not like these other girls.
So as she comes to stand in front of us, I lose all my ability to speak. I watch as Dominic and Joseph continue to flirt with them. But I cannot help to chuckle as she takes Dominic on.
“Tell me, Emma, is your friend always so rude?”
But she does not give this Emma time to answer, for she immediately jumps in, “Only when I am talking to an asshole like you.”
“You are quite feisty; Tray likes that; he likes a challenge.”
“I am not a fucking challenge.”
This damn girl is driving me crazy just listening to her. But I want to speak to her. What the hell is wrong with me? Why can’t I speak? Then finally, after a couple of stutters, I turn to her.
“Ava, he is just being as rude as always.”
“Oh, look, you can speak. At least you have not called me a piece of meat yet.”
“I would never call you a piece of meat.”
“Bullshit!”
She is so damn sexy; I love how she does not take any shit. Yes, she is definitely going to be a challenge. I know that I will not have her tonight, and I would gladly settle for that. I want to get to know this girl.
But it still does not mean that I can not ask her over.
“So what do your girls say? Do you want to come over tonight?”
“I am not a girl, and there is no way I am leaving Emma alone with you three perverts.”
And then something strange happens to me; I get all excited that she is coming home with me even though I know nothing shall happen tonight. I don’t feel excitement; I feel lust and craving, but never excitement. I am treading on dangerous ground.
“So,” she starts. “I did not take you for the quiet kind.”
“Think it is just you that have that effect on me.”
“Is that your idea of a pickup line?”
“No, but is it working?”
“Please don’t waste your breath; I am immune to bullshit.”
“I must warn you that I always get what I want.”
“This time, you won’t.”
I pause for one brief moment, and as I move closer to her, I take her hand gently into mine.
“Tell me one thing, Ava. Do you believe in fate?”
“I believe people like you buy their happiness while people like me wait for fate to bring us happiness.”
In front of me is my wife for little less than two hours now, there is tears that are dropping like waterfalls down her cheeks. She is deeply pained and I understand it, she is being faced with me going away for a very long time and leaving her and the baby bugs alone. If I was the old Trayton, then I would say what the fuck I will go do the time. But no, this is my life, for once I am really truly happy and now it is threatened to be taken away.The way I see it, we have three options here. I either go to jail and see my baby bugs when they are teenagers, or I kill someone else to hide away who we killed now, or someone else takes the fall. Which three of thes
This must be an awful nightmare. Am I seriously getting arrested at my own wedding? Someone better kick me and tell me this is one fucked up joke. I can seriously not be getting arrested at my own wedding. Who did I murder? Stupid question, more like which one I did murder. How would they even know?But I am afraid it is not a joke because they are coming closer and they sure do have a set of handcuffs in their hand. There is a damn room full of assassins and mafia bosses, why the fuck can't they arrest one of them. Ava is going to kill me even before I get locked up.But hey, maybe I should act dumb and they will think they have the wrong man.Trayton ~”Sorry but you need to repeat that.”Samuel Burns ~”We said you are under arrest Mr DeCarlo.”Trayton ~”You do see that I am busy
Loosing something you never had might sound easy but it is hard to let go if you knew that it could have been something good.Ava will never know what it would feel like to have a brother again. Is she hurting? More than she will ever admit. What gives her comfort is to be reunited with the rest of her family.Her sister has just presented us with a letter that Adam wrote before the dreadful tragedy. Ava e
There is a lot that you can say about a man that has it all. Some of it was good and some of it was bad. A man that had it all did not have to ask, he took. He did not want, but demanded. He had the right to everything before it was even given. He never had to choose, he never had to wait. He worked hard and played even harder. He lived on the edge, there was nothing he feared. He dominated everything and everybody. He was a god in his world.That was Trayton DeCarlo.
I can still remember that day she proposed to me. But let’s not forget about my failed attempt to propose to her. Or should we maybe say our poor attempts to go out for dinner. We both did not know much about love, how to do it and how to act it. We both know we felt it but were too scared to even say it. If I recall I had that little habit of telling her in her sleep. Well look at us now. We don't doubt our love, we are just not sure when to unite it.Trayton ~”Baby girl I think I have had a few tiny little heart attacks. Please let a man out of his misery.”
I have never been one to overlook small details. After all it is small details that can get you in a heap of trouble. The kind of trouble we find ourselves in. But then how would you know if somebody else was following the one that is following you. That just makes it pure coincidence, something you can never expect.There is no time to think of what we could have done better now. All we need to do is get ourselves out of this mess.
With every choice you make in life there comes that moment where you have the time stop and think if this is really what you want to do. That split second that will determine between what is right or what is wrong. That moment that will define who you are and the path your life is going to take.If there is any time then now is the right time to pull out of this. I can pull the plug and we can drive this car home. But I would also be disappointing a friend, a brother but most importantly one mean ass mafia boss. Do I want to secure a future of wealth and no need to want for my family or do I want to create a life of fear and constantly running and hiding in corners?I need to decide because I either finish this sentence or take a man's life or I drive off and hope I get home before Jackson comes after me.Anthony ~”Sorry Trayton but I did not hear that.”
How far are you willing to go for a friend? A friend that is like a brother but a friend that is also your boss, the Mafia Boss, Jackson D'Angelo.If there is something I have learned in all these years then it is never to cross Jackson. If you cross him it better be in a good way. There is one thing you just don't do and that is piss the biggest boss in the business off.My first job for him is simple, take his underboss out and then I will take his place. But that is not the sole reason, Anthony burst through and when I say burst through, he literally kicked the bathroom door down one day while Jackson and Kayley were fighting. And now Kayley, the bad ass Mafia Queen wants him gone.But this would not be happening if Anthony was still with his girl Danny. See Danny just had her own little baby boy. They all thought that it was Anthony's but in one hot as argument it came out th
Today is the big day, it is one of those days, one of those moments that you just know is going to change your life forever. Change does not come easy, I have never been known as someone that sits well with change. It is not that I don't embrace it, it is just one of my least pleasurable experiences.The entire house is a buzz this morning. My mom is desperately running after an overexcited Ava to calm her down. The boys are all in the kitchen having their coffee, not the least bit fazed by all the commotion in the house. And me, I am trying to be useful somewhere but not succeeding.
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