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Chapter Twelve Jamie Roman and I walk into his study and find my father sitting at the large meeting table. There are five very large men joining him, men I don’t remember ever seeing around. I can only assume they are the men that Roman invited to the meeting, the men my father mentioned should be here. They stare at me curiously as we approach the table, and Roman pulls out a chair for me to take a seat. As soon as I sit down, he pushes my chair back in and then takes his seat next to me at the head of the table. “Thanks for coming everyone, we have a lot to discuss, but first I want to formally introduce you to James' daughter, Jamie Stone. Jamie, this Is Danil, he is my second in command.” He nods his head in acknowledgment but doesn’t say a word, he’s honestly beyond terrifying. Every single thing on the man was pure muscle, his brown hair just as long as mine, going all the way down to his shoulders, and he had scars covering his face, but
Chapter Thirteen Marcel I wake up to a familiar soothing voice, a voice I have been waiting to hear for a whole year. She’s leaning over me, her black hair falling over her cheeks. And her green eyes pierced into my soul. I bring my hand up to her cheek, and softly glide my fingers across her soft skin. “I’m leaving now Marcel.” She says to me, making me immediately sit up, and pull her toward me. “I’m sorry, please don’t leave me, I need you,” I tell her but before I know it, she fades away right before my eyes with a slight echo of goodbye from somewhere in the now empty room. And then as if the pain of losing her again isn’t enough, I then start to feel a burn in my chest, I extend my hand and feel where the burning sensation is coming from, and feel something wet. When I pull my hand back to inspect the liquid, I discover its blood, a lot of blood. Who did this to me?” I ask myself, and then look around the room but find no one that could have attacked me. I try to yell
In Love With VengeanceBy: Kyndra DanielleBook Two Chapter One One Year Ago
Chapter Two One year Later Jamie“I swear I’m going to beat your ass one day, little bro!” I declare to Josh, as sweat beads down my face, he lends me his hand with a roll of his eyes to help me from the cold mat on the ground. This is t
Chapter Three JamieI wake up to the sound of a soft knock on the door, it’s so soft that I am surprised I even woke up to it. “Who is it?” I ask softly. But there is no response, so I pull the white comforter off of me, and swing my legs out of bed. I realize I am wearing nothing but a silky white nightgown, which confuses me because I vividly remember putting on my fuzzy pajama pants with little elephants on them, and a tank top.When I finally
Chapter FourMarcellusHer fake, red fingernails are digging into my back as she breathes into my neck with the smell of liquor on her breath.“Oh, Marcel.” She hisses into my ear, making me want to tape her mouth shut. But instead of taking such an aggressive approach I sit up from atop her, and turn her over forcefully making a sickening giggle escape her smeared Red lips.Ignoring any sounds she makes as best as I can, I slam myself into her from behind, focusing on nothing but the pleasure her surprisingly tight entrance gives my pulsating length. My eyes close, and my head goes back in absolute bliss, sex feels so fucking good, and it pays to have a bitch that doesn’t mind me smashing into her at full force every thrust. I can easily block out her annoying cries of fake pleasure with my thoughts, and it works out quite well, enabling me to let off steam.A knock sounds at the door, interrupting my internal shiel
Chapter FiveJamieWalking into the front door of the villa is like walking into Catherine’s palace where the Romanov family lived, it most certainly looks as if royalty lives here with it’s red painted walls and gold colored trim. As soon as you walk in, there is a large, wide set of stairs with a red carpet, and golden colored railings. The outside looks very modern, but walking in feels like I have been set back in time with the Crystal chandelier sitting above the center of the stairs. The decorative candle sticks sitting on either side of the railings, and marbled checkered red and white floors. It’s absolutely magnificent, I feel like I am visiting a King in the mid 1800’s.“I know it’s a little behind the times. My father liked it that way, and I've never cared to change anything about it.” He says, looking a little lost as he examined the home, as his men come in from behind taking our bags up the stair
Chapter SixJamieJab! Jab! Jab! Jab! Kick! Jab! Jab! Jab! Jab! Jab! Kick!Over and over again I hit the punching bag with all my strength, I have been going at it for hours, it seems like, trying to clear my head of all the thoughts that are flying like little miniature jets all throughout my head.I am starting to exhaust myself but I can’t rest, if I rest it will give me time to ponder those thoughts and I don’t know if I want to