Mag-log inThe ride back to the apartment was unusually quiet.Nat kept the music low, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel as the city lights blurred past the windows."You've been smiling for the last ten minutes," he finally said."I have not.""You definitely have."I rolled my eyes, trying and failing to hide the grin tugging at my lips."It was... different.""Good different?"I stared out the window."I don't know."Nat laughed softly."That's the most confusing answer I've ever heard.""Because it is confusing."He nodded as if he understood."I think you're comparing two completely different people."Maybe he was right.Javier had been confident, experienced, effortless. There had never been a moment where he hesitated.Liam...Liam overthought everything.He could spend an hour deciding where we should eat dinner and another apologizing if he thought he'd upset me. He remembered tiny details I had forgotten telling him. He always noticed when I was tired before I admitted it.
"What was so special about me?" I ask, leaning back against the table as I wait for his answer.He pauses for a moment, pulling on his clothes before letting out a quiet sigh."I don't really know," he admits. "You're mature for your age, but there's still something youthful about you. You're smart. You're not fragile. And you're not scared."I raise an eyebrow."I get scared.""Sometimes," he says with a small smile. "But when it matters, you don't run. You get nervous, sure, but you're always prepared."A smile tugs at my lips, though he doesn't notice. He's too busy reaching for his turtleneck."I see why Liam likes you so much."The mention of Liam makes guilt twist in my stomach."Sorry about that again..."He waves the apology away."Don't be. It was interesting."I laugh softly and begin fixing my dress."So you'd maybe want to do this another time?"His footsteps move closer."Sure."I feel him gently zip up my dress."I won't be in New York as often," he continues, "but whene
I heard the door open, but I'm a bit taken back by who enters. Liam closes it behind him and comes over to me."Hey love." He grins."Hi...""Are you ok? I saw you absolutely owning my father." He jokes."Yeah I'm all good."He walks over and holds onto my hands in my lap."So, how does it feel to be fucking the Boss of the Italian mob?"I smile and look up at him. He has that look in his eyes. Surely enough, he kisses me intensely.I guess he doesn't know that Javier will be here any second. I try to pull away, but of course he doesn't let me. The door opens before I can warn him. At least that gets him to stop and turn around."Oh..." Liam mumbles."How long has this been going on?" Javier asks."A long time..." I admit."And when I was at your place?""I fucked her in that boxing ring the second you left." Liam says proudly. I wish he didn't put it like that, but strangely enough, I just want him more."So he knew?" He asks me.I stood up and walk closer to him."I'm sorry if you a
Many people laugh, but I'm just a little confused. I have no idea what he's about to say."But that phrase, it is embedded deeper in our history than you'd think. Julius Caesar...historic Roman born dictator who lead for five years before his assassination in 44 BC. You're probably wondering what this has to do with anything, because of course this was centuries ago... But perfidy, however, has been strategy for just as long."I actually know that word. It means betrayal..."You see, Julius Caesar was stabbed twenty three times by his own senators. You can't even begin to fathom the impression that degree of disloyalty would leave on you, especially on your death bed."Hayes looks at me, stunned, "Have you heard this?" He whispers.I slowly shake my head. I don't have to express how concerned I am for him to tell.I check out the table full of all our friends. Nat is the only one there who isn't impressed.There's just a proud smirk across his face."Of course, Julius Caesar didn't
I arrived on his fucking arm. My hand was rested on his suit jacket while we got beamed with curious eyes. A ballroom filled with hundreds awaited him. The girl on his arm was just a bonus.Each table is assigned to it's respective group, holding eight chairs for them. They're dressed with silky white cloth and elegant decor. Hints of gold make the room feel a lot more exquisite.An elevated stage is set up along the back wall.There's just a microphone on it, but it really doesn't need much else if that's what Liam will be displayed on.Dresses of all sorts of colors and fashions liven up the white. Most are much more beautiful than mine considering I just kept it simple. Of course my body was still taken note of as we entered. I did everything I could not to steal from Liam’s light.Mr. Luca put me at table 4, the one with our alliance leaders. I don't know if he sat me away from all of my friends out of spite, but I don't mind. I was able to have fun at their table beforehand anywa
That almost feels psychotic, but I guess it's just a scary phenomenon they face."Besides, isn't your fault. Nobody will put blame on you because you only own the place on paper. Jared is the face of it all." Nat says."I-I know. It's just the principle of it." I sniff."Are you ok?" Nat asks me.I gently shake my head, causing a tear to tall.He wipes my cheek with his pinky, the only finger not doused in blood. I take a few breaths and calm down."Where are we even going??" I ask after realizing this isn't the way home."The doctor we pay. They're in a private office so it will be lowkey. We can't take him into a hospital without them getting the police.""Okay." I say to convince myself it will be alright.We stay silent for a little longer trying to comprehend this nightmare."Why did you need the bullets?""We have a guy who can process them. We'll know more information about the gun, which can lead us to who did it.""Yeah but don't you know already??""I- I don't." He chokes.
Two days.Mr. Luca is going to sell my fucking soul to Malcom. Worst part is, I will have no choice but to comply. Two days until I'm tied up, tortured, and abused. My body will be beaten, and probably bruised. Just two days, and I'm going to fucking lose it.Killian called me today with last minut
I can't hold back my chuckle."Just doing what you couldn't babe."Now she is angry."Well I hope my sloppy seconds meet your qualifications."She seems proud of that remark."I'd say he's anything but sloppy..."She sets down her empty cup."Well if you are so strong, then hit me!" She says holdin
"You're a pretty little thing, aren't you?" Killian says.I let myself cringe while he is behind me. I'm already nauseated by this guy. He's doing this as a sport.He abruptly kicks the stool out from under my feet. The six inch fall bounces me up and down.I latch onto the chains and lift myself t
Liam has been making plans all week. He calls me his greatest weapon because he's never seen a man reject my seduction. Not even he can.Now we are in the SUV, on our way to one of the scariest moments of my life. I have on a small silver dress, black heels, and a lacey gray mask. He made us all pi







