LOGINALINAMy heart wasn't in my throat, no. It had dropped down to shatter between my parted feet like a wrongly placed glass vase from an extremely high shelf.I couldn't draw in a single breath, and it had more to do with the fear that was throwing a carnival inside of me than it did with the hand that gripped my throat. Although, that was a very helpful bonus.The tears that were camping behind my lashes started to make a descent, one salty stroll after another. "You don't have to do this," I whispered, my voice cracking on more than just a sob as I tried to make the osycho behind me see reason. "Just like your boyfriend didn't have to get involved and steal you away from me that night. Just like you didn't have to butt in and stop a family alliance from happening." He dragged his tongue over my right cheek, the act making me shiver with disgust that couldn't be hidden. "Do you see how many things didn't have to be done?"I wanted to tell him all about how he spiked my drink and how
THEONThe doorbell rang, drawing me out of the conversation I was wrapped in over the phone. Legal battles were draining, and right now, this one in particular was making me bite my tongue, exhaustion seeping through me like liquid through paper.“Are you expecting someone?” Ava asked.She was looking at me with expectation, and it just made me feel even more like shit. The woman I wanted to see more than anything in the world right now was refusing to take my calls. She didn’t want to even talk to me, that’s how bad I hurt her.“Not that I know of.”My voice must have carried the weariness that ate my bones because she offered me a sad smile.“She still hasn’t answered any of your calls?”“No.” My tone had a finality to it. I knew that Ava wasn’t to blame for any of this. If anything, she had tried to stop me from making the stupid mistake that I ended up making; but that didn’t mean I wanted to discuss the specifics of y crumbling relationship with her right now either.I sauntered
THEONThe headlines were fucked up, and if wasn’t for the dread that reminded me I had gravely fucked up, sitting at the pit of my stomach, I might have even found it funny enough to laugh.What was the one thing I had always been very good at keeping? Receipts. Why, you may wonder. Well, they tell the truth when humans decide it’s more fun to do the exact opposite.“What are you planning on doing?” Ava asked.Some of the venom had left her voice, and judging by her current stance – shoulders rigid and back straight, eyes hard even though they struggled to not be – she was still very much in Alina’s support group.Hell, I was too, and I was the one on the other end of this.My head hung low. “Asides offering her an apology, I have no idea.”Ava dragged in a deep breath. “I hate to say this at a time like this, but you fucked up big time, Theon.”I turned to meet her eyes. “Trust me, I know.”“I mean, you’re high profile, especially here in LA. How could you do something as stupid as a
THEON“Mr. Murphy,” Steven greeted as soon as I walked into his office, coming to his feet.He extended a hand to me, but I didn’t take it. My eyes just pinned him in place, causing the smile on his face to wilt as I glared at him. I was willing to be kind and gentle when I first came in, but all of that had already flown out the window.Everything I had and cared about was being seriously threatened, and I was going to make sure everyone that was involved in that suffered very slowly and very painfully. Sadly, Steven was now a part of that.“Sit down,” I ordered him.He swallowed thickly and lowered himself into the seat. “I apologize for…”“For what?” I interrupted. “Are you telling me you’re responsible for something that affects my reputation?”“No. No.” He was quick to defend himself.I sat down then, leaning against then backrest and folding my arms across my chest. “What are you sorry for then?”Sweat started to make its presence known on his upper lip, his discomfort sitting r
THEONThe headlines were fucked up, and if wasn’t for the dread that reminded me I had gravely fucked up, sitting at the pit of my stomach, I might have even found it funny enough to laugh.What was the one thing I had always been very good at keeping? Receipts. Why, you may wonder. Well, they tell the truth when humans decide it’s more fun to do the exact opposite.“What are you planning on doing?” Ava asked.Some of the venom had left her voice, and judging by her current stance – shoulders rigid and back straight, eyes hard even though they struggled to not be – she was still very much in Alina’s support group.Hell, I was too, and I was the one on the other end of this.My head hung low. “Asides offering her an apology, I have no idea.”Ava dragged in a deep breath. “I hate to say this at a time like this, but you fucked up big time, Theon.”I turned to meet her eyes. “Trust me, I know.”“I mean, you’re high profile, especially here in LA. How could you do something as stupid as a
THEONToo many different feelings were raging war in my head, but I chose to sit with them, fingers wrapped around my phone as I struggled with whether or not calling Alina was a wise choice.A voice was calling back from my palm before I realized I had dialed by accident. A harsh exhale followed from me before I put the phone to my ear and closed my eyes. I had missed hearing that voice, no matter how wrecked I felt right now.“Theon?” she sounded tentative. “Are you there?”Exhaustion was creeping in through her voice, and it caused a frown to build before I could even think any better of it. “Are you okay?”My words came out harder than intended, but it was laced with the urgency of my feelings. Silence met me from the other end, almost like she couldn’t believe I was the one showing concern right now.I could understand her reaction perfectly, given the way I had been acting for the last two days. My palms scrubbed down my face and I exhaled slower and calmer this time before I sp







