LOGINVINCE His silence was everything I needed to know. The slight hardening in his poise and the subtle way he avoided my gaze. But I didn't wanna jump to conclusions. I needed to hear him say it. Give him the teeniest benefit of the doubt. “I don't know anything about it, Father…” But even his words betrayed him. “Trent Walker.” I hissed. He jerked off the couch, walking to the other end of the room. Like he was trying to get away from me. But the only real way he can do that is if he could get the earth to open up and swallow him. Because no place is far enough from me. “Trent!” My fist was balled and my grip around the empty beer can was gritty. “Father…I don't know…really…ouch!” He gasped as I landed the beer can right on his forehead.“I'm gonna hurl this table to you next if you don't start talking,” I warned. His fingers raked his hair maniacally. “I really don't know anything about it, Father. But Tracy does…”My brows jolted up. “Tracy?” He's still involved with her? I tho
“I don't know what you're talking about.” I grabbed my towel, brushed past her, and walked out of the bathroom. She was right behind me, furiously. “The hell you don't! I'm not a fool, Vince. I know what I saw…”“...me, taking a goddamn shower. That's what you saw.” I took out my briefs and put them on hastily. “No!” She stomped her foot. “I saw you zoning out. Your mind was wandering and you had such an emotional and heavy look in your eyes. The kinda look that says you're thinking about a girl…”I refused to indulge in whatever this was. Grabbing my shirt and pushing it down my head, I didn't even glance at her. I put on my pants and grabbed my car keys. I need to get out of here. “Where the hell do you think you're going?!” She blocked my path, spreading out her hands. “Vanessa, please get out of my way.” I was trying hard not to lose my cool. But she was pushing it with her yells. “No, I won't. You're staying here until you tell me who she is and when you began hooking up wi
VINCE “Bless this food, dearest moon goddess.” Vanessa prayed heartily. Trent joined in her little prayer. But I didn't. I couldn't. I was already sipping from my glass of wine, and sticking a forkful of my meal into my mouth.“You couldn't wait till I was done praying?” Vanessa pouted, shooting me a glare. She smiled at Trent though, and gestured at him to start eating. He came over when he heard I was back and he's been here. Vanessa seemed over the moon having both of us here with her. But I was irritated. Seeing Trent was fucking irritating. Knowing he'd been with Elena, knowing she chose him over me, was still hurting me just as badly. I couldn't even smile when he hugged me. It was a struggle to keep the grimace off my face and maintain a neutral look. A fucking struggle. “I'm really glad you're back home, Father.” He said again, with one heck of a cheerful smile. He meant it. And I should reciprocate the emotional shit. But, heaven help me, I can't. I fucking can't. So ye
VINCE The car cornered the waterfall fountain in the compound and pulled up close to the front porch. I got out of the car, feeling instantly nostalgic and somewhat guilty at the sight of my friends. Richard came to me first. “Thank you for coming.” We shook hands. I took a second to access him. He looked fucking miserable. Ghostly. Eyes are puffy. Voice gone sickly croaky. He seemed to have lost more weight than was considered healthy. The situation was killing him slowly. It made my heart wring in guilt. I should have come sooner. “Good to have you back, man.” Leonardo came to me and we shared a quick hug. “I came as soon as I could,” I explained more to Richard. He nodded. “Let's go inside.”We did, heading straight to his study. Lucy met us in the hallway and she had a cheerful smile. “Vince. Thank you so much for coming.” She came to me and we hugged. Richard and Leonardo already went into his study. So it was just both of us in the hallway. “I should have come sooner.”
ELENA The pungent smell wafting through my nostrils stirred me awake. My vision was blurry and there was a hard thumping in my head. It made me wince. I blinked a couple of times and my vision cleared. Taking sight of the strange room sent a dreadful feeling down my spine. It was dusty, damp, and frighteningly dark. There was just a little window, and it was a little bit open, sending in a tiny ray of light. The floorboard was old, and some parts cracked. There was barely any furniture in the room except the old, rickety wardrobe, a single couch, and this bed….What? Panic engulfed me as I realized that my hands were firmly tied to the wooden headboard. My legs were tied together to the bedpost. Hot tears made their way down as I realized just what situation I was in. I got kidnapped by rogues. So definitely, this was their hood and I was being held hostage. The urge to bawl my eyes out in misery was beaten by my weird boldness to get out of here in one piece. “Somebody help me
VINCE The slurping sound and her firm grip on my dick were the only reminders of my reality. Her mouth working expertly on my shaft should get me wild and grunting. But why the fuck was I stiff and blank?My eyes were pinned on the ceiling while my mind traced every thought and dug up the pictures of the one person I'd vowed never to think about. “Fuck this. I'm done.” She scoffed, falling beside me on the bed. Her red hair was sprawled on my arm and she was naked. A butterfly tattoo rested at the side of her stomach, giving her a bit of an edge. A sight that should get a kinky bastard like me going. Still, there wasn't any bit of excitement weaving up inside me. Instead, I was fucking irritated. “Why do you always do this?” She continued, sitting up angrily and turning to me. “I come here, expecting to have the time of my life. And you always black out on me, letting me do all the work…”I sat up with a gruff, facepalming myself. I was already fucking exhausted. The last thing I







