6- Kieran

Keiran

The plan worked. I did it. Vaughn is now in my clutches and I’m going to break him to pieces, then do the same to his damned family. They don’t know what’s coming for them. The wrath of La Bete will soon be upon them and then, Reynolds will wish that he killed me that night.

I smile to myself as I look at the marriage papers in my hands. He signed them. Vaughn and I are officially married for the next three months, this was a last-minute decision. The sister was supposed to be the one I would marry, but I immediately lost interest and even lost more interest when I saw her face. She does not fascinate me like her brother does.

And what’s more fun than pushing the buttons of a well-cultured man who’s hiding that he’s gay? I’m going to humiliate Vaughn. I will tarnish his reputation so that he will not be the same ‘Golden boy again’. I'm going to destroy him to the point that he will walk around with his head facing the ground.

I fold the paper neatly and I put it in a drawer. Standing up to my feet, I grab a cigar before stepping out of my study room. As I walk along the hallways, I lit the cigar which I begin to smoke.

When will he be here? I impatiently take a look at my watch. Bryce went to get my husband. I laugh to myself at that thought.

I only went to that bar that night to scare and taunt him, but I ended up finding out about such a precious secret. The golden boy is Gay. He likes and fucks men and Daddy doesn't even know about it. How pathetic. He thinks his son is straight. What a joke!

Just when I arrive downstairs, I hear voices and the sounds of bags ruffling. He's here. A wide smirk appears on my face as I push my hand into my pocket, the other hand holding my cigar as I stand in the middle of the sitting room.

The smirk falls from my face the moment I see a female. What the hell is she doing here? She's all dressed up and has heavy makeup on her face, from the way her cleavage is packed and peeking out, I can tell she got them done at first glance.

She smiles at me, people will call that a sweet smile, but I almost puke. Bryce is holding two bags then my eyes fall on my target. Vaughn Saint McCarthy. Of course, there's a solemn look on his face and he's not smiling at all.

He should sit tight. By the time I'm done with him, he will start crying. “What are you doing in my house?” My question is directed at the sister. I asked for one sibling, not two annoying ones. I'm still thinking about how I'll deal with the brother.

“I…. I… came to see my brother off.” She smiles, playing with the tip of her hair as she keeps moving like an earthworm placed on salt. Seriously, stand in one spot and stop moving. I'm not going to change my mind or even fuck her.

“He’s not a kid.” I point out and then I look at Vaughn. He's handsome. His blonde hair is nearly styled and different emotions are running through those ocean-blue eyes of his. He looks conflicted and confused.

“He’s my kid brother. I came to see him off.” She says in a sultry voice and I roll my eyes. Did she come here to send Vaughn off or did she come here to show me her breasts? One that she worked on? Geez. What a turn-off.

“You've seen him now, you can go.” I dismiss her, pushing my cigar into my mouth as I drag out a smoke.

A defeated look appears on her face and she begins to stammer.”B…but can't I stay for a little while?” She pouts, giving that look that most girls give to their boyfriends when asking for something. The puppy dog eyes. Was that supposed to convince me to let her stay? Fuck, I want to kill her for doing that.

“Just go. You're no longer needed here. So….leave.” I nod at Bryce who begins to walk towards her.

“B….b…”

“Miss please, you have to come with me.”

“I'm your sister-in-law!!” She says and I resist the urge not to laugh.

“See her out.” She begins to struggle with Bryce who holds her by her wrist as he begins to drag her out of the house. Vaughn looks at me angrily, and a smile appears on my face as I watch Bryce drag the sister out.

“You didn't have to do that. It was not necessary,” he mumbles in annoyance.

“My house, My rules.” I smile.

“Whatever. If you need to know, act like you don't know me and this isn't a real marriage. I don't know what your plans are, but if you try to hurt my family, I will kill you.” He threatens with a hard look on his face, angrily pointing at me.

Oh, Our golden boy sure knows how to get angry.

“We will see about that,” I say casually.

“Don't even try to play with me, Keiran. You don't want to get me angry. Don't make me lose my cool. This isn't a real marriage and we are not going to act like married couples either.” he states and I smile as I watch him carry his bags and he begins to walk upstairs.

“Says the man who wants to be concerned, gagged, spanked and fucked roughly. And by a man?” I say in a taunting voice and Vaughn pauses. He looks at me with a cold gaze, a gaze so cold that it can intimidate someone. Not me.

Well, this is unlike Vaughn who's so soft-spoken. What am I even saying? Everything about him is just an act. He's hiding the real him.

“Fuck you!” He flips the middle finger before he continues going upstairs. I part my lips in amusement as I run my tongue over my lower lips. Vaughn is compelling. The real Vaughn. One that I'm very curious to know about.