LOGINRenae“Renae, Lacey. Dinner’s ready.” Mom calls out, and I glance at Lacey, her pale skin is so noticeable in this light, as is the dark circles under her eyes. I wonder if my appearance is as haggard as hers? All I want to do is get in the shower and then collapse on the bed. Maybe even sleep for a week.“Ugh food,” Lacey groans and I can’t help but laugh, “don’t say it, Renae.” She warns me.I laugh harder, “I told you not to eat anything else.” I smirk at her as she climbs out of the bed. “Coming, Mom,” I yell. Harrison hasn’t come home yet. I’ve been keeping a close eye on the window.“Do you think your mom would mind having a housemate?”I shake my head, “For the fifth time Lace, I don’t think Harrison and Mom want you crashing their newly wedded bliss.”She pouts, “This house is amazing. I want to live in it forever.”This house is indeed amazing. There’s a freaking swimming pool. I’ll be making use of that while I’m here. Lacey found a wooded trail that she wants us to run tomo
Lacey and I glance at each other, "I have no idea what you're talking about." I tell her with a straight face, if anyone looked in my car they'd know we stopped off at most gas stations along the way and refueled with anything and everything."Mrs. Brady, we're having a wonderful dinner this evening, would we ruin that by eating crap?" Lacey goes overboard with the lie, her lips twitch with a barely concealed smile.Mom laughs as she shakes her head, "You two are as bad as each other, I don't know which one of you is the bad influence.""She is." We both say as we point at each other.Mom just shakes her head, "You two." She says, before turning to walk into the house, "Come on, let's get you inside, and I can show you to your rooms."I gasp when I reach the front door and catch a glimpse of the inside. Classy. It's the only way that I can describe it. The floor to ceiling windows add so much light to the hall, and it's a huge hall at that, dominated by a marble staircase. The walls a
She claps her hands, "See, that's exactly what I said. Most of those bosses are like old, in their sixties or something like that.""We watch way too many crime dramas, but yeah, I think Greg's full of shit. Anyway, we'll meet him tomorrow morning, he won't be attending dinner." I'm intrigued, I want to find out more about him. Mom's not really told me much other than he's twenty-seven and he lives in San Francisco whereas Mom and Harrison live in the Hidden Hills. A far cry from where we used to live in Oakland. It’s been a while since I’ve been back to Cali, so much has changed since I’ve been there. Hell, I’m not even going to Oakland."He's probably out killing people." Lacey laughs at her own joke, "Are we staying at your mom's the entire evening?"I shake my head, she loves a good party, "I'm not sure, I'm not real hip with the Hidden Hills people and where they like to party. If things go south at dinner, we can always go to Oakland.""We'll see where the night takes us." She r
Renae2 years laterUgh, I'm dreading the drive home. It's summer break, and I've been summoned to return home."Renae, are you sure it's okay that I tag along too?" Lacey asks as she stands by my bedroom door, "I mean you're meeting your stepdad for the first time." Her parents are in the Bahamas this summer and she’d be home alone if she went back to Carson City.I throw her a smirk, "I've spoken to Mom, she's expecting you. Apparently, her and daddy dearest are throwing a party." I roll my eyes. It sounds so pretentious and something that my mom would never do. I guess a lot of things have changed since she married Harrison Brady. They eloped two weeks ago. I only found out that they were married once they returned.She perks up, "A party?" She doesn’t really go to parties here, I think because I’m her only friend here in Arizona, she’s so shy around everyone at college and yet with me, she’s herself and I love her as if she were my sister, so hearing her perk up at the mention of
LeviPresent A couple of hours later and the club's closed. I've just finished cashing up and sorting everything out. My mystery woman is waiting for me by the bar, and I'm pleased that she hasn't left. I wasn't sure if she would stay or not. But damn, now that she has, I'm going to have a fucking good night. I need to get her to my house and get inside of her. There's something about her that's calling to me, I've been instantly attracted to a girl before, but this, this is different.Walking out of the club, Martin's waiting at the curb for us, he doesn’t say anything when she climbs into the back of the car, her dress riding up her thighs just a little. My hand reaches out, needing to touch her. I gently caress her thigh and her skin is smooth against my calloused hand, “I can’t wait to get you inside my house. I can’t wait to finally have you. Watching you all night has been driving me crazy.” I lean in and whisper, she whimpers, and that sound makes me hard again. “We’re going
LeviEarlier “Boss, we’ve got a problem.” Jagger’s southern drawl comes over the line.“What?” I ask. It’s almost ten, and I’ve just sat down in my office. That fucking bitch Carina texted me asking me if she can have an advance. She’s crazy, I’m not her man, and she doesn’t work for me, I don’t owe her shit, and yet she has the cheek to ask me to give her drugs without paying. In her fucking dreams.“Kane’s body has been found.” He tells me, peering at the camera outside, he's in the shadows, away from the crowd of people waiting to get in. Jagger's my bouncer along with being my right-hand man.I shake my head. He’s been missing for two days. I knew he was dead; there’s no way he’d go that long without checking in. “What happened?”“Bullet between the eyes.” He says matter-of-factly.This is a message, whoever shot him wanted to send a message. I’ve received it loud and clear. They're not going to get away with this. You don't execute my men and live to tell the tale."Find out who







