BRANDON Athens, Greece My grandfather tossed the glass of wine. Deep inside, I was grieving. I promised him that I would protect the family because he knew I could be trusted. But right now, I might’ve failed him. What I was doing wasn’t enough. “How?” he howled as if someone had died again. “How could you not tell me such information? Since when have you known about it?” I wouldn’t have wanted to believe it myself. “I was wrong for not telling you.” I clenched my fist. “But I thought we agreed that you would let me do these things my way. You got into my private files, Grandfather. Did you think I’m doing nothing?” I know that it will hurt him, finding out a family was killed by his own flesh and blood. “Helen lost her life because her son murdered her. He made her transfer everything to his name then killed her. I didn’t mean to get into your files. I trust you, my boy, but you should’ve told me about this. Oh, Helen, my sister,” he whimpered. “What did they do to you? Oh! Wh
ALAYNAThree days later, I ask Cassius if I can go outside. He allows me but tells me he has to bring me back to the clinic. He’s also being extra careful, so he comes along.Honestly, I’m getting used to his company. Cassius is very accommodating and endlessly patient with me. After we shop for a few things at the mall, we stop at Starbucks.“Oliver’s on his way,” he says, then takes a sip of his Frappuccino.“I’ve been thinking.” I look at him. “I just thought of this last night.”“What is it?”“I want to leave tomorrow. I want to see my family.”“We already talked about this, and of course, you can, Alayna.” He grins. “It will help you unwind.”“But there’s still something else I want.”He puts the cup on the table. “Hmm. Go ahead.”“I still need to tell Brandon about this. I want to tell him formally because he’s my boss, and if you can take me there...”“What?”“You don’t need to stay with me,” I continue. “I just want someone to be with me while I travel. It’s too much, I know,
BRANDONA few hours earlier“Cassius, I need a favor. We are still in front. Come here and take Alayna.”He and Oliver come in a flurry. I step out of the car and open the door on the passenger side.Cassius rushes to her and gently shakes her shoulder. “Alayna? Alayna, can you hear me?” He caresses her flushed cheeks with his thumb, but she doesn’t respond. “What happened to her?”I curse under my breath. The way he holds her is too familiar. I fucking want to tear his arms off, but I calm myself. “She fainted.”“What did you do?”“We never had a chance to talk. She was crying the whole time,” I say.“God, I think she needs to give this a rest. You just couldn’t wait until she’s ready,” he snarls and looks at his brother. “You both know it’s not good for her.”Oliver doesn’t answer, but he nods.“Alayna?” He touches her face. “Oh, God. Are you okay?”“Don’t wake her. She fell asleep.”“Don’t tell me what to do because you can’t take care of her!” Cassius snaps. “I’m taking her from h
BRANDONI wake up with a throbbing head, the loud bell of my phone chiming. Lazily, I grope for the phone on the side table and force my eyes open. I’m hoping to see her name, but instead only see Oliver’s.I jump off my bed—no, not my bed but a plush king mattress in Vermont. I remember now. I pretty much drank half the bar in the club last night and passed out the moment I entered the suite. I gawk at my phone screen, thinking of excuses to give him. But if my memory serves me correctly, I was out of my goddamn mind last night.I answer the call after another ring.“Damn it, Brandon. Where are you?” he curses.“Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you. Something came up.” I massage the back of my neck.“Oh, so something came up at the club last night, and then you just disappeared?” he mocks. “Tell me, did you go home with that woman?”I scowl. “What woman?”“The one with the blue hair... or violet, I can’t remember.”I squeeze my temples. “I’m all alone in this suite, Ollie. What kind of
ALAYNAThree weeks of vacation in the place where I was born seemed like a short time, so naturally, I wished I could stay. I’ve missed my family terribly—my mother and my twelve siblings. If I go back to New York, I’m only going to remember the hell I’ve been through with Brandon, and it’s a reality I can’t avoid. Nonetheless, it’s impossible for me to move on. Brandon and I never really had a long time to get to know each other, but it still hurts so much that I’m afraid it’d take long to finally let go of my feelings for him. To heal.Cassius believes that this is for the best. I’ve tried hard to put the negativity away and give myself more time to adjust. He wants me to enjoy myself with my family, but it’s not that easy. I know everything is temporary.Mom thinks Cassius is my boyfriend—and my boss’s cousin. I told her we’re only friends, but she wouldn’t believe me. Who would? Every day he’s in our house, and he only returns to the hotel after dinner.I don’t give much thought t
BRANDONAs promised, I take Pauline to my house. There’s no other safe place for her but here. Of course, everyone will think it isn’t smart, given my whole fucked-up situation. Alayna is in Kansas with Cassius, and there are still things I need to figure out about the death of my family. But I need Pauline’s help. Besides, she is partly my responsibility now. I can never let Silvanus hurt her again, knowing that she was hurt because of my poor decisions.If only there weren’t a goddamn family rule, she wouldn’t be hurting right now.“I’ve always wanted to see where you live,” Pauline says as she cautiously gets out of the car. Lennie is already at the front door with her two assistants.“Welcome to the mansion, Ms. Pauline.” Lennie greets her with a small smile. “Master Brandon.”“Good afternoon, Lennie,” she greets back. “It’s been a long time.”“Yes, you were just a child back then.”Pauline holds Lennie’s hand. “Just call me Pauline. I’ve missed you. You still look as young as eve
ALAYNA“Mom, don’t cry, please? I know it’s hard that we’re going to be apart again, but you know I have to leave, right?” I hold her face between my palms then brush her tears away. “Elman, can you take care of everything for me? Can I count on you?” I ask him as the eldest.Elman sniffs back his tears and wipes his nose with his shirt. “Yes, Laynie.”They are all crying like there’s no tomorrow. It breaks my heart every time I leave home.“Oh, Alayna.” Mom envelops her arms around me. She can’t stop crying. “Can you call me face-to-face when you return to New York?”“Yes, I will, of course.”“Laynie,” Cassius calls, using my nickname. “Everything’s packed. We’ll leave whenever you’re ready.” He closes the cab’s trunk after settling our things inside.“Your boyfriend.” Mom looks into my eyes. “He’s a good man. You better be good to him.” She sniffles again. “No one’s going to check my blood pressure every morning now,” she adds, a final attempt to get us to stay.I chuckle between te
ALAYNA“Alayna, dear.” Ms. Lennie is at the front door when we arrive and greets us with a sweet smile and widespread arms.“Ms. Lennie!” I curl my arms around her and squeeze her against me. “I missed you so much!”“I’ve missed you too, but I’m sure Casey misses you more,” she says kindly and releases me.I giggle. “Yes. She texts me every day.”“This house has lost its light without you, I must say.” Her remark is so sweet, but Ms. Lennie’s tone remains firm. Typical Ms. Lennie; yet, her words are words of motherly affection. I finally see that after living with her for a year.“Alayna? Did I hear my best friend’s name?” Casey’s voice suddenly echoes throughout the hallway. I lift my head and see her coming from the stairs. “Alayna!”I grin. “Casey!”“Oh, my God!” She holds me in her arms as if we hadn’t seen each other for years. “I’ve missed you so much. I thought you wouldn’t come.”I return her affection. “Happy early birthday! I wouldn’t miss your special day.”She releases me