Owen was here in my workplace with his friends or clients for a meeting or a gathering. Whatever he liked to call it, that wasn’t a point.
The deal was he was here.
I had been working in this place for a long time now, but this was the first time any member of my family ever visited this place. They might have come here before I joined the kitchen of this restaurant, but after I joined this place, it became a forbidden place for each of the McCoy’s.
There were another hundred great places to dine and wine than this, and I preferred them to go to those places instead of coming here. Although I never utter a word regarding this matter, it was just a wish on my part that they would stay away from my job, and they did, which was remarkable.
Margaret announced their arrival to us and ordered, which was unnecessary, to be honest. They were like other guests who were here for dinner. She might ponder that I would be interested
Something that I loathed from the bottom of my heart was waiting for a person. That was why I was sitting in this office room precisely. Waiting for one of the bastards of Chicago was the greatest one that had ever been born in this world.Andrew Simmons.This would be the first time for me to meet him, although he was close with my father once upon a time. But for some reason, I always got that “stay away” cautionary from that man. He literally was the perfect example of a villain, just like my father. He was a womanizer, but he liked to show off, not only his wives but his money, authorities in a word you could describe him as a power-hunger.It was magic that his daughters were so different from him, otherwise, the scoundrel had some reputation that linked him to the scandal automatically, just like my father.This man divorced his wives faster than any human being changed their wardrobe, which was amusing. Every time he married a new woman
It was still hard to believe for me that dada called me, this was something that I considered close to an incredible miracle. No, sweet heaven, it was a miracle, something that didn’t come across in my mind, even in my wildest dream.After my birth, I didn’t think dada ever held me in his arms as the difference between me and the rest of the McCoy was too vivid. All the McCoy’s were the owners of blond hair, while I was the one who had red hair. While they had vibrant ocean blue eyes, I only in the house with forest green. Even in height, I was taller than the most McCoy women. You didn’t have to be a genius to crack the puzzle, just one heedless glance was enough to see the truth.Dada never uttered a word about this. Actually, he never really said a word to me, he just ignored me or the fact that I wasn’t his daughter. Even if he knew mom cheated, and I wasn’t his blood, he never really bought the subject on
As I expected, the engagement party was a grand event. Needless to say, it was Matthew McCoy’s daughter who was getting married, after all. The business tycoon, Viola McCoy, it had to be one of the majestic weddings of Chicago.I still remember the wedding Brian and Inessa had a few months ago. The wedding took place quite in a rush as Brian was busy with work at that time, but the magic that McCoy pulled out in that small amount of time was outstanding. Even today people talk about the wedding, their wedding was like a dream wedding that women begged to have.Even though Inessa didn’t want anything like that, she got that, and if you asked me, she totally deserved that. She was such a darling; I was more close to her than the rest of my family, which wasn’t something astounding. For a moment, I thought I was more friendly with Kavin than with my family. At least we talked, even if that was him hauling me over the coals.
Brian led the path as I followed him into the crowded room of the lounge area. Inessa was standing near the open bar talking with someone. It was Dean, one of Brian’s biggest investors and friends. Olivia talked about Dean occasionally, as they had an upright bond when she was dating Brian. Dean even threw a memorial for Olivia, which was attended by most of the people in Chicago.A woman was standing beside him, it was Samantha, a.k.a Sam. These two started dating a few weeks ago, and now they are one of the hottest couples in the town. It was a different matter that Sam and I had something three years ago when she shared the bed with me. We continued our relationship for more than a year before she dumped me as I wasn’t ready to commit to her, which she wanted badly.It was an excellent decision as if we got together, and something happened between us, then I was sure that would be a catastrophe, as I would have fallen in love with Lyra no matter what. Ev
It took me a little time to understand what was really happening on that dark balcony. The constant back and forth shouting between Viola and her fiancée made it hard for me to apprehend the situation. Tears were slipping from Lyra’s eyes, which confused me tremendously. What happened that made her cry? What was her business between these two?But then I was familiar with Viola’s truculent behavior with Lyra as I witnessed it the night of our engagement, and the way she was shouting at Michale confirmed my suspicion. The reason for Lyra’s tears was Viola.This was what I was aghast of coming here. Whenever Lyra and I attended any of the McCoy rendezvous, it went downfall every single time. This was a bad idea. I knew that the moment I got the call from Matthew; I wanted to ignore this, but when I saw Lyra and her excitement about this event, I stayed quiet for her.But here we are with a similar mess. Once again,I needed to stop
Nathan left. This was not what I thought tonight would be, it was the last thing I considered happening that night. It never came across my mind that something like this could even take place, the way Michele cornered me on that dark terrace that scared the hell out of me.However, the fear was more about the sudden attack, all I could think at that moment was getting out of his arms. The way the table turned and I fell on my face was indeed outrageous.When Viola came, and then all the other audiences in that room, it robbed my breath. Seeing Nathan listening to all the things was so hard for me, I was so ashamed about the lies that I told him that I had to turn my eyes away from him.Nathan didn’t say a word when Viola and Michale were revealing the truth. He was there standing; I knew he was there hearing all those truths that I buried in my heart to stay with him. All were out in just a matter of a few seconds.I, if truth be told, planned to ke
As I parked my car outside my club, Luka was already at the main door of the building, pacing back and forth. I could see a crease on his forehead, the rigidity in his walk.Out of all my men, Luka was the most easy-going fellow. He was always a composed and nonchalant man. Even in a difficult situation, he was the one who worked without losing control of himself. That’s why I involved him with the club, as a diverse range of men came to this place daily, caused a variety of types of rumpuses when they lost the game and their money.Luka was the manager of this place. For that, he was in charge of the complete kit and caboodle. As a proficient manager, he was, he conducted every part of my club with perfection. He managed everything with such care and respect that I never got a single complaint about his manner with the clients. Even when he dealt with someone harshly, he never forgot to show that person enough respect, and that was what people liked and praised
Nathan and I had barely talked in the past week. After he separated our bedroom, we scarcely saw one another even when we were living under the same roof.Nowadays he started coming home late, sometimes he didn’t even bother to come. Most of the time it was after midnight, around 1 or 2 am, the time when I was sleeping. Again, in the morning, he was out of the house before I could open my eyes. In the past week, we had talked only three or four words to one another. Other than that, it felt as if we were both two strangers or some kind of roommates who had no interest in one another’s business at all.We attended the Sunday dinner at Amanda’s house even though we went there alone; I was appreciative that he drove me back to our apartment.Amanda again asked us about the wedding that I delayed a few weeks ago. She told us it would be great if we were married before the baby arrived in this world, then she would have a secure family and home. She