The date with Milana had gone surprisingly well. They had made small talk, talked about inconsequential things but he felt that he knew her a little better now. She hadn’t once mentioned Ernesto or his deal and he liked that.Kelley had walked her to her room and kissed her hand before retreating to his study again. He worked for another hour before calling it quits. His shoulders spasmed and he stretched, his back popping painfully. He was in dire need of an assistant but the people he did trust weren’t assistant material. Lee was a lawyer and Mason was the money man, Connor and Jesse handled security and Carey and Marella were too busy with the construction side of the business.Kelley pulled off his jacket and tie the moment his bedroom door closed. He kicked off his shoes and undid his belt as he walked to the bathroom, leaving his clothes on the floor. Under the spray of the water he closed his eyes as the jet streams beat into him.He hadn’t shaved since the previous day and he
The clicking noises must have drawn more attention than Kelley thought they would because the next moment Milana stood in the doorway with big eyes. He knew exactly how it looked. He had a safe full of legal and illegal weapons, ammunition and knives.Kelley stood in his study with the built in safe wide open and took off his jacket and shirt. He strapped the bulletproof vest tight against his body as she watched him. The t-shirt went over the vest and he could feel her eyes boring into him.“What’s going on?”Kelley grabbed his button up shirt and pulled it on, tying his tie around his neck and shrugging his jacket on. He looked a little bulkier but ultimately the vest was undetectable. Kelley took a rifle off the hooks in the safe and checked the magazine.“Go back to bed, Milana.”She rubbed her hands over her arms and Kelley couldn’t look at her. If he did he’d change his mind, drag her to his room and make her confess all the horrible things that had been done to her. His rage wa
Connor pulled the SUV into the garage and the doors closed behind them. Connor was still gripping the steering wheel tightly as he turned to look at Kelley. “Next time I’ll shoot you in the leg.”“I’m sorry.”“You can’t go rogue like this, Kelley. This whole operation falls apart if something happens to you. You’re the core component keeping it all together, don’t you get that? Every single person in your employ, those in your inner circle, they all depend on you.”“I get it.”Connor bristled. “Do you? You shot my fucking tyres out, Kelley!”“I didn’t know I was going to do it. But I kept my head, Connor, I got valuable information we wouldn’t have had otherwise.”“Someday your luck’s going to run out, that’s why you have a brain, Kelley. For fuck sakes, man. You know what, there better not be a next time.”Connor climbed out of the car and slammed the door closed. Kelley rubbed a hand over his face, he knew Connor would be pissed off but he hadn’t bargained on Connor’s rage exploding
“Kell … oh, fuck sakes, my eyes!”“Shit … Lee, get out!”“Sorry! I thought you were alone.”“Get out!”Lee stumbled against the doorframe as Milana cowered behind Kelley. He quickly shut the door behind him and waited in the hallway.Kelley closed his eyes as Milana started to laugh. Their position hadn’t been that compromising but Lee’s timing sucked. They’d just made progress and his hands had been under her shirt with her hands exploring his body, their lips locked together.“I have to go hurt Lee now.” Kelley pushed himself away from her, willing his erection to go down.“Don’t spill too much blood.”Kelley chuckled as he pulled his t-shirt over his head and pulled on a pair of jeans. He waited as Milana straightened her own shirt and then he opened the bedroom door. Lee pushed himself off the wall and Kelley walked past him towards the study.“This better be important, Lee.”“I have no idea why this shit always happens to me.” Lee made a gun with his fingers and placed them again
Carey stood looking at Andrea as Milana excused herself. The door closed and Andrea walked deeper into the office. Carey crossed her arms over her chest as Andrea looked everywhere except at her so she decided to wait it out.“I’m not here to make any trouble, Carey.”“Why are you here, Andrea?”She fidgeted with her hands and finally sat down in a chair across from Carey. “I wanted to meet Grace and explain things to Mason.”“So explain it to me too, Andrea, because the way I see it is that a woman who abandoned her baby is now back to claim a daughter she had no hand in raising.”“A lot of bad things happened back then. I left Grace with her father because I wasn’t in a position to look after her. I don’t know how much you know of what they’re all busy with, the playhouses and the forced marriages …”“What playhouses?”“I think you should talk to Mason … or Kelley.”“Where are you staying, Andrea?”Andrea looked down and Carey knew the answer before she even said it. “With Mason.”“
Kelley looked at the email and read it again. Why was he reaching out after three years? The police investigation had grown cold because there had been no evidence to corroborate Petey Johnson’s version of events.People had seen Kelley at the nightclub and his phone had pinged from the towers across the street. His car hadn’t left St. John’s City and Kelley knew that it had been closed as accidental, Petey’s license revoked and him being left paralyzed from the waist down.It had been a good day. Kelley smiled at the memory. Petey wanted to meet, that night in fact, at his house in Yorkdare Bay. The Johnson’s still lived in town and Petey now ran the online division of his father’s marketing company.Kelley typed a quick reply and hit send. He’d see Petey tonight. In fact, he was intrigued by Petey’s invitation but not dumb enough to think that Petey didn’t have ulterior motives. This week was turning out to be a good one for Kelley.On Wednesday JenCorp would sink and Hanson Chadney
Mason sat in his car in the dark garage. He was beyond pissed off. Did Marcus and Andrea have a history he didn’t know about? He couldn’t be referencing The Club because Andrea had been sold, she hadn’t been taken to their inner circle of perverts.Mason finally got out of his car and unlocked the front door. Andrea was in the living room and she turned to look at him where Grace lay on her lap, asleep. “You okay, Mase?”“I’ll take her up.”“Mason …”Mason shook his head and Andrea closed her mouth. He picked Grace up and carried her to her bedroom. He kissed her on her forehead and tucked the covers over her. He exhaled a shaky breath as he walked back downstairs to the living room.“Let’s take this to the kitchen.”Andrea stood up and followed Mason to the kitchen, where they could close the door and there were less chance of Grace hearing them. Mason opened a cupboard, took out the bottle of scotch and two glasses.“What’s going on?”“Did you ever sleep with Marcus Holt?”Andrea’s
Lee unlocked the front door with his key and stepped inside the house. Raised voices came from the kitchen and he headed in that direction. His heart was hammering in his chest and he couldn’t for the life of him think how Mason was feeling.“You called Lee!” Andrea’s voice was loud as he stepped into the room.“Miss Christie, I’ll advise you that anything you say from this point onwards will be recorded and used against you in any capacity we see fit.”“I can’t believe you, Mason!”“What did you expect me to do? He wants a paternity test and the only reason he’s asking for one is because you gave him the idea that Grace was his!”Lee carried on as if they hadn’t said anything at all. “You retained custody of Grace James for exactly six days since her birth after which point you abandoned her on the doorstep of Carey James’s residence. Your letter claimed that Mason James was the biological father of the baby. Since my client never denied having sexual intercourse with you during that