** WARNING **MATURED CONTENTFabiola guilty waved her hands through her disheveled hair, straightening the rumpled strands."Good evening Mrs Peabody." Frost greeted the elderly woman who joined them in the elevator."Oh, Gerald, how was your day?" She asked with a smile. "It was cool Mrs Peabody," He replied politely."Greetings ma'am." Fabiola greeted politely. She stole a glance at Frost. 'So his name is Gerald huh?' she asked herself, smiling mischievously.He narrowed his eyes down at her."How are you, child?" Mrs Peabody was Frost's flat mate."I'm doing fine ma'am, and you?" Fabiola asked in return.They both stood behind Mrs Peabody, that way, Mr Frost's hard-on was not noticeable to the old Lady."Oh, I'm doing perfectly ok, I came downstairs to meet Gaëlle, she gave me a manicure for free." The old lady announced with glee, showing her freshly painted nails to the couple."It is so beautiful, wow!" Fabiola was the one to compliment her, while leaning down to inspect her

"Where the hell are you coming from at this time of the night?" Brant raised himself from the wall he was leaning on, almost invisible on her porch. He stepped into the light.She halted abruptly, she was not expecting anyone to be by her doorstep waiting for her at this time of the night."Jeez Brantley, what the fuck are you doing here?" She took a deep breath and asked, as though he did not scare the dead devil out of her ass."I came to see you, isn't it obvious?" He asked, taking a step forward towards her. She could see a shallow frown on his forehead."Where are you coming from this late?" He asked again."You are not my father or husband that I have to answer to you how I spend my time, and you have no damn right to show up at my house any fuck'in time." She ground her teeth, pushed past him and proceeded to open her door.He stayed silent, observing her with a frown. She smelled different, masculine maybe."Whatever it was that carried you here today, it can still wait till

"Grenade!" She heard one guy announce, that was the second voice she was getting, and it certainly wasn't Monty's.She was right, there were more than just two of them.She waited for it to explode, but instead, she heard something drop a few centimeters from her feet…Her eyes bulged open, her life flashed before her eyes, adrenaline overtook her."Fuccckkkk!!!" She cursed, it was as though time slowed down.She took one moment again to look at what dropped, making sure she actually saw it right, fuck yeah! It was the damn grenade, her own grenade.The tables turned, adrenaline kicked in, she knew that there was no way she could outrun it, so she did what anyone in her situation would do, dive.She dived through the narrow opening she and Brant had created, flinging her gun in the air. It did not matter where a landed. About the same time, the grenade exploded. The impact from the explosion threw her further. She landed on a body… Brantley's.It was as though she were seeing the sta

"What is the name of the club that….? Carl asked."If you men are capable as you say, then find out by yourself." She barked, turned around and stormed out.It might sound stupid of her to spill out too much information like that, but she knew the man who raised her… he made no mistakes or left no trails behind.The only way to get him was to play his own game.He'll probably think that she knew more than what she said and whatever it was that went down between him and the Glacier Cartel, he'd try to prevent her from knowing, in the course of that, he'll expose himself.She cannot live all her life looking over her shoulder or jumping out of exploding buildings.She lay in her bed making a mental list of the things she had to do.She still needed to break into the police archives.Now that she just shook the beehive, she knew that Pops would be at her neck.Her phone rang, "huh, who can this be?" She looked at the unregistered number on the phone.Even though she was skeptical, she st

Linda spun on her heels, looking from Brant who just walked out the door to Mila who was silently shedding tears.She was confused whether or not she should ask Mila what happened. The girl was in no state of engaging in a dialogue right now.Mila lowered her head and sobbed silently."Hey, it's gonna be fine." Linda engulfed her arms around Mila, hugging her as poor Mila sobbed."What happened between you two?" Linda asked.Mila stayed silent, sobbing some more."Ok, I'm here girl, anytime you want to talk about it, I'll be right here ok?" Linda tapped Mila's back.Mila buried her face in Linda's neck.Linda held her and let her sob. When she was certain that Mila had cried enough, she led Mila to the couch."Tell me about it." Linda held Mila's hand, prompting Mila to open up about what actually went down between her and Brant."I said some things I should not have said, really mean things." Mila finally confessed, her sobbing her subsidedLinda offered her tissues."What did he do