All Chapters of Cats and Kings (Mafia Reverse Harem) Nyx 1: The Curse : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Xoxo Nyx.................Three Weeks After That..............It’s my first day as a runner for Blue Jay Courier Service, and this time the Witch can not thwart my attempts at stable employment! Not with me constantly on the move, and his low jacking system on the fritz, since I tattled to Alex on him.I love that the job will keep me active. Not to mention give me a feel for the city that’s changed so much in the years I’ve been absent. It’s my last delivery of the day, and I’m really considering nixing my morning workout routine.Mid sixty-story walk up, my thighs are screaming at my head, and it’s unreasonable hatred towards elevators. When I reach the top of the landing, I can’t find the ‘penthouse’ suite, so of course I go searching rather than set foot in one of a dozen tin coffins.I’m not ‘all there’, but I do have a basic understanding of emergency protocol and there has to be stair access to every floor as a means of fire safety. A little burst of victory inflates when I fin

By VinceRegardless of the fact that she’s using the right entrance and is early, I’m still off put if not pissed at the obvious slight by my twin, who runs entertainment. The still legit, but less legal half of our empire.I know my call was last minute, and that Nico is still having a tantrum over recent events. Still, the rainbow-haired and somewhat thick girl coming in the back entrance was not what I had in mind when I said I was in the mood for a service type role play.No doubt that with his mood Nico wouldn’t be joining me, but Rourke too……It’s not like I’m incapable of having one-on-one or vanilla interactions, but given the fact that the last one landed me with an infant I didn’t know existed …….The day I announced my engagement to Rourke, was the day I came home to a nine-month-old infant on my doormat. Literally. Next to the stripper who’d tried to leave him. I can only assume she knocked herself running into a wall she was so doped up.Coming to, she raced away from me a

Xoxo NyxNothing, and I mean nothing can erase or excuse the fact that I just creamed my pants from dry humping the largest dick I’ve ever seen on the most gorgeous man I’ve ever sort of met.However, if there ever has been or will be a trigger for me, it’s someone like him screaming Italian.It’s been a long time since I was exposed to the language, but I’m still fluent. Either way it doesn’t matter. Call it prejudice or paranoid, but it is what it is. I’ve personally been involved with Mafioso’s in this city. So no one can tell me the Mob doesn’t exist on our fair streets.Somewhere in my more rational brain, I know that not every one with an accent and or money is linked to some nefarious organization. It’s equally unfair that I have a weakness for Italians, given my history.Unlike most of my other idiosyncrasies, there is a real reason for that. Dramatic as my calling Dominic ‘he that shall not be named’ may seem. I assure you my ‘ex’ deserves to be linked with one of the most evi

-RourkeVince is back at my place, given what happened and regardless of having time to chew on it, I have no fucking clue what to say about the Elena situation.No way I’m bringing her here, and no way am I leaving him after that shit.Let her sleep it off, doped up at the hospital. People can talk shit, or call me a dick, but it’s my job. Something about it and her don’t sit right, and I’m not the type to make apologies or have regrets.There’s no second guessing my gut, any more than my position.Keep the families safe. Period.Job was tailor-made just for the monster that I am, and I’m damn good at keeping the people that run this city breathing. At least I always had been. I guess the announcement of my best friend’s impending marriage has thrown me off more than I’d like to admit because there’s no way I should have missed that shit.Not saying I’ll never settle down. Not saying I deserve to either. Just that I know when push comes to shove my cuffs aren’t on the wall yet, and an

Xoxo NyxKnowing that Blue-Jay wasn’t an option to go back to, I found myself working from home as a virtual scribe again, and only decided to make my way out of my 'hidey hole' when Nicky promised no more shenanigans.Leading me to a ‘cash’ position at a café in North-point.Surprising for the richey part of town to have an obvious under-the-table type arrangement, but I’m not complaining about it.After a pretty horrid orientation, I’m starting my first service. I don’t really mind the overnight hours. Not when I can finally get into the state-of-the-art kitchen I’d been drooling over.Honestly, I’m used to the judgment, and it doesn’t deter me from my excitement. This feels like a real chance. The kitchen is the one place, that has the type of quiet that doesn’t sound like a barrage of bullets through a blind thick.Normally, being alone in the quiet lets projected missiles of anxiety, regret, and fear charging me from all sides. With the radio broken, and me being the only person i