Lace Dickie Novels & Stories

Lisa pov.. I sat there, watching Drake as he continued to drink, as if I wasn't even in front of him. "So, do you accept my deal?" I asked him. He stopped drinking and stared at me. "I really don't understand what you're trying to say. You want me to do the same process as before? At first, it was easy, but now I think it will be difficult. Dean will never let me go near his Luna, and whatever you're planning, it won't work this time."

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"

While secretary Haris, looking confused, what has happened. Nova and Liana become embarrassed. In Liana's heart to blame herself, why not refuse a hug from Nova while in the elevator? The shame increases when in one elevator with President Dika. President Dika chuckles amused, telling them to continue their activities. "Do the activities that you stopped when we got out of the elevator," said President Dika. Liana strokes her neck awkwardly, while Nova ruffles hair until it falls apart. The elevator door opens again, President Dika and Secretary Haris exit the elevator, letting the couple between boss and the secretary cuddle inside the elevator.

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

Chamberlain had attended the party. "It's an honor to have you here Mr. Chamberlain." Mrs. Lopez bowed slightly as a gesture of greeting with respect. However, Mr. Chamberlain just nodded to her and walked past her, which shocked her and everyone. And before they could come out of their shock, he and Dick Chamberlain walked over to where Liam and Erin were standing. Walking towards Liam, Dick started talking to him, which shocked Erin and everyone. They all knew who dick was, he was the son of one of the richest people in the city, so why was he talking to a nobody?

I trail into the room, only to jerk to a dead stop when my eyes landed on our beds filled with roses and lilies. Veering, I take a look at Lilly before my eyes dim, accusation swimming through my gaze. “Dawn, were you in any way offended by Mr. President?” I laugh disdainfully at Lilly's glib. Mr. President, really? I don’t even know him physically. Joe Biden sure enough has nothing to do with me much less his relative.

His cheeks flushed crimson as he took in the sight of me, and he immediately slammed the door shut. “Sorry, Miss Wilde,” he called from the other side of the door. “I have to return to work. President Jones needs me—there’s a situation at the office.” “What situation?” I asked, furrowing my brows as I tightened my grip on the towel still in my hands. Derrick hesitated. “Grant won the vote. He’s been appointed vice president. President Jones isn’t himself since then—he’s asked for my presence.” The words hit me like a sledgehammer.

He chuckled and draped an arm over my shoulders. “We’ll see how long I can hold off,” Zac said to Audrie while winking at me. “But first, we need to head back to my office, there are a few things we need to go over.” **** Zac had asked on the way over for my permission to share some of my personal business with a small team he had put together. I agreed, knowing it was best for handling Kyle. Listening to Zac talk while sitting beside him on the couch, I slowly glanced around to take in everyone's faces. The skeletons from my closet all tumbled out before me.

It was becoming intense, and his uncle was just a door down, so I didn't think it was appropriate for us to sleep together, at least for now. He turned his tv on, running to his N*****x app, and we decided to watch The Perfect Date with Noah Centineo and Laura Marano. It's always been one of my favorites, and technically it's a chick flick, but Russell didn't mind. As long as it meant for us to cuddle up and stay together in bed, he was ok with it.