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He's not kidding. I nod. "Dinner's ready." *** 4am. The cabin door rattles with three loud bangs, followed by another three, and then another. It makes me wonder who the hell would come here this early in the morning and why they’re being so demanding. I rush downstairs to find Oliver behind the door and when he opens it, two large men stand glaring at him. “The doorbell is just as effective, you know,” he says sarcastically. “We’re looking for a lady named Bella,” one of them says ignoring his tone, while the other peaks into the house over Oliver’s shoulder. My heart skips as his eyes land on me.

Kaynon muttered as Ciaran lifted a vital off a shelf. "Well they won't be needing it anymore now will they. I think we may be able to use this to our advantage in the future though." Ciaran said, holding out what he had picked up, 'cherry bomb' with a caption, 'quickly eliminate your foes in a fiery blaze'. "Maybe. We could set up some traps around the perimeter after the females get here with a few of these. We're sure to hear the blast from any one of these." Kaynon said looking back up at the wall as Ciaran replaced the vial of red liquid.

I hated her for it. "Mother! What a welcome! You threw such a big party, invited all these cute ducklings, and forgot your favorite daughter-in-law?" Monica slurred when she reached Mrs. Taylor. "She’ll never change," Benny, Jack’s younger sister, muttered. "Jack, you better handle this. Or should we call security?" Victoria’s husband suggested. "Mrs. Taylor, thank you for the lovely evening, but we’ll be heading out. I need to pick up my soldiers from their grandma’s," Hannah said, linking arms with Oscar.

The sun had finally set and, with it, the heat of the day had receded. July in Kentucky was usually hot and muggy, but they'd been blessed this summer that it'd been one of the coolest on record. It was comfortable enough that they actually had a bonfire going. Roni sat in the corner, nursing a glass of strawberry margarita that Bianca had given her at some point. She wasn't in the mood to drink tonight, was barely in the mood to be around other people. She should have told Liam that she hadn't been up to dinner at the clubhouse.

It did not matter whether there was a misunderstanding between us anymore. The next second, Greyson returned, having left something behind. Seeing me, his expression was complicated. "Nicola Tromp, long time no see." Greyson seemed unchanged, except that the edge in his eyes had reduced. "How have you been?" After a long silence, I heard my own dry voice respond, "Without you, of course, I'm fine." He seemed somewhat taken aback, a hint of sorrow in his eyes.

“Where are we going?” “I don’t know, okay!” I said louder than I intended and Abigail’s bottom lip quivered like she was going to cry. Nina quickly pulled Abigail into her arms, rubbing her back. “Stop yelling at her Shane!” Nina held both her palms in hers. “Let’s just say we are going on a family adventure.” “Really?” Abigail smiled excitedly. “Yeah,” I added, forcing a smile back. Nina packed up her stuff in less than a minute and just like that, our shack, the place we had called home all our lives, was empty.

I wiped my face, glad I hadn’t done my makeup yet. “Are you nervous?” I asked. Damien nodded, not bothering to look up from his phone. Bonnie bursted into the room. The bright magenta of her dress was an eyesore. “Daddy, please zip my dress.” She was bouncing as she admired her reflection. “Hold still, Bonnie.” Damien was struggling. I imagined the zipper breaking and felt immediate guilt. Bonnie may have looked like she was imitating a certain purple dinosaur, but she was happy. “I can help.” I moved toward them.

“Melody, there is nothing wrong. When Bonnie and Christine see it for the first time, they will be ecstatic. Now, go get dressed. You have to walk down with Bonnie.” Bonnie’s dress was lace with embroidery around her cuffs and hem. The back was see through and fit tightly to her form. The neckline was low, allowing Branden to mark her. “Bonnie, you look amazing.” “It feels funny not having Mom and Dad here. That damn hurricane had to come now.” “They are safe at the rescue center, and you don’t have to worry about them.”

It's right around noon, and Ryan's in his office when he gets an internal call from Vivian. She says Bonnie Raymond is there to see him. Bonnie is the youngest daughter of Bernard Raymond, the big boss of Maxsan. She's grown up with everything money could buy, and her family spoils her rotten. So, she's kind of a snob, you know? She always looks down on people, especially anyone who isn't as rich as her. But when she's with Ryan, she seems different. She's actually kind of shy and bashful, like a young girl.

Pulling her close to his chest he rested her chin on her forehead. There was something specifically wrong about that girl. Amber was pacing inside her living room when the door of her room opened. A bulky man appeared at the threshold of her room. Once she got a glance of his, she ran towards him and jumped on his lap wrapping her arms and legs around his torso. "Oh... Cool down my horny wolf. I have just returned from hunting." Aron smirked holding her properly and slapping her ass a little. "Oh. I missed you." Amber squealed like a whining child.