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LAYLA TUESDAY"Hey, movies are about to start. Are you okay in there?"Drew. I squeezed the knob, twitching it to open then hesitating.If we both disappear, Freya would know something's up. I need to stay calm. It's the only way.No more springing into action. "Just nothing sad. I think I plugged the toilet, I'll be out in a minute."I cringed visibly, flushing the toilet for added measure."Oh, if you need any help. Just let me know""I will."Once he was out of earshot, I dialed his number. What I should've done so long ago. "Hey."I palmed my face, the back of my head hitting the door as I listened to the soft sigh leaving his lips."Where are you?""Penthouse."I heard a strain, something that sounded awfully like zips."Oh. Have you spoken with Bella?""Not necessarily. You're with her?""Uh, yeah. Drew's here too.""That's good."I couldn't mention Freya either. I didn't miss the edge of the tone. The one that believes there's no one with him."Aiden.""I'm going to Californi
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LAYLA WEDNESDAY"Come back to bed.""Don't check your phone."I spun and straddled him, looking around to see where it was. Most likely huddled somewhere in his pants. "Why?"He arched forward, his lips meeting my neck and aiming higher. "Uh nothing.""Is it about Ella?"I bet those lips had curved in a knowing smirk. It was almost noon, I hadn't slept that good in a while and he didn't wake us up, so the news hit tabloids around ten. He could've gotten up and read them at anytime. "I haven't seen the headlines."Mind reading Aiden. "So how...""If I was an obsessed wannabe sociopath. That's exactly what I'll do."He shrugged and lifted us. "Fun's over. I need to call my mom, we should freshen up and...""It could take an hour to drive home and come back, maybe we should meet..."He tossed the covers off, sliding to the edge of the bed and pulling me with him. "Who said anything about you driving home?"I could squeal and protest, but he was a man with a mission, hauling me to the b
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AIDENI've completely lost my mind. It's an oval room with seats circulated round it, each seat occupied by men and women who could collaborate and turn against me, take away what I've worked half my life for, destroy my professional career, yet in this moment I find it all insignificant. I can't bring myself to express anger or beg them not to turn to the enemies. I had a dossier from my father on the hotspots. Howard Keller, Sarah Conner and Rivera Marine, they had turned, or were on the brink. That leaves 7 share holders. It's not so much the numbers, but they key players. Two of them will stand with my father, they're too terrified to do otherwise, those two would have one each on their team that makes four slightly guaranteed support from whatever gets thrown at me.The remaining three could swing either way, but if two of them swing towards Tristan, the other will most definitely follow. There isn't a tie breaker here, it's win or lose. Their eager eyes bore into mine, but I
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AIDEN.“Spank me. I deserve it all. I’ll take it. I’ll beg for more. All For You.”I run my fingers along her exposed flesh. A part of it had turned a dark shade of red. I only whipped her twice. I’ve read stories on BDSM, watched movies, and listened to fantasies. It piqued my interest, but now I’m just bored.Delilah is screaming off rhythm, and my hard on is disappearing by the second. I’m not a man to leave a woman unsatisfied. I’ll finish. But never again Miss eye fucking server. Never. Again.I tossed the idle whip aside, flipped her over her back, and shrugged her left leg over my shoulder.“Oh, God. Aiden.”She screeched. I thrust my cock. One last movement took us both over the edge. Her more than me. I’d give her a three out of ten. I’ve been with better women.Impaling my cock out of her core, I disposed of the condom, moved away and reached the table, fishing my cell phone from the corner to meet two new notifications.“My number is on my card.”She drawled by the bed. I t
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LAYLA.TUESDAY.“I demand a bucket of acid.”I elbow the front door, storming into Bella’s apartment.“Whoo, who’s getting ass whipped?”She tugs on her brows, swaying her head for a side view of her face, then relieves the mirror by dropping it on the table.“Don’t even. Just get me a contact with someone who supplies acid. ASAP.”“I can, but relax. I know that we can get angry sometimes and I will be your ally if this ever goes to court, but maybe we should communicate first. Who have you in such a shitty mood?”“Aiden! Fucking Aiden! I’ll kill him, Bells. I swear I’ll kill him. He’ll choke. I won’t let it be a quick death. It’ll be slow. Oh, so very slow.”I close my lids and picture it.“I’ll let him beg for mercy. He’ll beg Bella. I swear to God he will beg me not to kill him. Will I listen? Hell no. Then I’ll hide his body. He doesn’t earn rest in the afterlife. I’ll dump it in some ocean weeks later. Yes. I will do that. That’s not all though. Next, I’ll...”“Okay! That’s some v
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LAYLA.WEDNESDAY.My fist is curled are swinging for his chest. they land a weak blow, but it's enough to make me feel better. "You need to move three times as fast as me to be in third place, love.""Shut up! I'm not doing this. The game is off.""When it's just getting fun? I think not. Plus, you already agreed."I shoved a finger in his face. "I did not agree to anything.""What a rare moment. Layla Dean, going back on her words, here I was thinking you were better.""Reverse psychology does not work on me." I seethe. He chuckles and then recoils."Reverse psychology works on everyone. Except me."Boastful much? I scoff."I'll win, and you'll get four hundred. It's just a hundred grand more." That stinks of sarcasm and cockiness."I swear to the Almighty, I will kill you, Aiden. I'll be the one that gets you six feet under. I'll..."I got stopped when Penelope drove in. I had about five more curses to lay on one of the worst men to walk the earth, but no. I'm proactive. The pen is
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LAYLA.WEDNESDAY."Aiden? Layla?""Hey, babe."I rear my hands against the fridge and wriggle out of the space, hearing Penelope call out to both of us, then offer a greeting to her fiancé.Pulling the pleat of my cloth, I let out a dry cough and pranced towards the living room, putting a much-needed space between me and Satan himself."Oh, there you are."I acquainted my face with a smile for appearances, forging a look that didn't scream how troubled I went a few seconds ago."Quentin, this is Layla Dean. I'm sure that name rings a bell in that colossal head of yours."I chuckle at her. Quentin nods and strolls over to me, lifting a hand and then pressing his lips over the top."Magazines should work on that picture quality. It doesn't do justice. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Dean."I nod my head."If it isn't the black sheep.""I'm the only sheep."I step aside at the rise of his voice. Aiden measured to my vacant spot and crossed arms with Quentin. They laughed while
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LAYLA WEDNESDAY. 9:08 PM “And he said my sex life was lacking? He shoves his fucking spree in my face, Bells. I want to squeeze his fucking neck so bad.” I moan, twirling my finger at the bartender for another shot. I'm so drunk. “Well, you aren’t exactly sexually active, aside from that cute Mexican in Denver. That was three months ago.” “So I should fuck every day like him?” I sputtered, clipping my lips at how loudly that sounded. “Of course not. My brother is an asshole; don’t let what he says get to you. Although, I think you’re more furious at your father than him. Why did you go see him anyway?” "He summoned me. I had no choice. And no—I don’t even want to hear his name. My father is a man who shoved a dick into a woman’s leg. That woman had me. Maybe for the first six years of my life, they played the role of not letting me see how toxic they were, but you can’t act forever. Their masks fell and my childhood, well, that was shitty. My father is just a man. A fertile ma
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AIDENI've completely lost my mind. It's an oval room with seats circulated round it, each seat occupied by men and women who could collaborate and turn against me, take away what I've worked half my life for, destroy my professional career, yet in this moment I find it all insignificant. I can't bring myself to express anger or beg them not to turn to the enemies. I had a dossier from my father on the hotspots. Howard Keller, Sarah Conner and Rivera Marine, they had turned, or were on the brink. That leaves 7 share holders. It's not so much the numbers, but they key players. Two of them will stand with my father, they're too terrified to do otherwise, those two would have one each on their team that makes four slightly guaranteed support from whatever gets thrown at me.The remaining three could swing either way, but if two of them swing towards Tristan, the other will most definitely follow. There isn't a tie breaker here, it's win or lose. Their eager eyes bore into mine, but I
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LAYLA WEDNESDAY"Come back to bed.""Don't check your phone."I spun and straddled him, looking around to see where it was. Most likely huddled somewhere in his pants. "Why?"He arched forward, his lips meeting my neck and aiming higher. "Uh nothing.""Is it about Ella?"I bet those lips had curved in a knowing smirk. It was almost noon, I hadn't slept that good in a while and he didn't wake us up, so the news hit tabloids around ten. He could've gotten up and read them at anytime. "I haven't seen the headlines."Mind reading Aiden. "So how...""If I was an obsessed wannabe sociopath. That's exactly what I'll do."He shrugged and lifted us. "Fun's over. I need to call my mom, we should freshen up and...""It could take an hour to drive home and come back, maybe we should meet..."He tossed the covers off, sliding to the edge of the bed and pulling me with him. "Who said anything about you driving home?"I could squeal and protest, but he was a man with a mission, hauling me to the b
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LAYLA TUESDAY"Hey, movies are about to start. Are you okay in there?"Drew. I squeezed the knob, twitching it to open then hesitating.If we both disappear, Freya would know something's up. I need to stay calm. It's the only way.No more springing into action. "Just nothing sad. I think I plugged the toilet, I'll be out in a minute."I cringed visibly, flushing the toilet for added measure."Oh, if you need any help. Just let me know""I will."Once he was out of earshot, I dialed his number. What I should've done so long ago. "Hey."I palmed my face, the back of my head hitting the door as I listened to the soft sigh leaving his lips."Where are you?""Penthouse."I heard a strain, something that sounded awfully like zips."Oh. Have you spoken with Bella?""Not necessarily. You're with her?""Uh, yeah. Drew's here too.""That's good."I couldn't mention Freya either. I didn't miss the edge of the tone. The one that believes there's no one with him."Aiden.""I'm going to Californi
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AIDEN “Let’s call a meeting with some shareholders. I want to know who’s behind this before…”“Drop. The. Call.”I expected more outrage, but this solemn tone would have to do. I anticipate my father’s smug replies will tip me off rather soon. He was on the phone, talking business. My mother was on a hospital bed somewhere and he busied himself with Smith Industries. “Aiden.” He kept the cell in his hand, the call still ongoing but whoever was on the other side hung up instead. “The next few words coming out of your mouth should be an explanation for everything. You leaked the news to the press.”His eyes went wide, but the composure didn’t falter. “You’re not stupid son. Don’t start now.”“You’re in this office discussing what? Ways to secure your asset so they’re not affected by this scandal.”“I have dealt with this news for months. I apologize for not being as distraught as you for hearing it for the first time.”“Why didn’t you tell me!”“To avoid this. We thought it could b
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LAYLAReporters. News vans. I came to him. I started driving, taking turns, and here I was. Smith industries.I wasn't the only one. The news was spreading quickly. It was merely 4 p.m. and the whole place was still buzzing. Security was handling the situation but Aiden wasn't out. Neither was just father.I had clearance to go in, up to his office, and glance at Giselle at her desk who paid no attention to my movements engrossed in her world.Now I was at his door, listening for sounds at the other side. Silence. Did he go home? Pacing in the office? Sleeping? Was he on the phone with her?Making flight arrangements?I wouldn't know until I got behind those doors, so I did.He left it open, one push and it bulged.His name hung in my throat as I slid inside, softly edging the door shut.And there he was. Hands plopped on each side of his face, head nestled between his legs. Either he was deep in thoughts, or too unbothered to check who had walked in.Then there was a scuffle, he adjus
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AIDENMONDAYI dipped everything. Files. Contracts. My cell phone while scouring for my keys. I wasn’t the organized and detailed fellow. I was frantic and topping over things. My senses went haywire, a term I hadn’t understood until this very moment. It’s like thinking about everything all at once. Allotting your brain with so much information that it’s unable to process any of it.How long had she been there? My father knew, but he said nothing. Was it chronic? My chest tensed. She called me herself, but how about Bella? Last I knew, my mother was investing and traveling around the world. She should not be in New York.I nearly stumbled to grab my phone off the desk as it rang. The call had been cut off before, and I would resort to other strategies if I didn't have an answer. Soon.“Aiden. I’m not in New York.”I waited.“What? Where are you? I’ll drive down now, or I’ll book the next flight there. How long have you been?”“Aiden.”She couldn’t berate correctly. Her voice was raspy,
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LAYLA SATURDAY The blinds are down. Thank fuck. My room light burns, surely the sun will be scorching. There’s a piece of paper on my bedside table, my phone holds it down and it falls to the floor while I grab my cell. Hopefully, it’s not important. I have a few missed calls, messages, and emails. I can use the weekend excuse to shove them all away. I need a hot bath, and coffee, then I intend to sleep some more. My other hand is clamped on something, so when I turn around and see a plain shirt, I’m hit with nausea. I recall the night before, most of it. Bella left, and I heard the door close in the middle of the night. Disgusting behavior. All on my end. With the alcohol worn off, my feelings are bare. But it's at the brim, and now I feel nothing. Completely numb. There’s a war raging within me, but on the outside, I’m a mask of an enigma. Just a regular Saturday here. **** FREYA “I pay you too much to have these for updates.” Giselle looked around, conscious of where we
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AIDEN FRIDAY “Would you like to talk about it?” Drew leaves his face unguarded and I jam my fist into it, connecting with his cheeks. He recoils, wincing in pain before landing on the floor. I moved from regular gym machines like the treadmill and punching bag to sparring with people, today being my best friend. His left cheek is bruised, a shade of bright red glaring without narrowing your gaze. “I doubt your sister will be pleased with attempted murder.” He groaned, I pulled a hand out and tugged him off the floor. “We spent more time talking than sparring. Did you come here to waste my time?” “Annoyance is a good look on you.” I let go and he fell back to the ground. “Hey! And I would not be here if you hadn’t called me, sounding like a godamn broken record.” I glared as he dusts himself back up, without my aid. I called him. Sure. But I needed someone on short notice. A mail came in from Harold. He sent over the signed agreement as a courtesy. Today was my girl’s big d
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FREYA “You’re bitter.” He points out, ambling aside while I stride violently inside. “No shit. Where’s the bar?” He nudges to the end of the room, hands tucked away, a mocking smirk smearing the corners of his face. Grunting, I keep walking until I reach my destination, hiking my toes to grab a bottle from the top. “Meeting with Aiden faltered?” I pop the cork and gulp directly from the bottle. Of course, he knew I had met Aiden. “I keep a close watch on all my assets.” Scoffing, I disposed the rest of it down the drain, wiping my mouth with the back of my palm before heading to where he stood. “Asset? That’s cute.” I slurred, my words burning at the tip of my tongue, mixing with the alcohol. “Did he say something to hurt your feelings? I apologize.” Ticking his tongue in bland mockery, I balled my fists and held back an urge to smack him. “What’s your end game? We’ve met. In the flesh. Why did you involve me?” His eyes slowly took me in. Drawing from the top of my head,
