Reese sucked his teeth irritably. “Augusto Ferrante.” He finished the sentence with a low vile tone.
“Got it in one.” Liam smirked.
“Holy fucking Christ!” Reese spat, raking his hands into his hair and holding his head back as he stared at the ceiling.
“I got in touch with a contact over in Boston when I saw who the girl’s father was, I recognized the name…my contact knows something extra about this but he didn’t want to say anything about it over the phone…”
That was sinister…
Reese dropped his hands with a very penetrating serious look at Liam.
“You know the Boston guys are coming here end of the week, right…my guy wants to catch up on the sly while here, says he’ll fill you in on what really went down at the time of Patrick’s death.”
Reese idly scratched his jaw and looked at his phone. “So your saying hold off on d
Cory was adamant after the party Saturday night that he was going to try and get Quinn to come with him to see Reese fight. He knew it would be in his favor to take her without Reese even knowing, she had said she hated violence…and Cory knew what Reese’s matches were like.Cage fighting was brutal, and being underground fighting the place would be full of gangsters and dangerous vibes that would hopefully scare Quinn off being interested in Reese forever.It was a nasty trick…One he really hoped worked.He wasn’t really sure what was going on between the two of them, they seemed to have a connection that he didn’t and that pissed him off that he was losing…although the competition was off and he had been warned to back off, all that shit didn’t mean jack to him.He liked Quinn and wanted her.He found it strange, he had never really had to chase many girls before, as soon as he made it clear he liked them they generally fell to their knees wanting to be with him. Reese was right to
“Yeah, none of my business…” Cory grumbled. “Quinn, I know you think I’m just a fuck boy and, yeah, I admit that maybe I am…or was…but I…”“Whoa, wait up…” Quinn interrupted. “Are you seriously going to try and say you’re different with me?” She asked sarcastically. “That’s cliché as fuck.”Cory looked at her with surprise and rubbed the back of his neck. “Okay, savage…but nevertheless that is what I was going to say, because I believe it…”She turned her body to face him directly. “Okay, tell me how it usually goes for you…”He frowned a little confused. “Usually goes for me?”“Yeah, how you normally get the girl.”He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Normally? Ah…usually they’ll show interest in me first, you know…”“Okay, but lots of girls do that, you don’t sleep with all of them, so you see one you like, then what?” Quinn folded her arms and stared at him.He licked his lips. “If I see her at a party I’ll approach her…if I see her around campus and like her I’ll get her num
Friday night and Quinn had managed to successfully sneak out again, feigning not feeling well after studying too hard Antonio had told her to go to bed early and he would send Danny to pick her up in the morning. He knew she had her first assessment coming up on the Fundamentals of Property Law as it pertains to large commercial infrastructure, something that was important to know in his business model.Now, she was waiting on the corner of her street for Cory’s truck. She had to slap her cheeks to make sure she wasn’t dreaming this.A date.An actual date!She had never been on one before…and although she had purposely asked for something casual and fun when they had been messaging each other to plan it out she couldn’t get the image of what happened on Wednesday out of her head.As his truck pulled up and she jumped in with a smile, her stomach flipped and her heart thumped at the prospect of kissing this hunk of a man ag
Quinn pressed a hand to his chest and tilted her chin up to him. “So?”“Eighteenth…” He answered.“Hmm…Libra. No wonder…”“No wonder what? Don’t tell me you’re into that astrology rubbish?”“Well, a Libra is said to be a nice person…don’t you want to be a nice person?”He grinned down at her. “I guess, what else?”“They like balance in all things, but are known as being people pleasers who try to keep everyone happy.”Cory grit his teeth and looked at the screen. “Yeah, I suppose you could say that’s me…”“I’ve heard you hate seeing a girl upset, and you’ve proven that to me before.”Cory huffed and shoved the popcorn at her. “Here…you know who else has a birthday in October?”“No, who?” Quinn asked as she t
“Do I have to go to the dinner?” Reese huffed irritably to his father.“Of course you do, you’ll be expected to make a toast as my heir…” Cillian grumbled back as he adjusted his tie.“Ah, fuck…” Reese raked a hand through his hair, frustrated he couldn’t act on the information burning a hole in his soul.“Reese…” Cillian growled. “Pack in the macho shit.”“I’m not doing it on purpose, Dad, I just…” He sighed frustrated.“Yeah, look I don’t like the guy either, so I’m glad your perceptions are on the right wave length but you need to learn not to show it.”“Yeah, yeah…enough of the lecture, I get it.”Cillian grinned, then clapped Reese on the shoulder. “Take your grievance out on his fighter tomorrow night.”Reese grinned back, his golden eyes sparkling. “Oh, I intend to, can’t fucking wait.”“That’s my boy!” Cillian laughed. “Look, do the toast, stay for the main then excuse yourself…you do need to rest for the fight and I’m sure his fighter won’t even attend…it’s only because who y
Reese was really riled up for this fight, he hadn’t slept last night due to the information he had received on top of the fact that he hadn’t had a drop of alcohol for the last week or seen or heard from Quinn for the last few days while he prepared for the fight. He tended to close himself off as he prepared for fights, he knew he got moody and was not nice company to be around, fair enough.He had also received a weird ass message from Cory this morning too, apparently he had gone on a date with Quinn.Fucking great!Since when did fuck boy, golden retriever take girls out on dates?Damn it!But the message wasn’t bragging, something had happened…and Reese instinctively knew it had something to do with Antonio and Quinn’s fucked up relationship. Cory must have said something…But he really couldn’t focus on that right now…not today. The mere thought of the fact that Quinn was with Antonio
The fight was brutal, Reese was a lot quicker on his feet than the heavy monster and he dealt a lot of damage to the guy in a short space of time, aiming for his tree trunk legs. Hammering them over and over with hard kicks. This fucker was not going to be able to walk tomorrow…In between the kicks Reese was jabbing at the guy’s kidneys and his eyebrows alternatively. One eyebrow opened up nicely, blood pouring down the guy’s face and half blinding him. There was no time out or rounds in this cage, this was one long fight to the end, no rules. The Ref on the outside to make sure no one else interfered and when a fighter surrendered or was unconscious the cage was opened up.The monster wasn’t completely useless and he had a hard hit to him. He got Reese a couple of times, throwing him back and making his head groggy. His own left eye swelling closed. But Reese was winning and it wouldn’t be too long until the big guy’s legs collaps
Quinn was dropped home on Sunday afternoon by Danny. He helped her to the door and she waved him off, not wanting him to come in. They were all complicit in her torture, not doing anything to help her, just doing their jobs and looking the other way.He handed her a bag full of ointment for her to treat her wounds and bruises. She scowled at him and snatched it from his grasp before slamming the door shut. She heaved a heavy sob and dropped to her knees, gasping for breath as she felt like the walls were closing in on her.She heard her phone go off and looked with shock over to the kitchen where it was lying on the bench plugged into the charger at the socket.She stared at it, walking slowly over towards it, her anxiety spiking and her stomach threatening to empty of the late lunch she had been forced by Antonio to eat before he sent her home satisfied in the marks left on her skin.She had not left her phone there.She picked it up, unplugging i
Five years later.Quinn got out of the taxi in front of the apartment building on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. She glanced up at the twenty story building with a whimsical smile on her lips. She had just arrived back in the US after spending fashion week in Paris modelling for a new fashion designer under a new brand called Eval Logic, edgy clothing that she loved to wear so much she had invested in it. After investing she inadvertently became the face of the brand so when the designer got invited to join fashion week in Paris as one of their featured young up and comers of course Quinn had to go as the model. It had been a blast and a whirlwind, but now she was nervous. Even though the planning had taken a month and she had spoken of it to her boys, she had just left in the end without them because they were busy. She had pissed them off and now she was back to face the consequences.She glanced at her bodyguard, Trent, as he glared at her for pausi
“If you are all serious about this throuple relationship, then Cory and Quinn will marry in a spectacular wedding covered by the press…you, my boy, will have to play the third in the shadows…”Cory and Quinn looked horrified but Reese nodded solemnly. “Got it….yeah, it makes sense.”“How the hell does that make sense to you, Rice?” Cory yelled.Reese turned in his seat to face Quinn and Cory. “To be honest I was going to suggest something pretty similar anyway…you’re going to be a lawyer, you’re son of the Police Commissioner, you’re record is clean and Quinn is going to pass her college degree and get a good job…meanwhile I am about to take over from Dad when I graduate…I’ll have eyes on me wherever I go.”“I don’t care about that…” Quinn piped up. “I’ve lived with the mafia, I know how these things work&h
Michael and Wendy were waiting at the airport as they got off the plane. Cory went up to his dad and they embraced as Reese and Quinn watched. Wendy came up to Quinn and took her into her arms for a hug.“We’re so glad you’re all safe and sound…”“Let’s make sure this is the end of all the drama.” Michael said, glancing at Reese.Reese sucked his teeth and looked away, not giving any promises. He saw a group of men wearing black making their way over. He stiffened as he saw his father in the middle of them.“Wait here.” He said and walked off to meet with him.“Dad, what are you doing here?” Reese asked.“I’ve come to take you home.” Cillian’s eyes lifted to where Quinn was standing with the McMillan family. “I need to talk to her.”Reese’s eyes clouded and narrowed. “Why right now?”“Reese,
Warning - sex scenesAs Reese led Quinn and Cory into a hotel room back on mainland Italy in the city of Genoa Quinn wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face into his back and squeezing him tightly.He grimaced, grabbing her hands and pulling them apart. “Jesus, take it easy, baby…”“He’s got fractured ribs, bunny…” Cory came up behind her and took her arms, making her step back away from Reese as Reese smiled down at her and pinched her chin.“I’m sorry, I just…I missed you so much…”“We both missed you too, babe…” Reese said before turning away and clearing his pockets of his phone, wallet and passport, taking off his jacket and dropping down into the small couch in the room.Quinn could see they had already been staying here before going over to Sicily as their suitcases were still on the floor by the bureau.&ldq
Quinn was sitting on a garden seat under a pergola, guarded by four armed men. She had seen Augusto standing in the doorway smoking and something told her that something was going on. She had been led out here in her white chemise and matching robe – still the only clothing she had been allowed to wear for two weeks, not including underwear - and told to sit quietly and wait.Wait for what?She looked up at a commotion over at Augusto’s study and saw Reese stumble out the door and lift his head to look in her direction. She stood up in surprise. “Reese?” She breathed.One of the men guarding her growled. “Go!”She blinked up at him thinking he was ordering her back to her room but he was pointing towards Reese. She was scared it was a trap and not Reese at all.“Quinn!” His voice rang out and she wailed as she was running.He went to run towards her but Augusto clamped a hand on his shoulder pr
Ten days later Reese and Cory got out of the Fiat taxi in front of the gates of a villa a mile from the main city of Palermo. They had arrived in Italy the day before catching a boat across that morning and now they stood before the house of the man that had Quinn, Don Augusto Ferrante.The fact that there were several armed guards standing on the other side of the gates told them their visit had already been informed to Augusto. It had been obvious when they told the taxi driver the address it was well known and the taxi driver had spoken to his comrades at the ferry terminal park in Italian, they had all bristled and shouted at them. Reese had pulled a wallet full of cash and told the driver he could have it all. One had made a phone call as the driver herded them into his car laughing and nodding. He probably thought to just drop them off to their deaths and go about his day.Reese looked through the wrought iron gate at the guards and sucked his teeth. He was still
That night Reese walked up the front steps of a nice house in the Hamptons, as he approached the door it opened to reveal Cory standing there, his lower leg in a cast with a hospital moonboot over it.“Reese! What the fuck, man!?”Reese enveloped him in a huge embrace, dropping his face into the side of Cory’s neck and breathing in deeply. Cory reached around him and embraced him too, clinging on to fistfuls of Reese’s jacket. That made Reese gasp in pain and Cory dropped his arms, retreating a step as he gripped Reese’s shoulders and looked into his eyes.“What the fuck have you done to yourself? You better come in.”Cory helped Reese into the main living area and down onto the couch. He looked up as Michael walked in looking not very pleased.Reese looked up through his hair at the Police Commissioner and smirked as Cory sat beside him and grabbed his hand. Cory looked up with a grimace at his father.
Antonio drove them to an old disused warehouse that he owned the land of and sometimes used the warehouse to store pallets of goods he would rather authorities didn’t see. He stepped out of the back of the car with an air of confidence as Matteo went into the trunk and pulled out a briefcase, he placed it down on the bonnet of the car and opened it up, pulling out a document and placing it next to the briefcase.Reese got out of his car and looked at Matteo and Antonio dubiously.“You already have a contract?”“No, that is a standard NDA contract, we can write on the back of it.” Matteo explained.“Huh…” Reese snorted. “Alright then…conditions.”“Winner gets the girl…it’s his responsibility to go and pick her up.” Antonio sneered.Matteo gave him a raised eyebrow, smirking while he wrote it down.Reese clucked his tongue, not getting the amuse
Reese was just getting out of his car with Tank and Bulletproof in the carpark of his condo when a Bentley raced up behind his car and blocked him in. He stood up, looking over at the Bentley knowing exactly who it was.“Stay here.” He said to Bulletproof and Tank, putting his hands in his jacket pockets and leaning on the back of his car, staring at the back of the Bentley as the driver got out and opened the door.Matteo got out of the passenger side quickly coming around as Antonio barreled out of the back storming up to Reese and getting in his face as Matteo tried to hold him back.“You fucking little shit, what the hell do you think you’re doing? We’ve had years of peace that you’ve managed to ruin in a matter of days! Who is going to compensate me for business losses! And now your father has executed Sean Flanagan? Have you Irish dogs all gone rabid?”Reese sucked his teeth at the verbal onslaught, side eye