Reese huffed as he sat back in his seat and let his gaze wander the restaurant. He was bored and felt these little family dinners were a complete waste of time especially when it was cutting into his Saturday night. Why his father always insisted on him meeting every bloody new wife potential was beyond him. This one seemed to be a little bit crafty and was actually of a decent age for his fifty five year old father, she looked to be thirty rather than the twenty somethings he kept showing up with, and was decent enough to look at. He wished them all the best and good luck once the woman found out what his father, Cillian O’Shea, did for a living.
In the good old days it was extortion, booze running and illegal gambling, these days it was guns and drugs importing that the Irish Mob invested in and a healthy dose of money laundering through their various legitimate looking businesses, including restaurants, hotels and clubs.
Reese’s eyes fell on a familiar f
Emma entered the Student Executive Office with a strange trepidation having no idea why she was being summoned first thing on a Monday morning. She knew she hadn’t done anything to warrant this and she was nervous about having to face Reese O’Shea noticing he was alone in the room.Reese smiled as she entered and stood up from the computer desk, indicating for her to sit on the couches.“Emma Johnson, glad you could come and see me. Please sit down, make yourself comfortable, I’m just wanting to have a little bit of a personal chat with you. You don’t mind, do you?”He gave her a sexy smile as he sat down in the arm chair that faced side on to the couch and crossed his legs exuding a calm friendly manner that seemed to work on putting Emma at ease.“Oh, okay…whew! I thought for a minute I was in trouble.” She giggled nervously as she sat down, pulling her skirt down as much as she could to cover her t
“Do I have to do this?” Quinn asked nervously. “You told me my weeks were my own, so why am I having to go to some charity auction on a Thursday? Who even does these things during the week?” She was standing in front of Antonio wearing a long dark blue dress that the shop assistant had recommended for the event and that the shop fitters were now hemming while they waited. This meant two nights were taken up by this, today being Wednesday and tomorrow the night of the event, both of which she could be studying.He was sitting in a comfy chair, one leg hooked up over the other while he scrutinized Quinn in the stunning velvet dress that showed a lot of cleavage in a dipping sweetheart neckline.“The rich with nothing better to do…and of course you do, you’re my partner in this now…why do you dare to question me?”The fitters glanced nervously at each other while they worked on the dress as Quinn stood still o
The electronic disc on the table suddenly went off between them causing Quinn to jump out of her skin and reel backwards.“Easy babe!” Reese’s fingers went to the back of her neck again, catching her and keeping her close. She winced as his fingers dug in a little too strongly. He instantly let go, standing up and stepping to her side and sweeping her hair back. “Fuck, sorry, did I hurt you?”“No, stop!” Quinn cried out.Too late…Reese stood staring at the black bruises on the back of her neck, his face dropping into a grim and deadly expression.“Who the fuck did this?”“Stop!” Quinn pushed him away, sweeping her hair back over her shoulders to cover it and looking around the café embarrassed to see it half full of people and some of them staring and gossiping about them. “Not here.”“Then let’s go somewhere to talk…”
Cory was just drying himself off in the locker room after his shower when he heard his phone go. He leaned into his locker and grabbed it, reading the message from Reese with a grim sigh.“What the fuck have you done…?” He muttered and hurriedly dressed, grabbed his stuff and went to walk out.“Hey! Wait for us, Curry…”“Nah, got somewhere to be…” He said and dipped out quickly.He had no idea where to even look for Quinn at this time of the morning…he made his way to the business faculty and scanned the corridors.After a few minutes he saw the top of her red head cross the hall in the distance and he hurriedly made his way up to the intersection to see her walk into a class room.He ducked in and saw her take a seat and take a folder out of her bag. No one was in the room and he guessed she was in here to drop some assignment notes off but she looked mentally spent as she sigh
Quinn was shocked at the swanky room Antonio led her into for the charity auction. The five star hotel that was hosting it was definitely for the uber rich and she could feel the difference between this group of people and the people at the last soirèe. These people were elegant and refined and exuded class. Quinn gripped Antonio’s arm nervously.He glanced down at her with an amused smile. “Don’t worry, petalo, these people are pussycats…we are here to rub shoulders and shake hands and be seen in esteemed legal company.”She relaxed a bit and when the waitress came round with flutes of champagne she took one, taking a heavy sip.“Take it easy…” Antonio warned. He knew she was no good with alcohol and bubbles tended to go straight to her head. Besides, she was technically underage, no matter how grown up and sexy she looked in that dress.A man dressed in a fine three piece suit came up to Antonio and shook his hand. “Mr Ferrante, I’m glad you could make it…”“It was short notice, but
Quinn stumbled as Antonio pulled her and he turned his head to look at her with a frown. “Please, Antonio…I need the bathroom.”He glared at her for a moment then nodded, letting her hand go. “Go, quickly…the secret auction is about to close and I want to bid on that watch.” He stalked off leaving her to go fill in the required form. She looked back and Matteo was right there on her shoulder making her flinch. He pointed to the left.“Over there.”“Oh, thanks…” She ducked her head and had to concentrate on not running for the door.The hallway she stepped into had an exit door out onto a small balcony with a fire escape and she rushed off out there to get some fresh air, her stomach swirling in fear and nerves.She stepped to the balustrade and gulped in air, closing her eyes and enjoying the cool air on her face as it was hot and no doubt red.“Quinn, what the fuck!”She spun around as Reese growled behind her. Her heart skipped a beat at the fierce look in those golden eyes, they se
Friday was a nervous day for Quinn as she tried to keep her head down and not be found by Reese. She met Cory during her break in classes for lunch and they sat in the café Artifice.“So you were right about being home late…I saw your message this morning, I fell asleep.” Cory said sheepishly. She hadn’t been dropped home till Antonio was done with her at 2am.“I told you…”“So where did you go, on a date?” He asked coyly.She laughed. “You’re not smooth…I was attending a charity auction with my brother.”“Not the one for Cancer treatments in Africa?”Quinn startled. “Yeah…”“Damn, I was supposed to go to that…wait, Reese was there wasn’t he?”Quinn frowned with remorse. “Yeah, I saw him there…but couldn’t talk to him.”“
It was going to rain just as Quinn was heading home. She cursed the weather report not telling her that morning as she drew her hood up on her sweatshirt and bowed her head into the wind. She had been walking for a week now, since her car was in the shop…and although she liked the walk as she didn’t live too far away days like this made her wish she had her car back.A V8 engine sounded next to her as a car pulled over to the curb, she turned to look and saw a black Camero.She stopped walking as the window on the passenger side opened and Reese leaned over from the driver’s side with a big ass smile on his face.“You don’t have your car back yet, do you?”“Obviously no…” Quinn drawled sarcastically.“Get in, let me take you home, it’s going to rain soon.”Quinn looked at the stormy grey sky feeling the wind whipping up around her and grudgingly got into Reese’s
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