Quinn knocked on the door to the student executive office with a little trepidation. She really wasn’t sure why Reese would send her a slip requiring her to attend a disciplinary meeting. She knew it was probably a farce, but she had been consecutively taking Mondays and Tuesdays off so it could be legit. Regardless she welcomed the opportunity to talk about what happened, especially on Sunday afternoon.
As she opened the door and walked in she saw Reese sitting on a couch with his feet up on a coffee table drinking a can of coffee.
“Nice to see you’re punctual.” He said with a sultry smirk, his eyes roamed her figure remembering what she tasted like.
She saw the look and instantly felt heat pool deep within. “What’s this all about?”
“Sit down…you’ve got some explaining to do.”
“Explaining what?” She asked feeling quite nervous as she sat down on the other couch facing h
“Hey, take it easy…” Cory whispered to him as Quinn ducked her head, ashamed.“I know that now, but now he’s escalated I’m scared of him and he knows it…”“Well, we’re here now.” Reese said firmly.Quinn’s eyes brimmed with tears again as she clutched the sleeves of her hoodie in her hands. That motion caught Reese’s attention and he frowned.“Show Cory your wrists…in fact, take your sweatshirt off.” He ordered in a growl.Quinn baulked and gave him a startled gape.“Can you be any more scary right now, Rice! Fuck’s sake…” Cory hit out at him.Reese grit his teeth making his jaw flex. “I don’t mean to be…babe, please show us…Cory needs to see.”Quinn swallowed hard and then slowly stood up, pulling her sweatshirt off over her head and clutching it to her chest as she turned
Cory stopped at the mall and they ran in for some quick supplies. Quinn wasn’t interested in spending Reese’s money or buying fashionable brands so she just grabbed the real basic necessities to see her through the next couple of days; underwear, jeans, t-shirt, sweatshirt, toiletries and a cute pair of shorty pajamas.It took them two hours and Cory bought them some burgers and fries from the food court before heading home.As they drove up to the security gate he punched in the access code, waved at the guard and drove through into the private gated community.Quinn gaped at the huge and lovely homes with their immaculate front lawns. “Wow, is this really where you live?”Cory grinned. “Yeah, why? The real flash homes are the ones further back…they have like an acre of land around them and are eight to ten bedrooms, swimming pool…I’ll take you for a wander around later, we’re safe within here.&rdqu
Wendy handed Quinn a pile of sheets from the cupboard in the hall. “Are you sure? I can very easily do it.”“No, thank you…I’m perfectly capable of making a bed up for myself, you’ve done enough just letting me stay.”Wendy gave her a smile and looked at Cory who was leaning on the hall wall, watching with a little loving smile on his lips. As Quinn turned and walked into the bedroom Wendy mouthed to Cory ‘She’s so cute!’ and made a little squishy face as she held her fists up under her chin.Cory laughed and walked past his step-mother, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Calm down…” He walked into the guest room and closed the door.He leaned his back on it and let out a sigh, shaking his head. Quinn was just throwing the bottom sheet out over the bed, she looked up with a frown.“What’s wrong?”His lip curled up. “Nothing…Wendy thin
Cory remembered what she said about hiding under the bed and dropped his gaze. The bed wasn’t high enough to get under. He put the bottles down and walked around the bed to the side that was next to the window, it was only a gap of two feet, enough to fit the side table.As he came around he felt his heart constrict to see a tiny little lump on the floor covered in the sheet she had been putting on the bed looking like a mummy. She was curled up so tight in a ball she looked like a small child.“Ah, fuck, Quinn…I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left…”He dropped to his knees then to the floor between her back and the bed, grabbing her into his arms and pulling her tight against him, spooning around her protectively. She flinched and startled like she wasn’t even aware he had been there and talking to her.“Shush, it’s okay, bunny…I won’t leave again…I’m sorry.”
Cory walked into the kitchen the next morning to make coffee and found his father waiting for him with a frown of disapproval.“Son, are you ready to talk now?”Cory sighed resigned to this conversation. “Sure, I guess…”“Those bruises on her wrists…have you got a name for the person who did that?” He sounded accusatory and Cory wondered if he had already figured it out.He gave his father a hard challenging look. “Antonio Ferrante.”Michael wiped a hand over his face as he groaned. “I had a feeling that conversation would have something to do with this, the timing was a dead giveaway…I told you…”“Those bruises aren’t the only ones, Dad.” Cory interrupted.Michael’s face deadpanned into his policeman expression at receiving bad news. “Go on.”“She has the remains of lash marks on her back, which I really hope are going to fully heal so she doesn’t have to live with them all her life! And he fucking tattooed his name on her skin!”“Jesus Christ…” Michael breathed out. “You do realize h
Antonio swept onto campus like a storm in stealth mode. His dark aura making the crowds peel back to give him room as he made his way first to Quinn’s car, it was unlocked. The keys, her phone and laptop all inside, then to the administration building and up the stairs heading straight for the Chancellor’s office.He had been on the phone with Chancellor Bayton early that morning demanding a meeting with him and Dean Edwards of the Business faculty with all camera footage of Quinn from the previous day ready for his viewing.The fact he was accompanied by not only Matteo but three other bodyguards as well made everyone stop and stare at his passing. Within minutes the whole school was chattering about his arrival and most of the girls on campus were swooning at his immaculately dressed dangerous persona.He sat in the Chancellor’s office with a silent death glare as he watched the collated material of Quinn’s day. Seeing her going in and
Quinn had a huge smile on her face as she panted easily out her mouth. Cory paced along easily beside her as they jogged around the crescent streets of the closed community. It was a chilly day but the sun was shining so once warmed up it wasn’t too bad. They crossed a street and Cory led them down towards where the larger homes were. Quinn’s eyes raked over the large mansions behind security gates of their own noting the cameras monitoring everything. They past one particular house that was a dark brown brick with white sashed windows, a large circular driveway with a fountain in the middle and armed security guards patrolling it.“Whoa…who lives there?” She muttered once they were past.Cory chuckled. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”“Who?” She demanded with a huge smile. “Come on…tell me. I can keep a secret, or don’t you know…” She teased.“Oh, I know alright…I’ve even been inside.” Cory boasted.“Who?” Quinn whined.“Beg me and I’ll tell you.” Cory teased right back. Quinn
She followed him down, careful not to trip down the stairs and sat on the couch with her plate on a cushion on her knees.Cory grit his teeth. “Are you worried about Reese?”She nodded. “Yeah, I am…”He took his phone out and called Reese, putting it on speaker and dropping it on the table in front of them. She looked at Cory a little startled, he seemed brusque in his manner with her like she had done something to piss him off and that made her reluctant to speak, especially given the fact that with Antonio she wasn’t allowed to speak.“Problem?” Came the answer as Reese picked up.“No problem, Quinn just wanted to talk to you, you’re on speaker.”“Hi…” Quinn squeaked out.“Hey, babe, how are you settling in, okay?”“Yeah…Cory’s parents are really nice.”“And Cory? Is he nice too?” Reese asked with a deep chuckle.Quinn gave a half laugh as she looked up at Cory to find him looking at her with an unreadable expression. “Yeah, he’s nice too…” She smiled at him and was glad when he smi
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