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EVE NIGHTs Don’t let it spill
The morning ray’s found their way into the room through the small openings in the window. Her eyes fluttered and glanced at her side, her hands run across the bed and she found it empty. She was the only one on the bed. Her hands went to her hair and she pushed them off her face with a sad smile. She sat up and stared at her side, there was a phone on the table and a note was on it. She took it and stared at the phone. “It’s yours.” Her head nodded feebly at the note, which was the only thing it says. She pushed the covers off and stood up, between her legs kinda hurt and she wanted to have a hot bath, that would probably cool things off. “Ms. Eve. How would you like your breakfast, should I bring them to your room or you would come downstairs for it.” The chef knocked on the front door. If she goes downstairs she might see Wesley. She smiled shyly, she would have to eat downstairs. “I’ll be down in a few minutes.” She shut the bathroom door and turned on the showers. His eyes
EVE NIGHTs The ropes
Eve turned when she heard his voice. She didn’t know he was gonna come back to the dining. He seems interested in what the chef has to say. She stared at the chef as well. What does he have to say about Wesley? “...that he won’t wish you a merry Christmas!” He spread out his hands with a broad smile. The smile fades from his face. When he saw their faces. Wesley simply stared with no emotion, his gaze was cold as always and Eve shuddered slightly when he said that. Was she scared of what he said?“It’s Christmas.” He glanced between them. They must have had different meanings to what he said. “I’m sorry sir. I didn’t know it wasn’t gonna be pleasant.” He took a step back, waiting for the perfect moment to take his leave. He rubbed his shaky hands together. “You’ve been enjoying too much of your stay here, isn’t it? Jacky.” He fell to his knees, there was no way he was gonna escape without being punished. His head touched the ground. And his hand above them“I’m sorry sir, have mer
EVE NIGHTs Can’t understand you
“You mustn’t be weak Wesley. You saw what they did to you! Being weak would bring you to your knees. Show no affection for anyone. Kill even with the slightest mistake! Don’t have mercy on those that hurt you.”“Yes, master.” His knees were on the floor and his shirt was ripped off. There were long and thick lines on his back. Yet there was no glint of tears in his small eyes. “Only then do you rule the mafia world? You would have everyone on their knees! Listen to me boy and ...” he squats, his long gray hairs reaching down to his shoulders. “...be selfless.”His broad back was against the mirror, there were old scars on his back. He took the cigarette from the table and lit them. The room was dark but he could see her tied to the bed and her low whimper. His hands ruffled his hair as he smokes. “I was mistaken. I didn’t know you were this kind of a person. You’re so pretentious.” She whispered with her eyes shut. He turned and watched his lips move. She opened her eyes and met h
EVE NIGHTs Sleep with him
Wesley apologized to her, it felt so unreal. He was a man that could never say sorry even when he was wrong. She couldn’t understand why he did that and the feelings were unsettled in her. She stared at his bare back. His eyes were on the window, it was dark outside. She guessed it was probably late. She touched her wrist. And it hurts a bit. She took the covers and spread them over her body. “...there’s somewhere you’ve to go.” He turned and faces her. She couldn’t see his face because the room was too dark. And he was against turning the lights on. “Where’s that?” He dropped the curtains and the room was covered in darkness. “You’ll know when you get there. Someone who comes to have you dressed up.” She heard his footsteps but didn’t know if he was coming to bed or not. “What am I gonna do there?” She glanced around but know which direction he was standing in the room. “You’ll find out when you get there.” She looked at her side and exhaled, he wasn’t gonna tell her.“Can I tr
EVE NIGHTs Her Home
The light in the room was turned on when she left, there was nothing but a big bed at the side of the room. A glass table, the wardrobe, and that was all. The room felt empty the entire house and his heart was empty as well. He was the man he was, Wesley Enzo. He was standing by the mirror with his phone in his hand. He didn’t want her to see his sacred body covered in scars, he looks disgusted in it. He won’t know what to say when she asked him about the scars. They were both after one thing. Revenge. He took the robe from the bed and covered himself. There was someone he’s to call, she must’ve been there already. “It’s time.”He took the cigarette and lit them. Taking the bottle of vodka, pouring them into the glass. He walked to the bed with the phone in his ears. “...what, I wasn’t expecting a call from you. Besides, you didn’t come to the party. I didn’t even want to see your face.”“You’re a psycho.” He sips from the glass and leaned on the bed, with his back on the headr
EVE NIGHTs In a faint
“Wesley. I’m here!” His voice echoes over the house, his house was always so quiet that you might thought not even a soul lived there. “If it’s not Moscow I wonder who the mogul would be...brother!” Moscow chuckled and watched him coming down from the stairs with his robes on. He dropped the brief case he held on the bed. “Seems you’d a rough night. C’mon.” He spread out his hands for a warm hug, Wesley came down and gave him a side hug. “You came so early.” He sat down, taking a glass of juice that was on the table. “I was anxious to see you. You wanted me to leave tenderloin right way. Here I’m anyway.” He took the glass Wesley stretched out to him and sat down beside him. “When did you get back?”“Yesterday. It’s so quiet in here.” He exhaled, his back resting on the chair. “It’s has always been.” He poured out some juice for himself.“Your heart too, still empty?”“You wanna filled them?” Wesley spread out his hands, so he could hug him but Moscow pushed the hands away with
EVE NIGHTs His wife
“Look at the mirror Eve, you’re pretty like your momma.” The older woman fixed the mirror properly so she could see her small little self. She was eight years old then and was pulled up and made her sit on the chair. And this same particular time, getting to the time of her birthday. “You would look so beautiful in the dress I picked out for your birthday. It’s a blue dress and it’s gonna match your eyes.” She brushed her long golden brown hair with a pink brush. With a broad smile across her face. “Mother knows best they say...” She giggles, staring at herself in the mirror. “I can’t wait for my present mother,” “You would be surprised, your father is planning on showing you the blue diamond. Our heirloom.” “Seriously Mother! Isn’t it supposed to be a surprise?” She turned and her blue eyes sparked with excitement. Mrs. Montana cupped her small face in her hands. “You always wanted to know why you and your brother have blue eyes. It’s what makes us Montana, a sacred thing that
EVE NIGHTs Get her revenge
Dust turned and grabbed the plank, he had a plain face and faced the man who spoke. Wesley stared back at him with a darker gaze. “How did you get in here?” He looked around, his guards had stepped backward and formed a circle with him and Wesley. “How? With this.” He waved the gun in front of Dust. He laughed taking his gaze to Eve. “You sent her to me! Fuck. She was your wife all along. I should’ve had fun with her. I was such a fool.” “A big fool.” He blew the tip of the gun and smirked. “I fell into your trap didn’t I?” He took a step backward and tightened his grip on the plank. It would be useless to fight it with a gun. He searched the back of his pants, damn! He didn’t take it out with him. But he always had them in his pocket. “Looking for this?”“How the fuck did you get my gun?” “Who is smarter now Dust? Who the fuck is the king!” He growled, with veins prodding out of his neck. Dust looked around his men, they looked too frightened to fight with Wesley. He’d to mak
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