I heard the one thing I never thought I would at my own sister's wedding, and that was gunshots. Loud, precise and lethal.Dariole dropped to the floor with a gaping hole in the center of his head and Lajla gave a scream that was part pain and part hurt.My eyes, just before they began a quick scan of our surroundings, picked up on the moment rage won over anything else that she was feeling. She hitched her skirt up in the next instant, unstrapping a gun from her thigh and shooting into the air just before she pounced after the shooting men.They fell like swatted flies, the shooting popped as we all exchanged bullets, some with the need to protect, and others with the mere need to escape.You might be wondering how we got here? Well, let me take you through this story from the very beginning.My sister was dressed as a prim and proper lady. What a shock. I stared on with glistening eyes as she trudged down the aisle on the arm of one of our most trusted employees and Dad's second in
Yesterday wasn't so bad. I mean it could have brnr so much worse, I can still remember the amount of embarrassment I was flooded with when Cat decided to rip my clothes to shreds, but then Rye had swooped in and saved the day; and that kiss at my dorm door? Boy! That kiss was heaven."What are you blushing about?" Diana comments from beside me, causing me to jolt back into the here and now.I smiled sheepishly at her. "Nothing. I was just lost in thought.""You never did tell me why it was that you left school before closing hours." She eyed me closely.My butt squirmed on the stool I was perched on as we had breakfast before heading for school. I think about all the different things I've had to live through this week, and it's only Thursday. "I ran into some trouble after P.E and I had to come back home." I lied through my teeth.Diana's face pulls into a grimace and she smiles at me. "Yikes. Only you would have such badluck to have your period immediately after your one night of fu
"He would need to have the surgery within or before the end of three days." The doctor pauses and shoots me a look that's filled with sorrow and pity. "If he doesn't get it removed before then, the likelihood of his survival and absolute recovery would be zero."I dab at the tears that are making a freefall down my face. "Is there nothing else that can be done, doctor?"She shakes her head sadly. "There's not much else that we can do. You'd obviously amass more of the medical debts, but I'd assume that would be better than losing your brother entirely."I nod my head quickly to let her know that I completely understand. "Of course." I wipe more tears off my face. "Do whatever needs to be done to save his life, Doctor. I would find a way to gather the money and...""Sorry to interrupt, but you're being sought in the emergency unit, Dr. Maxwell." A nurse pokes her head in through the door that's cracked halfway open.Dr. Maxwell looks at the nurse and tilts her head in a professional no
"We're at work! You can not say things like that." She is a rather interesting shade of red as she scolds me."Put your pretty little ass in the chair, Jenna." My eyes fall back to the open computer in front of me, but even though I'm not looking in her direction, I know that she's still standing in the same spot."You have two simple options, Jenna..."She cuts me off in a hard tone. "I won't let you speak to me like that, Dylan. You have to decide whether or not you want me as an employee or as a lover."My eyes trail up to meet hers, and I continue speaking like I didn't hear her. "You either sit down like I've asked you to, or I'd fuck that attitude right out of you and put your naked butt in that chair myself."Her eyes bulge at the seriousness and vulgarity of my tone and words. "You can't say things like that."I raise a single brow. "I can, and I just did. I also mean every single one of those words."She stares at me with anger burning in her gaze, and folds her arms over her
DYLAN"We're at work! You can not say things like that." She is a rather interesting shade of red as she scolds me."Put your pretty little ass in the chair, Jenna." My eyes fall back to the open computer in front of me, but even though I'm not looking in her direction, I know that she's still standing in the same spot."You have two simple options, Jenna..."She cuts me off in a hard tone. "I won't let you speak to me like that, Dylan. You have to decide whether or not you want me as an employee or as a lover."My eyes trail up to meet hers, and I continue speaking like I didn't hear her. "You either sit down like I've asked you to, or I'd fuck that attitude right out of you and put your naked butt in that chair myself."Her eyes bulge at the seriousness and vulgarity of my tone and words. "You can't say things like that."I raise a single brow. "I can, and I just did. I also mean every single one of those words."She stares at me with anger burning in her gaze, and folds her arms ov
JENNA"Hey, sorry I'm late." Kimberly apologizes as she slides into the opposite side of the booth."It's fine. You look lovely," I compliment her with a smile.She does look lovely in her short green dress that hugs her busts and then flares out softly at the waist. The gorgeous piece stops mid-thigh, showing off the delicate creaminess of her shapely legs.She beams up at me. "Thank you. I was supposed to be on a date, but the jerk stood me up."I cringe. "Oh? His loss. You look absolutely ravishing."Her face pulls into a very big smile, stretching her cheeks from side to side. I feel my heart swell with a certain level of pride for putting that smile there. Kimberly, although she has a sweet soul, smiles the least amongst everyone else in the office. "Thank you. I sometimes think a little bit differently about myself because these men have been rather flaky with me."My forehead squeezes into a frown. "What do you mean?""I have a six years old son, and my dates usually go great
DYLANDespite the pleas raging in my skull and begging for me to stop, I refuse to let go of Jenna. My shock had been too many levels too high after Ethan introduced her as his daughter, and now, having her stand so close to me is doing so many things to my head.My hands go around her waist, and I drop my head down to graze my lips against her ear. She shivers at the words that leave my mouth, but that's the least one of our problems. "I thought I heard your voice. What is going on here?"I refrain from dropping my hand to quickly from her daughter's back. Instead, I raise my eyes to hers and flash a dazzling smile. "Dian, I didn't think you would still be up." I let my fingers relax and push Jenna softly away from myself. "Is your daughter always so clumsy? Or is it just an effect of being new to the working class?" I tease.Ethan's wife, Dian, smiles and visibly relaxes. "I guess she's so young and used to being fended for that she has a hard time getting used to the working envir
JENNA"What is wrong with you? Why are you sounding that way? All we had was a single night, Dylan; and it was supposed to end there. Don't make this into something that it isn't, and shouldn't even be."Even as I say the words I can feel my heart race at the way his arms are folded over his chest in a daunting pose, his eyes never leaving mine."Are you done?" His voice is cold when he asks."Don't you dare do that! I make a good point and you know it." I mimic his pose. "Or what? Why didn't you come clean to my father when you saw me if you knew you wanted to stake a claim on me?" I challenge.A single brow inches high on his forehead. "I don't think you would have reacted well to that, so I thought to save you the embarrassment." He points at me with an upturned palm. "I mean, look at how flustered you get now that I mention it. And we're alone."My cheeks heat up at his assessment and I close my eyes, rubbing my fingers against my forehead to ease the headache that's starting to f