[Aldo] I’m just pulling up to the house when I check my phone again to see if Dawn has replied. I missed her call before, and all mine returning it have gone to voicemail since.It’s stupid because I’m just about to see her, and I’ve been telling myself not to overreact, but I can’t help but be on edge.I may have been overzealous in my responses during the last hour with a few panicked messages. All things considered, I hope she’s just napping.Which brings me back to why I’ve returned home.I kill the engine and grip the wheel with tender hands. We’ve got our first scan today.It’s huge. I’m still blown away by being a dad. I can’t wait. I can’t—My gut clenches up, and suddenly the temperature drops all around me.The door is wide open. What I’ve been fearing kicks in.“Dawn?!” I scream, getting out of the car. I know I’m probably being stupid.It’s just an open door… but I run into the house, screaming again and again. No one’s here. They’re not here. They’re—I hear a groan as I
[Aldo]“Screaming isn’t helping anything along.” Luca retorts calmly.“Not that you tried!” I’m being childish. I’m freaking out.Luca looks me in the eye. “Aldo, calm down, or you'll say something you regret. What has happened? Exactly.” He emphasizes the last word heavily.“I got home, and the door was wide open. There was broken glass in the hallway. They’d tied up Isabella and threatened Dawn with having her go with them. It’s all about Andre.” My head hangs. “She tried to pay them off with her life savings too.”Luca’s face has darkened, especially at the mention of Andre. “Anything else?”“What else does there need to be?” I’m pacing back and forth now. I can’t breathe. Luca tries to slow me down. “Don’t fucking touch me. You kicked me out of this family, remember?”Luca keeps his hand raised, though. “But I did not stop being a friend.”“Fuck off with that shit.”“I will only remind you once again to watch how you speak to me, Aldo. I did offer to help Dawn.” He says.“And sh
[Dawn]I snap back to consciousness in an instant, my body jolting from the final memories I have of being awake.We were driving along, and then this rag was over my mouth. I can still smell remnants of it on my hood. I can't see anything, but there's a light source somewhere in the corner.My heart rate jumps up into triple figures, and I can only think of my mom.“Mom?” I call.My hood is ripped off, and then the heart rate that had just doubled stops.Andre is kneeling in front of me.Alive.“What are you doing alive?”The Russians burst out laughing, and I look about the room.The Russian who was in charge in the house shrugs.“Mom is not here,” he grins. “She’s probably dead.”I highly doubt that. She’s probably with Aldo right now. But it’s Andre who flinches at that news.We’re in this tiny office that’s been transformed into a holding cell. There's a spring bed in the corner and no mattress.A bucket that reeks of piss. Andre looks absolutely horrible. He smells like he hasn’
[Dawn.]I scream and try to jump away, but I’m tied to a fucking chair. Which my brain forgot. I feel a hand grab ahold of my foot. I kick harder and achieve nothing because of the ropes. Andre is screaming away, and the man pulls me back onto my feet. I smash down on all fours the right way up. The man, whose name I presume is Ilya, is smiling widely.“Too much fun,” he says. “I love families.”Andre stops bucking around for a second, and the two men hold him cautiously. The leader takes a final drag of his cigarette and puts it out on Andre’ foot. He flinches.“I haven’t even gotten to the good part. You see, while there were offenses caused by Andre here, what really rankled my boss was the debt. You see, the girl doesn’t know much, and she can’t really give the FBI too much without implicating herself, but it’s the principal. Anyway, the debt needed to be repaid. And Andre here assured me that he was going to come good. He weaseled a bit more time out of my already very generous
[Aldo]As we drive to my apartment, Luca fills me in on everything Andre has been up to for the last five years.“And you knew?” I ask incredulously.Luca nods. “I knew once I began calling around after you returned. Leandro said he was looking into things on his end, but he encouraged me to do the same. Andre, it turned out, hasn’t exactly been subtle about trying to fix his debts with Alexei. He’s been to every loan shark in the city of New York; he’s pitched to many different teams about robberies, he’s stiffed over a few other families trying to trick people out of money…” he shrugs. “He’s been desperate.”I shake my head. Beyond the sense of betrayal from Andre, I also feel it for Luca. He’s let me run around like an idiot these past weeks… “So it was all a ploy to lure Alexei in?” I shake my head. “You let us drive up and almost get killed—”“No, no.” Luca cuts me off with a wave of his hand. “I didn’t know about them then. As I just said, I only began searching after Lean
[Aldo]I take out my phone in desperation and call Dawn.Expectantly, it rings out.I pocket it and begin rummaging around the place. But it seems pointless. Surely if the bratva boys couldn’t find anything, what would we find? I suppose it depends on what they were searching for. I twist my lips and decide on my room first. It’s the same. Trashed and destroyed. Everything tipped out and, for no good reason, was piled on my bed so that it can be shit on. I leave it, knowing I’ll never stay here again.I head through and join Luca; he’s found a few sheets of paper that have been sandwiched between the bed and wall. He’s reading through them and hands one off to me. It’s a list of ideas to make money in messy handwriting. All I feel is pity for my friend and his desperation. He could’ve come to us for help. We should have offered more. He hands me another, and this one has an idea circled.Life insurance.I think back to us playing the games of NBA before the fight. He’d been reading
[Dawn]Andre screams, the raw agony slicing through the thick air as blood begins spurting violently from his foot. I can almost feel the warm spray on my skin, but I don’t dare move. Ilya hasn’t just cut off his pinky toes, but also half of the next one. The sickening sound of flesh being severed fills the room, mingling with Andre’s frantic, breathless gasps.Ilya giggles—a sound so hollow and chilling it twists my insides. His laughter echoes in the small, suffocating space, making the walls feel like they’re closing in on us. Andre and I continue screaming, a mix of desperation and disbelief. I feel sick. Not from the pregnancy, no. That’s the least of my concerns right now. My stomach churns from the violence, the brutality of it all. I can’t look away, but every inch of me wants to.“Partly there, Andre,” Ilya croons mockingly.Andre is heaving haggard breaths, sweat pouring from his face, slick and gleaming under the flickering light overhead. His entire body trembles with pa
[Dawn]I shake my head in amazement, my voice barely a whisper as the weight of everything settles in. “The people you hang out with.”His smile is mild again, a faint, almost absent curve of his lips. But it doesn’t reach his eyes.“What the hell were you thinking?” My voice cracks, the frustration bubbling beneath my skin. I can feel the anger rising in me, sharp and tight in my chest.He doesn’t meet my gaze, his eyes flitting to the floor, away from me. “I wasn’t exactly doing much of that.” His words come out dry, flat, like he's numbed himself to the situation. The tension in the air hangs heavy between us.“Why didn’t you just ask for help? Why didn’t you come to Aldo and me? Luca even? I’m sure he could’ve helped.” My voice is laced with disbelief, tinged with a touch of betrayal. I want to understand, but it’s hard. So hard.Andre keeps his eyes off me, his hands twitching slightly where they rest on his thighs, as if he can’t even sit still in his own skin. “You don’t know w
AIDANThe girls spent the afternoon sightseeing and shopping but came back by the evening as promised because I’d told them I would treat them to dinner to celebrate Lila’s new internship. I was proud of my daughter for her accomplishments. The law firm she would be interning for was a prestigious one, and it would definitely beef up her resume. As much as I wanted to celebrate this milestone with her, I was also hoping to calm the waters with Clio.After they left, I paced in my room, realizing that I had come on pretty strong. I didn’t want Clio to feel like she was trapped here with me. That was the last thing I wanted actually.Mentally, I scrolled back through the last couple of years. Lila and I spoke on the phone several times a week. I’d heard about her friend Clio countless times. Lila had described her as shy but funny and insanely talented (her words). She’d also told me before she drove down to Malibu that her friend would be coming with her because she’d had a really shit
CLIO“You know that internship that I applied for? That one right here in Malibu?” she asked. I remembered which one she was talking about. Lila had applied to a couple of internships at a couple of law offices, one back home and one in Malibu. She’d gotten the one back home but was denied the one in Malibu, and when that happened, she decided to just take the summer off and hang out at the beach house. “The office called and left me a message yesterday and said that the intern they’d selected changed his mind at the last second. They wanted to know if I would still be interested. Well, of course I called them right back, but I could never get a hold of anyone, so we’ve been playing phone tag, but that was them. I got it!”“That’s amazing, sweetheart!” Aidan said, sweeping his daughter into a bear hug.“That is awesome, Rea, congratulations!” I told her.She moved partially out of her dad’s embrace and beckoned me over. “Get over here, girl, this is a group hug moment.” Really? I th
CLIOWhen I’d returned to the beach house just a short time before, I’d been on cloud nine. I hadn’t been planning on giving Lila every nitty gritty detail of what happened on the beach that morning between me and a gorgeous, mysterious, older man. But I had been excited to share how I’d tried something new, and I’d been assertive about what I wanted and the universe had rewarded me with a kind, hot man and the first orgasm I hadn’t given to myself.Lila had returned with bags of food bursting at the seams with some of her own good news. Looking at one another, each of us could tell that what we had to share would take a while, so we decided to hold off so I could go clean up and change out of my wet clothes and she could get lunch set up.I’d taken a little longer in the shower than I’d planned. Once the warm water streamed down my body, I found all the sensitive places that Aidan had touched waking up again. It was almost like no one had ever touched me before him, and while it was
AIDAN “You’ve got to have one first in order for me to worry about it,” she huffed with a raised eyebrow, then her face fell. I could practically see the question written all over her face before she asked it. “Dad, you’re not still hung up on Mom, are you?”I barked out a laugh, unable to help my response at the ridiculous idea. “What? No,” I said firmly. The idea was truly laughable. For one thing, Renee and I had truly burned every bridge when we split. The only remaining tie we’d had was Lila, and that tie was severed the second Lila graduated high school. For another, it had been twelve years since our separation, and it felt like a lifetime ago.“I didn’t really think so,” Lila responded. “I just want to make sure. I know you made sure to keep that stuff away from me when I was growing up, but Dad, I’m a grown woman. I am more than capable of the idea of my dad being in a relationship.” At that moment, an image of Clio popped into my head. God, I had to be rusty. I’d spent an
AIDANI emerged from the water for the umpteenth time, glancing at the shoreline. Once Clio left, I’d gone back into the water, trying desperately to work off my frustration, but I couldn’t keep my mind off her.I’d decided to head down to Malibu a couple of days early. I didn’t think Lila would mind, and I couldn’t face another day in the office listening to entitled rich people whine about their issues.When I arrived, Lila’s things were spread out, but she was nowhere to be found. I figured she and her girlfriend were out, so I decided to take a walk and go for a swim. The morning and the water were too beautiful to pass up.The sand immediately began to relax me. Then I spotted her: a beautiful young woman with generous curves standing in the water. She wasn’t used to the ocean, but she seemed determined to gain her sea legs. I walked along the beach, watching her surreptitiously. It might’ve been a little creepy, but I couldn’t help myself. From where I was, she faced away from m
CLIOI’d never been told anything like that before and certainly not by a gorgeous man plucking at my nipple through my bikini top while I writhed beneath him. I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him again, if only to distract myself into calming down, though it quickly became evident that calming down was not going to be a possibility. Remembering my goal of being more assertive, I gave in and let my hands roam over Aidan’s body. I ran my hands over his broad shoulders and down his chest and abdominal muscles that flexed beneath my fingers. I could feel his desire pressed against my thigh, but I didn’t let my fingers go there just yet, instead letting them dance at the waistband of his trunks.He stilled then and gently moved my hands away from his waistband and pinned them on either side of my head. “Not yet, Clio. Not before I make you come.” His voice was husky, and the words he’d uttered made me feel like I was on fire. “Tell me you want that,” he said, and I was delighted
CLIO“You mean other than saving a beautiful woman from the current?” He smiled, and I felt my blush all the way down to my toes. He chuckled softly at my reaction and continued, “I found myself suffering from work burnout and decided I needed to get away for a while, recalibrate. You?”“Same. I mean, not from work or anything. Maybe I’m just burned out on life? It’s just been a really hard few months, and I’m looking to work on myself—recalibrate like you said,” I told him.“And what is it that you’re trying to work on exactly?” he asked, looking a little skeptical but still good-natured.“I’m working on being more assertive, of taking charge of my life…not worrying about what other people think and doing more things that scare me,” I told him, surprised at how easily I opened up to this man.“Is that what the swimming was about? Doing something that scared you?” he asked, floating closer toward me.“Yeah. I don’t want to miss out on opportunities just because of fear,” I said.“Are
CLIOI sat in the sand, heaving in breaths, as the man squatting beside me rubbed soothing circles on the small of my back. I pushed my wet mop of hair out of my face and finally looked into possibly the most beautiful set of eyes I’d ever seen. I didn’t think I had ever seen eyes that color before. They were slate gray and kind as he stared down at me. “There you are,” he said softly. “You’re okay, just take it easy.” He was still rubbing circles on my skin when I managed to clear my airways enough to respond.“I-I-I don’t know what happened,” I stuttered out.“I saw you go into the water, and when you didn’t come back out, I figured something was wrong. First time in the ocean?” he asked in a silky voice. I couldn’t decide if it was the sound of his voice or shock making my flesh break out with goosebumps.“Yes,” I admitted, “and apparently my last.” I shot him a sheepish smile. I met his eyes but quickly tore them away, feeling my face burn with embarrassment.“Don’t say that,”
CLIOLila had not been exaggerating when she described the paradise that was her father’s beach house in Malibu. While I understood that where we lived in Northern California was beautiful in its own right, we spent most of our time there in classrooms and at work. Here, the white, sandy beaches stretched for miles, the vast, blue water sparkled before us, and best of all, we didn’t know a soul there. It was heaven.On the drive down to Malibu, I’d spilled my guts about the whole incident that led to me agreeing to come with Lila. She shook her head in disgust after my story was over. “I know you cared about him, but Michael really is a rat bastard. Honestly, I think you should start looking at this as a bullet dodged instead of a heartbreak.”“I know.” I sighed. “I just want to start over and get away from the old Clio.”“Hey, I happen to love the ‘old Clio’ as you call her. But I’ll support you in whatever way you wish to reinvent yourself. You want to start wearing dark eyeliner