ALEXANDERI’d lost her, the bright red convertible of my wife’s car, between the sardine of cars that wove in between us on the highway.“God-fucking-dammit!” I bellowed, slamming my hands on the steering wheel and gritting my teeth as panic wove through my eyelids until my vision was a pinhole of primly tarred lots and neon lights.Where the hell had Darlene disappeared to? Had she known I was following her? “No,” I shook my head, I had been careful to make sure I stayed out of sight, inching forward just enough to keep her in my periphery, until she vanished.I rumbled the matte black wagon to a slow crawl, letting my eyes scan the dense lot of the side streets, doing a double take when I spotted the lime green BMW of my brother’s car.“Frederick?” I rasped huskily, glancing at the blinking gold cursive of the digital clock and feeling the frown lines on my forehead deepen.What was he doing here? Out so late? Prince Charles’ warnings about my brother’s meetings with Stefan McCoy r
DARLENE“Alexander! Wait!” I screamed, tumbling after the dark-haired man who had broken through the door of the hotel room, stilling when he had seen the awkward embrace I had been in with Frederick, his brother.“Don’t Dar, it’s dangerous! He’s not himself right now!” Fredrick rasped, his large hand hooking on my upper arm as he stared down at me intensely, his blue eyes ablaze with what I thought was worry.Gosh! What was I thinking? I shook myself from his grip, watching hurt flicker across his face and shaking my head before bolting for the door, slapping my hands on the frame to peer around the dimly lit block.“It’s not what you think Alexander!” I screamed as my bare feet slapped loudly on the wood, cringing when I realized that was just about the worst thing I could have said. The anthem of every cheating bastard.Almost there! I was almost there, if I could just reach out and touch him! Alexander would understand, surely?“Please! Listen to me! I was doing this for us!” I w
ALEXANDERThe azure burn of the sun climbing into the sky burned my eyes as I wove between cars on the stretch of asphalt, my nostrils flaring at the salty sea smell of the morning breeze.I was fucked, harder than a down bad gambler who had lost a game of black jack.I couldn’t believe Darlene would do something like that! I didn’t want to, but the image of my brother dipping his head to her open breasts was still too fresh in my mind.“Watch where yer going asshole!” The shrill scream of the man overtaking me snapped me back to reality just as the wash of bright yellow headlights blinded me and I spun the wheel wildly, hearing the screech of tires on asphalt between the incessant horns as I narrowly avoided being flattened by the oncoming truck.“Christ,” I swore, fishtailing the car into a straight line and swiping at the sheen of sweat that had formed on my brow, my heart still racing.Fucking macarons on a chopstick! I hadn't realized I’d been driving to my father’s safe house, w
LAURA DIEGOMy eyes felt too heavy to move as I crept about the hotel, bracing my back firmly against the walls when the murmur of conversation and footsteps floated past.“Fuck me, that was close!” I panted, slapping a shaky hand to my chest and trying to calm the loud thudding that beat between my fingertips.What the hell had I been thinking sticking around for so long? It was risky, the Umbrella Man had told me, but I couldn't help myself.I had d to see the moment Alexander walked in on that bitch cozying up to MY man, and boy, was it worth it!To see the horror on her uppity face when the scary McKenzie stormed in, not ramming her into the wall like I had expected him to, and instead, walking away.There had been no reason for me to stick around after they had left, except to hear the strawberry blonde-haired man curse loudly from the closed brown wood of his hotel room door and jerking away when the sound of glass crashing and clattering loudly, rounding the corner only seconds
DARLENEThe cherry red door of our cottage house looked bigger than I remembered as I turned into the bracket of our white picket fence.It had been so long since I had been to my father’s house that I felt a twinge of guilt ripple through me as I idled my car in the driveway, inhaling deep breaths before I stepped out to let the car door fall shut noiselessly beside me.“Darlene? I-Is that you?” Dad’s voice came from up ahead and I jerked my head to the sound, catching his white face through the blue-tinted glass of the living room before it disappeared.I couldn't help the smile that broke out on my face as more frantic shuffling came from inside before the door snapped open and the ball of blonde hair came tumbling forward a split second before my sister slammed into me, damned near knocking me clean off my feet.“Oh emm gee! Sis! I've missed you!” Stella squealed, turning her big blue eyes on me so that I could see the tears that lingered there, and my heart sputtered wildly insid
LAURA DIEGOMy eyes were dark when I opened them, glancing about the pitch-black darkness with a choked whimper and believing I had somehow gone to Hades before snapping the thought out of my head. Fast.“Hello?” I screamed, but the sound seemed to stay only in my head, unable to pass through my mouth.I moaned loudly, feeling the tear of what felt like duct tape on my cheek before I managed to scrape one side off, banging my head against the surprisingly low ceiling when I tried to sit and feeling my eyes widened to the size of ping-pong balls.Where the hell was I?I felt my eyeballs twitch violently in my head before the memory of the purple-eyed man rose unbidden in my mind and I let out a frightened gasp, struggling against the band of restraints I could feel digging into my body so that it curled up like a freaking crayfish.“Mmmhph!” I managed to scream through the half-open tape, feeling tears tug at the corners of my eyes as the press of what felt more and more like metal res
ALEXANDERThe ring had not stopped watching me since the chief made his big reveal. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling spigots of sweat spring from my asscheeks and soak through the silky fabric of my pants into the cool leather seat I had balanced on, my eyes fixed unblinkingly on the white screen of the flat screen where the paused video of the masked woman stared back at me.It had to have been clipped from the split second her hesitation made her take a peep at the overhead cameras, the lilt in her body almost identical to Laura Diego.”What is the meaning of this?” I ground through clenched teeth, unclenching the fists that were shaking slightly on my kneecaps.”What do you think? Laura Diego set your wife up for cheating. Poor woman, having a husband so quick to leap to conclusions, exhausting isn't it?” Prince Charles drawled, heaving a long suffering sigh that made it difficult to ignore him. I fantasized briefly about jamming my knuckles through his white, boxy teeth. See how
LAURA DIEGOAlexander caught me easily when I launched myself at him with the last of my strength, letting out a crazed scream as the glass I had broken off from the ring chief’s taillight dug into the flesh of my palms.I bucked wildly, struggling against his iron grip as the din of laughter dulled in my ears, before he shoved me roughly to the side, making me let out a strangled sob. “Is that all you’ve got Edward scissor hands?” He joked, in a voice that sent razor-sharp daggers straight into my plump, cushiony chest.I had not wanted to believe that it was his stark, humorless baritone I had heard as I lay facedown on the carpet.It was impossible! “What were you doing at Du Merges Hotel?” Alexander boomed, and I scooted backward when I saw the hate swirling in his green glare.I struggled to still the wobble in my chin as my heart beat a jagged tune in my chest. My head felt hot, hotter than it had been since I murdered my father in his workshop armchair.I would not let these
DARLENE“Rise and shine sleepy heads! Breakfast’s ready!” Prince Charles’ booming baritone cracked through my skull before a wash of yellow light bored through my closed eyelids so that I groaned, breaking into a chuckle when Alexander groaned beside me.“Fucking hell Charles, did your parents not teach you to knock?” My husband hissed, throwing the soft white duvet away from his hard body and stretching to his feet to snatch the coffee mug the purple-eyed man held out like a peace offering in one hand, his gaze sliding over to me and darkening a shade before he smirked.“I don't believe they did,” He whispered breathlessly, nodding his head to the door where the strawberry blonde-haired man was leaning against the doorframe in brown capri pants, a pearly grin stretched across his smooth face.“Have some decency Frederick, my wife’s in the room,” Alexander whispered, scoffing loudly and sipping his tea as I stretched a yawn and shimmyed away from the bed to rest my head on my husband’
FREDERICK“Die motherfucker,” I gritted, pressing my finger into the claw of the trigger and feeling the gun jerk in my hands, the impact pulling me forward so that I tumbled into the stone flooring.“Come on! Go go go!” I screamed through gritted teeth, waving my hands wildly at Darlene and pushing her around the car as she surged through the barrage of shots pummeling us and firing off a few more rounds as the Umbrella man roared with pain, tearing the knife from his eye with an impossibly loud sucking sound.“I need to get closer,” I hissed through my teeth as I rounded the bend of the car to meet Alwxander’s tense body where he was hunched, hiding from the rain of bullets with Darlene curled in his arms.I swallowed the bile that had risen in my throat, jabbing my fingers into my palms to battle the wooziness that stabbed the sides of my head and peering through the rim of black sedan to see that the man now had a gaping hole in one eye that still spurted blood as he glared around
STEFAN MCCOYMy knuckles were white on the trigger as I watched the man’s hard body as he walked slowly into the room, his eyes never leaving the gun I had pressed dutifully against his wife’s empty ass head.“No sudden moves Alexander or I’ll have the woman’s brains plastered across the floor,” I growled through clenched teeth as Alexander staggered into the room with his father and more of my men surrounding them.I had known something was off the minute I left the penthouse, even before the sound of gunshots echoed out behind us and I asked Markov to turn the car around.The white penthouse with its flashing lights and tall pine trees loomed as ghastly as ever, as I motioned the men every which way, feeling adrenaline rush through my veins when the sounds of gunfire exploded around the sides of the house as my men sniffed the bastards out like the rats that they were.“Please, McCoy, don't do this, My wife has nothing to do with this okay? I’ll, I’ll give you whatever it is you wan
DARLENE“Something’s wrong,” I whispered breathlessly, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight as I watched the man with the Jerry curls stride away from the large lattice silver gates, a gun held tightly in his right hand.“What the fuck do you mean something’s wrong? McCoy’s going with most of his men! This is our cue to go in, grab the twins, plant the bombs, and hightail the fuck out of here in time for Mrs. McKenzie’s dinner special,” Erwin snapped blithely from his crouch beside me, the rim of a sniper rifle held tightly in his hands, as he peered through the scope.“Lassie’s right, this seems too easy, they must have found out about the decoy car approaching already, that's the only reason for him to leave...and yet,” Williams McKenzie growled on my right flank, raising the tight hulk of his frame into a low squat and inching to slap himself against the tree, the burnt orange blackness of the forest blending perfectly with our camo gear.“We should-” Erwin start
ALEXANDERThe bright fluorescent lights tore through my eyelids to fry my eyeballs before I had even opened my eyes. I groaned, the soreness in my arms and stiff legs making me groan louder as I let my head fall back into my chest.What the hell did the bastard hit me with? Fucking hulk?“Ugh!” I groaned, screwing one eye open to lock gazes with my brother’s blanched face and watching him sag with relief when he saw that I had opened my eyes.“Alexander? Fuck! Thank saints you're okay,” He rasped breathlessly and I felt the scowl deepen between my eyebrows as I glared at the swollen purple bruises on his face that had left the skin of his face puffy and red.“Your buddy didn't take too kindly to you I reckon, stabbed you in the fucking balls just like you did to me you piece of shit!” I barked acidly, watching my brother rear back on the chair that he was strapped to like he had been slapped.I looked down to see I was lying on some makeshift gurney table, feeling my heart pound wildl
DARLENE“Where is he? Where’s my husband?” I whizzed when I caught up to the ring chief scowling in the middle of the road, his hands fixed patiently on his narrow hips.“He’s gone Dar, that McCoy took him,” Prince Charles gritted, eyeing me carefully before I noticed his hand cupping the large gash on his chest, the trickle of blood pooling on the purple suit staining the area black.“Here, let’s get you to the car,” I gritted through clenched teeth, managing to push the words past the lump that had grown in my throat and tugging the man’s hand free when he resisted before hooking it over one shoulder, grunting when he leaned his weight on me a little.I could hear the whirl of sirens in the distance as they got closer and I yelped, slamming to a stop when the purple-eyed man stopped suddenly in his tracks.What the hell was it with mafia men and having death wishes? I tried not to look at the nasty knife wound on his abdomen or the purple and red bruises on his chin and focused inst
FREDERICK“Did you have to do it that hard?” I whispered, feeling tears gather in my eyes as I watched the Umbrella Man tower over my brother’s limp body, his brown eyes almost luminescent in the dark.“Quiet Frederick, you're ruining my groove, take him.” Stefan McCoy growled and I felt my heart hammer in my ribs as the masked ninjas dropped from the trees like banana monkeys, hooking my brother’s hard body onto the stretcher as I watched on with widened eyes.“Is he dead?” I rasped breathlessly, feeling panic burn in my chest as I trotted after the men, the crunch of dried leaves under my feet sounding loud in the silence as the masked men marched my brother to the large white van that had been parked off to the side of the highway.“Not yet,“ The Umbrella man whispered, rubbing his hands together in glee as they loaded him into the van and I felt a flicker of doubt spark in my chest.“So it’s all good now right? Everything will go as planned now?” I coughed, scarcely trusting mysel
ALEXANDERIt took longer than I would have liked for my eyes to adjust to the near blackness as I entered the forest.“Where are you? You son of a bitch,” I ground through clenched teeth, waving the gun this way and that and aware of the way I was panting loudly, carefully placing one foot in front of the other.My arms were starting to get sore from holding the gun up and high, my knuckles white on the trigger as I crept along the line of trees, freezing when I thought I had heard the distinct sound of a tree branch snapping.Could this get any fucking worse? Did the motherfucker have to pick the shittiest forest in the whole of New York to make his dramatic comeback?“Go on and run away like the coward that you fucking are McCoy, I can smell that cheap perfume from a mile away,” I jeered loudly, feeling goosebumps rise on my skin when my distorted voice echoed back to me in the blackness.I tried to focus past the hum that had started in my ears but my mind was not following my eyes
DARLENEMy husband hadn't made any sense when he got off the phone with the purple-eyed man and it made even less sense now as we sped toward the edge of town with his knuckles white on the steering wheel.I braced myself against the cool leather of the dashboard, trying to calm the staccato beating of my heart in my chest as we sped through the stretch of asphalt and felt a wave of nausea press insistently against the roof of my mouth.“Are you sure about the address?” I wheezed, unable to bear the silence any longer and risking a glance at the chiseled line of Alexander’s jaw, the way his piercing green eyes were starting dead ahead, his flock of obsidian black hair falling over his face as the muscles of his shoulder and bicep flexed when he fishtailed the steering wheel.“White Villa at Maple Street, I didn't know he lived there, there's only one of the kind, you can't miss it,” He whispered, and even though I knew the steel in his voice couldn't have been meant for me, it made sh