DARLENE“I’m afraid you can't leave the station, Ma’am, we are under strict instructions to keep all suspects on lockdown,” Detective Bowler boomed, tipping his dirty brown fedora at us and winking at me when I raked my gaze up to his clear downturned eyes.I had watched disbelievingly when Prince Charles fished the bunch of keys I’d seen the detective fingering on his belt hoop from behind him, a wave of heat rolling up my neck and cheeks as I wiped the tears from my face, straining to my feet and leaping into his arms as sobs wracked my frame.“You came! I can't believe you came!” I gasped, laughing through my tears and feeling the man’s hand hesitate behind me before patting me lightly on the back, almost as though he wasn't used to physical contact.“Alexander’s out front,” Prince Charles coughed and I sputtered away from him to give him a wide-eyed stare, feeling my heart hammer in my ribs when I saw the way his deep purple eyes stared at me intensely and I wrapped a hand around m
ALEXANDERI just about heard the distant chow of freaking church bells towing in the silence that followed after Prince Charles had spoken.I couldn't believe I hadn't thought about it! I rumbled out a bitter laugh, keeling over and letting the whips of delight shudder through my frame and feeling the officers around me shift uneasily as tears sprung from my eyes.“Why, Charles, one would think you have been living at the McKenzie Manor for years! It’s his favorite too! That lime green covert!” I added, watching Frederick whip his head to face me out of the corner of my eye, backing into the throng of blue-uniformed officers off to the side, where the ugly detective was standing, a mask of confusion on his face.“Shut up Xander,” Fredrick’s deep tenor blurted and I turned my head to give him a fake expression of confusion, feeling the delirium that had been eating away at my brain take full control.“Why, where did you go yesterday? In that green car? I could have sworn I saw something
FREDERICKThe cold bite of the night air chipped at my face as I got out of the station so I was positive the tip of my nose had gotten red.“Bloody hell,” I growled under my breath when the sky cracked with lightning suddenly and lashed at me with cold rain so that I hung my hands over my head and sprinted to the black vintage Volkswagen I had gotten myself, clapping the drops away and turning the AC up to heat.Detective Bowler had not been able to pleased that our plan completely flopped, cursing up a storm and barking at me like some goddamned fire-breathing dragon.My hands shook on the steering wheel as I watched the rain blur my view of the granite street and sidewalk, the calming sound of the pit-patter clashing on the roof doing more to unsettle me than anything.“I'm not sure about this anymore Stefan...I can't put myself out there like this,” I spurted, holding my breath as a silence so loud it was deafening filled the other end.“Like what?” The umbrella man barked and I jo
DARLENEAlexander had not stopped fretting over me since I got back from the station and I was loving it more than I thought I would.“Babe, I'm fine, REALLY, I don't need you to massage my back for the hundredth time,” I chirped, rolling my eyes when he leaned over and pouted his full pink lips, his dark hair falling over his face as he rose over me in a way that my breath seizing for an unhealthy amount of time before he pressed a chaste kiss to my lips.“Sorry, I can't help myself,” Alexander whispered, moaning when I moved my hips from the bed to press another kiss to his lips and watched him flash me a bright smile that made my panties wet.I splayed my turkey hands on his muscular arm, watching the ripple of muscle flex under my touch with a sense of pride. I had what other women could only dream of, it made something warm swell in my chest before Alexander’s father coughed loudly in the doorway and I broke away from the man like a teenager who had just been caught pants down by
ALEXANDEREvery muscle in my body seized as I watched her undress.Darlene paused when she turned around after shooting the jiggling globes of her ass out toward me.I knew exactly how the full globes rippling felt in my palm, soft. The indents on her spine where the small of her back tapered to the voluptuous curves made me weak in the knees with desire so that I found myself growling, unable to take it anymore, and striding over to the woman.I watched Darlene’s eyes fly open as I hooked a hand firmly on her neck, driving her into the sheets and letting the fat mushroom head of my cock drive sweetly into her, feeling my ass cheeks clench at the wetness of her sex.“Fuck Dar, you drive me crazy,” I groaned, pulling out a little and ramming into her again, hooking my hand under her slender body when she moaned and arched her tits out to me.“Oh god,” Darlene’s whispered moan caressed my ear when I caught one puffy nipple between my lips, feeling my dick twitch inside her as I sucked o
STEFAN MCCOYThe cracked ridges in my wide open mouth tore when I relaxed the shit-eating grin on my face, flipping between the crisp photos of Alexander and the pale woman leaving the station.“Is this everything Markov?” I growled, glancing at the barrel-chested assassin standing before me with his hands crossed and his eyes hidden behind the dark rims of the windbreaker sunglasses he had plastered to his forehead.“Yes sir, everything is going according to plan, Alexander blackmailed the blonde man, like you had said he would.” Markov gritted, the humongous ball of his forehead scrunching with ridges when he frowned.I took a moment to look him over, noting how his black suit rose a little above his wrist, tight on his bulky biceps.Markov looked like the human equivalent of a large, black fridge. It was why I used him for most of my hits.“Keep an eye on the little brother, you may leave,” I growled, watching him bow low before turning to leave the statuesque room and letting his
DARLENE“Am I interrupting something?” Frederick’s deep voice boomed from the entryway as his jean-clad leg shot out to kick the door behind him.It was not the first time I had marveled at how handsome my husband’s brother was, the way his lithe, sinewy frame rippled with strength and power. If it weren't for the kind set of his beguiling eyes, I could have sworn the man was sweating testosterone. There was something panther-like about him, something sudden and dangerous, swimming underneath the calm exterior of his unbothered face. Like my grandma’s stroke.I felt my mouth dry at the way the curtain of strawberry-blonde hair brushed over his face before his icy blue eyes found mine and I started, working my mouth into a smile before he looked away.“Of course not Frederick! Come! Join us for dinner,” Stephanie McKenzie squealed, waving her dainty hand at the man dismissively and I felt like my chest had grown to the size of a fully grown walnut tree when the man swaggered forward.I
FREDERICKDarlene’s hazel eyes raked over mine frantically and my heart squeezed painfully in my chest when I realized I had been pulling her to myself, my fingers hooked around the neckline of her dress.I wheezed a breathless gasp, relaxing my grip and watching her lean away in fear just as my gaze locked on Alexander’s murderous face.“Shit,” I breathed as my brother’s towering figure closed the distance between us and his hands shot out to shove me back a step, my eyes meeting Darlene’s frightened expression before he tucked her behind him.“Hold on Xander, it's not what you think, I'm not here to fight alright?” I rambled, my heart pounding wildly in my ribs as I held up my hands, moving back again when he ground forward a step, looking at me like I was a stranger.“Oh how very fucking pious of you Frederick! Hear that father? Your outcast son isn't here to fight!” Alexander thundered and I reared back like he had slapped me in the face as his words felt like he had seared barbed
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