DARLENE"He's taking me on a trip to Italy,"I said into the phone, swinging my legs in the air gently as my eyes darted around the messy room I had turned upside down earlier while I was sorting through my clothes for the trip.My sudden announcement was met with an eerie silence which had me furrowing my brows. I stopped swinging my legs in the air and sat up on the bed, a bemused look clouding my face.I had expected a reply after what I just said but all I got in return was silence. An eerie silence I found uncomfortable and unnerving. Laura was nothing but a quiet person."Laura?" I called out to her, to be sure I dialed the right number. Even though I knew how stupid that sounds, we were practically talking a few minutes ago and now, she just went all silent on me.I heard some rustling at her end of the phone which signaled she was still on the call with me, accompanied by her soft exhale."I'm here, sweet girl. I just got distracted." She spoke up warmly and I chuckled, fallin
ALEXANDERWe landed in Italy at night. She was fast asleep already. She had been going on and on about our trip while we were on the Jet, chatting on about it non-stop. It was cute. Heck, I could watch her talk all day and not get tired. After instructing the attendant to get our luggages to the car, I picked her up gently, carrying her in a bridal style. She stirred in my arms and I chuckled, heading out of the Jet.I was too exhausted to drive. I had a driver drive us to my Villa downtown. The drive to the Villa was unusually tiring. I could barely keep my eyes open. The driver drive into the quiet area, pulling the car to a stop. I got out of the Car and carried her carefully. Careful enough not to wake her up.I threw the maid a curt nod and headed straight to the room we'd be staying. Pushing the door open with my legs, I moved to the bed and dropped her on it.My breathe hitched softly at the sight of her sprawled on my bed, asleep. She looked too pure to be in here. Her lush bl
DARLENEItaly was an experience.Something I would have loved to relive.Honestly, I counted it as my honeymoon, and nothing felt more saddening to have it end.Our side of the Mckenzie mansion feels weird without Alexander. He had only been gone for a day and I was already missing him. It made me realize how dependent I had gotten on him, and how I was now used to his company. We've never stayed away from each other for more than a day since we got married and now, he was gone for a day and he wasn't going to be back till in three days.I could go downstairs to chat with Mrs Stephanie Mckenzie but I didn't want to risk that, I didn't want to risk running into Frederick because I knew he was also around. Since what happened the other day, I've been trying to steer clear of him, I've been trying to avoid him.I could handle my feelings for him, I could control them and keep them at bay and hide it away from everyone because I loved my husband and I wasn't supposed to develop feelings f
DARLENEHe stood at the other side of the door and his lips stretched into that contagious smile of his when his eyes fell on me.I wasn't sharing any of his excitement, not when his mere presence was already wreaking havoc on my body and his smile was already sending a wave of desire to the wrong parts of my body.Not when my heart was already beating faster.His eyes moved away from my face and it dipped lower to the excuse of a nightgown that I had on. I watched as his eyes became hooded at the sight of my exposed cleavage, how his eyes lingered on them with clear lust in them."What are you doing here?" I snapped at him, angry at him, angry at the fact that he was looking at me that way, and angry at myself for feeling a low fire getting rekindled in my lower abdomen because he was looking at me that way.He looked up at my angry tone, the smile disappearing from his face as he looked at me carefully as if he was trying to figure out something about me or my mood."I was retiring
DARLENE“So, let me get this straight,” Laura said from the side of the chair that was sitting on, “you kissed your brother-in-law?”I groaned out loud and I rubbed my face, “can we just refer to him as Frederick?”“What difference does it make whether we refer to him as Frederick or your brother-in-law? The bone of contention here is that you kissed him, that you made out with him?”“Come on, Laura, I didn't come here for you to spell it out for me, I already know what I did.”It was the day after the kiss with Frederick, I couldn't sleep all night and I just kept tossing and turning all night with the memories of the kiss and make-out plunging my mind.I had enjoyed it, to my greatest dismay.And my mind wouldn’t stop comparing Frederick’s kiss with Alex’s own. I enjoyed both of them, enjoyed Frederick’s kiss just as much as I enjoyed Alex’s own and that was the problem.This was Frederick that we were talking about, my brother-in-law, I wasn’t supposed to entertain the thought of k
DarleneMy body was fully rested by the time I got up. The sun was going down and the day was coming to an end. I sprawled on my bed and stared at the ceiling while trying to find my will to live another moment. The clock beside my bed stand said it was almost six PM. Despite having slept, my body aches from exhaustion so I laid down a little longer to allow my brain and body to boot. I picked up my phone next and replied texts from my mother and my sister. My mum was wondering how I was doing and my sister texted to tell me about one of her escapades with her friends from high school.I remembered when I was in high school with Laura. Laura used to convince me to sneak out at night and go to frat parties with her. I never liked those frat parties but Laura was a fan, plus, she had a crush on one of the frat brothers back then. She’d promise to say yes to anything I ask for within an hour if I went to the party with her. That was about nine years ago. I found it unbelievable how far I
Darlene Alexander returned just as soon as I was done dressing and putting on my makeup. He leaned on the doorframe with his both hands in his suit jacket. The man looked like a Greek god. He just stared at me without saying anything and I in turn, stared back. Despite the silence, it felt like a lot had been said.“I wish I could show and not tell you how beautiful you are.” The words breezed out of his lips like a whisper bug I had heard everything he said clearly, so much that my heart jumped. “I want you out of that dress, Darlene."“What?” I asked, confused. “I literally just finished dressing and you want the dress off?”“I didn’t stutter.”“You better do! Do you know what it took? I even had call Laura to he—”“I’m not asking.”Oh, with the way he said it, I knew it wasn’t asking. So I walked up to him and turned my back at him. He gently pushed my hair aside and undid my dress’ zipper. He gently pushed the dress off my shoulders and it pooled at my feet. He leaned in and kiss
I nodded. He lifted my chin with his index finger and leaned into me. I could smell his mint breath. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the proximity.“I love you,” he said.I pried my eyes open and looked into his. I couldn’t believe my ears but at the same time I clearly believed and understood what he meant. Yet, I wasn’t sure I did. Because I wasn’t sure if it was possible to feel that way for more than one person. I wasn’t even sure what I felt for Fredrick but I knew I felt something. In the very least, I knew my heart would jump and squeeze whenever he smiled.Alex brushed his lips against mine, drawing me away from from my thoughts. He leaned back in and gave me a slight kiss and when I parted my lips, he slipped his tongue in. I moaned and he groaned. I sucked on his tongue and he held onto me like he was holding on for his dear life.“I can’t wait to get inside of you,” he told me. I felt the same way. I couldn’t wait to feel his length grinding inside of me but I didn’t tell him
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