Rei’s Point of View
“Oh, okay. Um, thanks for letting me know. Yeah, I’m okay. No, really, I am. Grace is here, Sam. Here, ask her,” I said, thrusting my phone at Grace before I got up and started to pace.
I hadn’t asked for his number. He cared enough to contact his friends and ask that they let me know. That should matter, right?
Why was I so worked up over this? He wasn’t my boyfriend. We had coffee. I kissed him. I fucked him the night before too, but that was supposed to be a spontaneous never to be repeated event. It was supposed to be. It wasn’t anymore, though. Somehow, I caught feelings for Xavier Woods in the last 24 hours. Fuck.
“Yeah, no, she’s not. Rei is definitely spiralling. I’ll stay with her, don’t worry. I’ll order some pizza, we’ll watch some age appropriate comedy with the kids and then something more our speed when they go to bed. Don’t worry, Sam, I’ve got this. Have fun on your date. Tap that ass, baby,” Grace laughed as she hung up the phone.
Then she set my phone on the table, took out hers and ordered pizza. Just like that, Grace picked up the pieces for me again. What was wrong with me? There were no pieces to pick up! This was ridiculous! I was being ridiculous!
Not seeing anyone lurking in the kitchen, Grace looked around, got up, and looked out into the hallway. She held up a finger, gesturing for me to wait a minute while she went to the living room to talk to the kids. I could hear the cheers and exclamations of Auntie Grace being the best and thanking her for pizza. I could hear quick thumps on the stairs going up and quickly back down before she returned with a grin.
“Ice cream, two spoons, now,” my best friend ordered, pointing at the freezer and then at me.
I sighed. She knew me better than I knew myself, it seemed. I did as instructed while Grace ordered pizza delivered to the house. She put her credit card information into the app before I could stop her. My best friend put her phone down and held her hand out for a spoon as I opened up the small tub of ice cream I kept hidden in the back of the freezer for my meltdown moments.
“All the kids are occupied and won’t be listening in. I could tell Salem, and you were eavesdropping when I was chatting with Shiloh, just so you know,” Grace said, giving me a knowing look. “They are occupied now, so we will talk before the pizza arrives in 40 minutes, and the chaos ensues.”
“Rei, when was the last time you had sex?” Grace asked with a smirk. “Other than last night.”
“With another person?” I questioned sheepishly.
“Sorry, but your trusty vibrators and hand don’t count,” insisted my best friend.
“The day before Greg’s mother showed up with the divorce papers,” I admitted with a sigh.
Did it sound as sad as it felt? Because it felt pretty damn sad to me.
“Oh, you poor, sweet, frustrated woman,” Grace groaned sympathetically. “I knew it.”
“Maybe this isn’t a bad thing then,” she added thoughtfully.
What was she going on about?
“Greg was your first... and only until you got to fulfill one of your wild fantasies with Xavier Woods. You have a thing for him, or maybe just what he did to your body. It's been ten years since you've been with anyone else, love,” Grace said with a playful wink.
“You could use this time that he is away to play a little, finally unleash that nasty little beast you’ve been hiding away,” my best friend grinned.
“Not interested,” I declared, crossing my arms and glaring at her.
"Well, I had to give it a shot," Grace replied with a comical scrunch of her face.
"Wait, do you like like this guy now?" she inquired.
"Yeah, I like like him. He's pretty awesome," I confessed with a cheesy smile as I scooped up another spoonful of ice cream.
Grace's face shifted through a kaleidoscope of emotions in seconds before she finally nodded at me.
“Listen to me, Rei. If you want Xavier Woods, you will have to take control of the situation. Wait until he's back from work, and then seduce him again. Show him that you're not afraid to go after what you want,” Grace said with fierce determination.
“He’s all hard edges, danger, and desire wrapped up in a pretty package. But Xavier Woods is also someone you don't just casually pursue; you have to truly want him for who he is, including his flaws and scars. Are you sure you want him? Or just the idea of him and how good of a fuck he was last night?” Grace asked.
Did I desire the man who fulfilled my fantasy and then comforted me in his embrace? The one man who showed tenderness and kindness towards me? Who seemed to care about not just myself but also my children genuinely? The hero who rescued me, yet kept it a secret and never sought recognition for his selflessness until years later?
“I want him. All of him,” I whispered.
“Good. Because I think this time, you've found someone who will truly treat you right, Rei. If you want to pursue things with him, don't be afraid to let him know," Grace said with a small smile and a hushed tone.
Grace’s Point of View
I had fallen for someone like Xavier Woods in the past. We were colleagues, but his darkness scared me away. I left the organization and cut ties with Lillianna, intending to run far away as fast as possible after meeting her one last time for coffee. However, she didn't show up that night. It was then that I ran into Rei again.
I had indulged in my fair share of one-night stands but never had anyone sparked enough interest for me to want them to stay. I have no regrets about leaving the organization that would have ruined my life and depleted my soul. My tasks were always small in comparison—befriending Rei and completing a few other minor assignments. But Lillianna was different; she didn't hesitate to get her hands dirty for any task assigned to her.
No one could compare to Aamon after what we had shared. The memory of his final words to me lingered, the ones he spoke as I walked away from our relationship. He told me he loved me, and it was a thought that never left my mind. Every day, I wished I had begged him to leave that dangerous lifestyle with me. Would he have been willing if I had asked? That was a question that would always haunt me. But in the end, I made the difficult choice to walk away on my own, leaving him and all the dangers of a life I didn't want a part of behind.
Aamon’s Point of ViewMy informant let me know that Grace was with Rei and the kids. They were going to stay in, order pizza and hang out. What was meant to be just a job became a friendship for Grace. She really cared about Rei. But that’s how my ex-girlfriend was: a big heart and a don’t mess with me and mine attitude. I’d never gotten over her, and I knew I never would. Grace was the first and last girl I would ever love.After Grace left, I felt like a part of me went with her. But I don't hold it against her; she had every right to leave. I knew that meeting up with Lillianna would make her want to run away from our relationship. They had planned to have coffee together and say goodbye, but fate intervened when Lillianna didn't show up, and Rei needed help. Grace stayed behind to assist Rei in picking up the broken pieces of her life, something I couldn't do for her.It was the right decision for Grace to leave this life behind, and I don't regret protecting Rei from it. Our fath
Rei’s Point of ViewAfter Salem and Onyx had gone to bed and Shiloh had disappeared into her room with a book, Grace offered to stay the night and watch a movie with me. Her kindness was appreciated but unnecessary. I assured her that I was handling things just fine on my own. Yes, I was disappointed, but I had endured plenty of difficult situations. This was a minor disappointment, nothing that was truly detrimental.I was aware that Xavier had feelings for me. He called his friend who then told Sam, who eventually told me. That was more than just casual kindness; it was a boyfriend's behaviour. However, I wasn't naive enough to believe that Xavier and I were in a committed relationship. But it was reassuring to know that he had some level of interest in me. And to be honest, I definitely had feelings for him too.I tidied up the kitchen, washing the few dishes we had used. When I reached Xavier's mug, I couldn't help but pause and smile. It hadn't been a full day since we hooked up,
Don Brzezinski’s Point of ViewXavier Wood's supervisor in the elusive government agency was my meeting companion. We didn't often interact with those on opposite sides of the law, but we had an unspoken understanding. Ethan Steele was a rare breed - a kind, unbiased and moral man. These qualities were hard to come by in either of our spheres of operation. Under different circumstances, it would have been a pleasure to meet with him. Unfortunately, today was not one of those.Ethan Steele was a master of balance, easily navigating between two opposing worlds. As a high-ranking officer in the covert government organization where Xavier Wood worked, he could feel the tension in the room, and his expression turned somber when I spoke so formally. This wasn't just a casual catch-up between old friends. Something serious had happened."I'm afraid my granddaughter has gotten involved with one of your agents," I said grimly.“Oh no, romantically?” Ethan groaned, apprehension creeping into his
Xavier’s Point of ViewIt looked like this assignment was going to take longer than expected. I ran my fingers through my short, dark hair in frustration. Our mission guidelines discouraged communication with people outside of our group unless absolutely necessary, but I felt it was needed in this case. Sam had thought ahead and given me Rei's number through Matt's text message. I just needed to figure out what to say when I messaged her.X-Biker Friend: Hi there, I wanted to let you know that I'll be unavailable for a while - more than just a few days. I won't be able to take any phone calls, and my responses to texts might be delayed, but I'll get back to you when I can. I enjoyed hanging out with you and am excited to see you again once I return.I didn't anticipate a reply, knowing Rei would probably be busy with work. I couldn't help but laugh as I pictured how her co-worker Mary would react when she found out about my interest in Rei and that the feeling was mutual. Maybe it was
Rei’s Point of ViewRei: Mary had a great time teasing me until the floor became busy. I've never been more thankful for having a lot of patients. Fortunately, there were no significant issues for anyone who came in tonight.Rei: Your texts meant a lot to me, though. Thank you for sending them.Before continuing, I paused momentarily, unsure how my messages would be interpreted. Deciding to take a break, I tossed my phone onto my bed and went to shower before heading downstairs to cook dinner and assist the kids with their schoolwork. They usually took the school bus if I couldn't drop them off or pick them up. Thankfully, Shiloh was responsible enough to watch her younger siblings until I returned home. Walking into the living room, I saw her engrossed in a book while her brothers played on their tablets until my daughter noticed me standing there.With a sweeping gesture towards the staircase and the railing that Onyx had attempted to jump over the day before, injuring himself in the
Xavier’s Point of ViewAs I read Rei's messages, a smile spread across my face. I never expected her actually to reach out to me. But there it was, in front of me: concrete proof that she cared enough to message me. It may have been a simple gesture, but it meant the world coming from someone like Rei. I wanted to respond but needed to figure out what to say. Unfortunately, I couldn't reveal my whereabouts or current activities. Frustrated, I ran my hands through my hair and closed my eyes, trying to come up with the right words.X-Biker Friend: I'm so happy to hear that. 😊 Talking to you is the highlight of my day and means a lot to me, too.I switched off my phone and set it aside, trying to clear my mind. The current assignment had consumed all my thoughts, and I couldn't seem to focus on anything else. I wished it would be over soon, but I knew that was unlikely.Our team's director, Ethan Steele, had paid a surprise visit to our secret government branch and met with our superviso
Aamon’s Point of ViewI observed the children playing at the park: Onyx and Salem expertly maneuvering on their skateboards while Shiloh swayed gently on the swing, lost in her music. I have been a silent guardian over them, always careful not to draw attention to myself while watching them. Our family and its connections have always strived to give Rei and the kids their independence while keeping them safe. I often volunteered for duties like this because it allowed me to catch a glimpse of Grace. It was both heartwarming and heartbreaking at the same time. My ex will always be my "home", even if we can't be together.Today, my grandfather wanted Ethan Steele to talk to Xavier Woods. He wanted to give him a choice: continuing his relationship with Rei would mean transitioning from one dangerous environment to another. But the world that the Brzezinski family operated in was far more perilous.My grandfather had warned the director of the secret government agency that he needed to be
Grace’s Point of ViewEach time I crossed paths with Aamon, his last words to me haunted my thoughts. I never understood why he paid me to befriend Grace, and even after I left our mutual employer - the one Lillianna had recruited me for - Aamon still watched my dear friend. He had trained me in the art of awareness and self-defence, skills that came in handy during my assignments infiltrating and befriending others. But when it came to Rei, there was no need for deception. My only task was to ensure she made connections. It was a strange job, but it paid well and unexpectedly brought us together. Yet, looking back now, I can't help but wonder if things could have turned out differently if I had known the truth behind Aamon's actions.I could never comprehend Aamon's fascination with Rei Draven, or the entire Brzezinski family, for that matter. She was such a gentle soul, raised in a strict household that ultimately abandoned her once she married Greg. We all received messages from Rei
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I opened my eyes, I realized that the bed was empty. Aamon was not there, and I could feel the coldness of the sheets where he had been laying. He must have left a while ago. I sat up quickly, pulling the sheets closer to my body for warmth. I let out a sigh, hoping that everything was alright. This was something that I needed to get used to once again, especially now that Aamon was in charge of the organization.As I dressed, I realized Rei had no clothes to change into. I rummaged through the bag of unpacked clothing and found a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, underwear, and a bra that would fit her. This would suffice for now; we could find a more permanent solution for Rei and Xavier's clothing later. Xavier had left everything behind at his apartment to get Rei to the hospital on time, so he also needed some clothes. Fortunately, I found a T-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants that should fit him well enough. Aamon and Xavier had similar builds, which worked ou
Shiloh’s Point of ViewI rolled my eyes as Salem ranted about Mr. Shiny Light Pants being a real person and how we were too clueless to see him. Eventually, he quieted down and started playing the game with Onyx. I couldn't help but reflect on how Salem had always believed that someone was watching over us, even when we were younger. Maybe he was right all along. With everything going on and our world turned upside down, I had to admit that anything was possible now.I leaned back in my seat and let out a deep sigh. Onyx glanced at me with concern, but I shook my head slightly and silently mouthed, "I'm okay, just exhausted." He nodded in understanding and mouthed back, "Me too." Strangely, this experience had brought my brothers and me closer than ever before. I had a feeling we would need each other even more as we adapted to our new lives and identities.Would we end up at the same school? Would people talk about us? It was obvious Mom was going to marry Xavier. His love for her wa
X’s Point of ViewJust as I had done with Kaz, I guided Lillianna toward the light. It was effortless with Kaz; I respected the Don and enjoyed his company. However, I couldn't stand Lillianna. Yet, there was a glimmer of something in her that I couldn't ignore. After she crossed over to the light completely, I turned to leave."You're not coming with me, are you?" she asked."No," I replied."Will we ever meet again?" Lillianna's voice trembled with emotion."Not if I have any say in it," I responded sharply.“I loved him, you know. In my own way, I loved Xavier. And maybe, just maybe, he could have loved me back,” Lillianna revealed.“But you knew his heart was devoted to someone else, yet you persisted in your pursuit of him. He was never yours to claim. While Xavier may have shared his body with you, his heart always belonged to Rei. And it always will,” I retorted.“You love Rei. I can't quite comprehend who or what you are, but I recognize that feeling of loving someone you can n
Lillianna’s Point of ViewThe audacity of Aamon was unfathomable. Without a second thought, he had given my hard-earned jobs to Chloe, someone who had no business taking them from me. My head spun with fury, drowning out any sounds around me until Iris appeared, her cold voice cutting through the chaos. Before I could react, a searing pain ripped through my abdomen as her bullet tore into me. I felt my insides lurch and knew she had hit vital organs. The shock was almost too much to bear as I gasped for air, realizing this was how I imagined my end. A scream rose in my throat, but was stifled by the shock and agony coursing through my body. All I could do was curse fate for this cruel and undeserved death as I bled out on the floor in front of the bathroom. Rage turned to despair as my last thoughts faded into darkness.Chloe’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Iris had made a grand entrance and delivered a deadly blow with precision and finality. As I stood t
Chloe’s Point of ViewI recounted all of my knowledge about Lillianna to Iris, who listened with great interest. "I have no emotional connection to Lillianna. I believe I should be the one to take her out. Would that be an issue for you?" Iris inquired.I took a moment to consider the question before me. As much as I wanted to be the one to put an end to her life, my friend was essentially being used as leverage by this deranged individual. If Sam was in danger, I feared I would hesitate to act. While I didn’t want any harm to come to my friend, I also knew that Lillianna needed to be dealt with immediately. We couldn’t afford any more delays. With a heavy sigh, I shook my head no."Alright, first, we need to figure out a plan for entering and exiting while making sure Sam makes it out alive," Iris suggested.As we finalized our plan, the two operatives Ethan had sent for backup showed up. They drove by discreetly, acknowledging us before parking on the street at a safe distance but st
Ethan’s Point of ViewI dispatched a team to Lillianna's residence, making sure she and Emmanuel were not present. Iris was instructed not to enter Xavier's apartment without my permission and always to keep an eye on Chloe. Although I knew this put Sam in danger, I didn't believe Lillianna would kill the woman - perhaps harm her, which may have already happened. Even I could see how much Lillianna despised Sam.I had to handle this situation delicately, as we couldn't risk any trace leading back to Aamon, Rei, or Xavier. Lillianna was not someone to be underestimated; she managed to fatally wound Kaz in a moment of rage while he faced off against much more experienced enemies unscathed. I was just one of many who wanted her out of the picture, but I had to deal with her before she dealt with us.My phone interrupted me, and I answered it hastily, recognizing the team member's number from Lillianna's apartment."It's a disaster in here, boss. I can't tell if she trashed the place to st
Grace’s Point of ViewAfter we finished showering, my legs were still trembling. Aamon insisted on carrying me back to bed and holding me in his arms until I felt better. It wasn't because I was in pain but simply because I was physically exhausted. It wasn't a negative experience, but it had been a while since I had been this sexually active during our time apart. I had casual partners here and there, but my heart was never truly invested. I knew I needed to regain my stamina.I gently ran my fingers over the intricate tattoos gracing his skin, savouring the familiar feeling of him. Being close to him was like being home, bringing tears to my eyes. But I refused to let them fall; Aamon would worry that I was upset or in pain. But the truth was, I was grateful. Grateful to have this stunning man back in my life and in his bed again after all this time.“Co myślisz o mojej miłości?” Aamon whispered as I lay in his arms, and my body slowly relaxed.Even though I didn’t speak much Polish,
Matt’s Point of ViewAlex and Tom both texted back that they were working but could come and hang out later. I tossed my phone on the bed and sat down, trying to sort through the thoughts racing in my head. I was in love with Sam. I don’t know when it happened, but there was no doubt—not anymore.Memories of the last time she stayed over flooded my mind. I could still see her lying in my bed, her clothes scattered on the floor except for the thong I had insisted she wear. With her long, slender legs wrapped around my neck, I teased and pleased her until she reached orgasm multiple times at my command.I savoured the taste of her as I licked and nibbled her clit, my fingers moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She was such a good girl, her legs trembling as she screamed my name. But even in the throes of pleasure, she knew to give me everything I demanded. It was thrilling to have such power over Sam, to know that by just touching her in a certain way, I could control her will and ma
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred