I walked into the warehouse exactly an hour after Luka messaged me informing me our honorable guest had come to understand speaking with us.
It only took three days from our side to open his mouth, which was a wretched tale. If you ask me, it was more depressing than Romeo and Juliet. I personally thought it would take us only a day to get the truth before these three days, but he had Matero in our team, who vowed not to do anything wrong in his life. He confused our life with him as he stopped me and Luka every time we planned to break Harvey’s nose or hand. I mean, we had never sworn that we wouldn’t hurt anyone or whatever bullshit that was, but we failed to advance with our plans multiple times because of Matero.
Even though he was a capable man, my right hand, one of the most trusted men with all the dirty works, but this time he was a headache.
Luka told me to lock him with Harvey so we could finish with our work and go b
Owen was here in my workplace with his friends or clients for a meeting or a gathering. Whatever he liked to call it, that wasn’t a point.The deal was he was here.I had been working in this place for a long time now, but this was the first time any member of my family ever visited this place. They might have come here before I joined the kitchen of this restaurant, but after I joined this place, it became a forbidden place for each of the McCoy’s.There were another hundred great places to dine and wine than this, and I preferred them to go to those places instead of coming here. Although I never utter a word regarding this matter, it was just a wish on my part that they would stay away from my job, and they did, which was remarkable.Margaret announced their arrival to us and ordered, which was unnecessary, to be honest. They were like other guests who were here for dinner. She might ponder that I would be interested
Something that I loathed from the bottom of my heart was waiting for a person. That was why I was sitting in this office room precisely. Waiting for one of the bastards of Chicago was the greatest one that had ever been born in this world.Andrew Simmons.This would be the first time for me to meet him, although he was close with my father once upon a time. But for some reason, I always got that “stay away” cautionary from that man. He literally was the perfect example of a villain, just like my father. He was a womanizer, but he liked to show off, not only his wives but his money, authorities in a word you could describe him as a power-hunger.It was magic that his daughters were so different from him, otherwise, the scoundrel had some reputation that linked him to the scandal automatically, just like my father.This man divorced his wives faster than any human being changed their wardrobe, which was amusing. Every time he married a new woman
It was still hard to believe for me that dada called me, this was something that I considered close to an incredible miracle. No, sweet heaven, it was a miracle, something that didn’t come across in my mind, even in my wildest dream.After my birth, I didn’t think dada ever held me in his arms as the difference between me and the rest of the McCoy was too vivid. All the McCoy’s were the owners of blond hair, while I was the one who had red hair. While they had vibrant ocean blue eyes, I only in the house with forest green. Even in height, I was taller than the most McCoy women. You didn’t have to be a genius to crack the puzzle, just one heedless glance was enough to see the truth.Dada never uttered a word about this. Actually, he never really said a word to me, he just ignored me or the fact that I wasn’t his daughter. Even if he knew mom cheated, and I wasn’t his blood, he never really bought the subject on
As I expected, the engagement party was a grand event. Needless to say, it was Matthew McCoy’s daughter who was getting married, after all. The business tycoon, Viola McCoy, it had to be one of the majestic weddings of Chicago.I still remember the wedding Brian and Inessa had a few months ago. The wedding took place quite in a rush as Brian was busy with work at that time, but the magic that McCoy pulled out in that small amount of time was outstanding. Even today people talk about the wedding, their wedding was like a dream wedding that women begged to have.Even though Inessa didn’t want anything like that, she got that, and if you asked me, she totally deserved that. She was such a darling; I was more close to her than the rest of my family, which wasn’t something astounding. For a moment, I thought I was more friendly with Kavin than with my family. At least we talked, even if that was him hauling me over the coals.
Brian led the path as I followed him into the crowded room of the lounge area. Inessa was standing near the open bar talking with someone. It was Dean, one of Brian’s biggest investors and friends. Olivia talked about Dean occasionally, as they had an upright bond when she was dating Brian. Dean even threw a memorial for Olivia, which was attended by most of the people in Chicago.A woman was standing beside him, it was Samantha, a.k.a Sam. These two started dating a few weeks ago, and now they are one of the hottest couples in the town. It was a different matter that Sam and I had something three years ago when she shared the bed with me. We continued our relationship for more than a year before she dumped me as I wasn’t ready to commit to her, which she wanted badly.It was an excellent decision as if we got together, and something happened between us, then I was sure that would be a catastrophe, as I would have fallen in love with Lyra no matter what. Ev
It took me a little time to understand what was really happening on that dark balcony. The constant back and forth shouting between Viola and her fiancée made it hard for me to apprehend the situation. Tears were slipping from Lyra’s eyes, which confused me tremendously. What happened that made her cry? What was her business between these two?But then I was familiar with Viola’s truculent behavior with Lyra as I witnessed it the night of our engagement, and the way she was shouting at Michale confirmed my suspicion. The reason for Lyra’s tears was Viola.This was what I was aghast of coming here. Whenever Lyra and I attended any of the McCoy rendezvous, it went downfall every single time. This was a bad idea. I knew that the moment I got the call from Matthew; I wanted to ignore this, but when I saw Lyra and her excitement about this event, I stayed quiet for her.But here we are with a similar mess. Once again,I needed to stop
Nathan left. This was not what I thought tonight would be, it was the last thing I considered happening that night. It never came across my mind that something like this could even take place, the way Michele cornered me on that dark terrace that scared the hell out of me.However, the fear was more about the sudden attack, all I could think at that moment was getting out of his arms. The way the table turned and I fell on my face was indeed outrageous.When Viola came, and then all the other audiences in that room, it robbed my breath. Seeing Nathan listening to all the things was so hard for me, I was so ashamed about the lies that I told him that I had to turn my eyes away from him.Nathan didn’t say a word when Viola and Michale were revealing the truth. He was there standing; I knew he was there hearing all those truths that I buried in my heart to stay with him. All were out in just a matter of a few seconds.I, if truth be told, planned to ke
As I parked my car outside my club, Luka was already at the main door of the building, pacing back and forth. I could see a crease on his forehead, the rigidity in his walk.Out of all my men, Luka was the most easy-going fellow. He was always a composed and nonchalant man. Even in a difficult situation, he was the one who worked without losing control of himself. That’s why I involved him with the club, as a diverse range of men came to this place daily, caused a variety of types of rumpuses when they lost the game and their money.Luka was the manager of this place. For that, he was in charge of the complete kit and caboodle. As a proficient manager, he was, he conducted every part of my club with perfection. He managed everything with such care and respect that I never got a single complaint about his manner with the clients. Even when he dealt with someone harshly, he never forgot to show that person enough respect, and that was what people liked and praised
Seven Years Later Today we celebrated five years of our marriage with our two children. Our daughter Josephine was seven years old while our son Joshua Hall was five years old. It was still hard to believe for me that we came this way. Whenever I thought about the past or the way we met and the way today things turned out to be, it surprised me. I walked the path with him; however, I couldn’t comprehend that this was us now. Nathan told a lie to save me from the crowd. “She is my fiancée” that night in the club seven years ago, which ended us tied in a relationship that was a lie. Our engagement was a pure lie from my side, at least at that time. I was eager to be with him for my own selfishness. He wasn’t the person that I heard from my family’s mouth. He was my saving grace. Every time I fell, he was there holding me, and that was what made me thankful to him. With time I got to feel for him, and, oh
Two years laterToday we said our vows. Everything went smoothly, just as we planned. It was in Spain where the pastor announced us as a man and woman, our friends and family with us as we celebrated our love, they cheered as I kissed my bride. Our two-year-old clapped with full force and smiled at us. Everyone was amused at our much-awaited wedding with the bride.Lyra was fuming. If today we were scheduled to exchange the vows, I swear, next year these people would have celebrated my death anniversary with tears in their eyes.This morning Lyra got the news. The big news, which was a piece of good news without any doubt. I knew she was over the moon with joy. However, the way she was expressing it with rolling eyes, I was positive the moment we locked in our suite room tonight, she would be jumping on me with a knife.“You don’t look happy?” I whispered to her ears as we moved along the
LyraOne year later,“Are you fucking kidding me?” I shrieked from the bathroom after seeing two pink lines on the fucking pregnancy stick that I was holding in my hand firmly.This had to be a dream. This can’t be true. I closed my eyes and opened again with hope and trust that the two lines would be turned in one somehow magically. But it didn’t.So I took out another stick, praying this time it would be negative. I peed on it, kept my prayer loud while waiting for the result to appear on the stick, and then, BINGO. There were two lines on this one too, positive. I was pregnant.Nathan did that to me. How could he do that to me? I told him to wear a condom so many times, but he didn’t listen to any of my warnings. How many minutes did it take to wear one? But that adamant man didn’t listen, and now here I was holding the one thing that I
“What is this?” Devin frowned as I placed the wedding card of mine and Nathan in front of him on the table.Devin was one of my two friends. I didn’t have many people in my life to relay from childhood; I spent my elementary and most of my high school without friends until Penny came along in the form of an enemy. She was the one who made my life easy and entertaining during those two years of my life.It was nice having someone to rely on, sharing thoughts and happiness with another female who could understand you.Devin and I shared a unique relationship than what I had with Penny. He was my guy friend who treated me with respect, was with me whenever I needed help or a friend in these past years.He was a great guy. I liked him both as a friend and as a human being. He was kind, humble, funny, handsome, a foodie, everything that a woman wanted in her man. He was that guy.But we couldn’t stretch the
Whenever I had a feeling about something strongly, it seemed as if I would always be right about that. It first happened when I was in high school. As I went to private school, a place which was filled with some little rotten rich human being’s little miniature, it wasn’t exactly an upright place where I wanted to be. Moral was nowhere to be found in that school, if anything mattered to those people, it was money, power, and status.Lucky for us, Luke and I stood at the top of that game. As a part of the Hall family, the oldest and powerful one in Chicago, those little pieces of shit didn’t dare to look at our eyes, let alone talk to us.Luke had friends. He was always popular among boys and girls where I was a loner, but I enjoyed that. I didn’t need those bullies anywhere near me, all of them, every single one of them, was a criminal in my eyes.As I spent time with my grandfather and mom in the office, I was awar
We officially started dating a week ago after the night in that café. It was nice. Nathan came to my house in the morning, we had our breakfast together before going to work. He dropped me at my restaurant, pressed a kiss on my lips before driving himself to his office. He returned to his office, once again, he was the CEO of the Hall Corporation just like before.We texted one another every free time we got, talked over the phone during our lunch, hence it was harmless to say we ate together. He picked me up from work around 6. It wasn’t my time to go home, but these days I was relying on my manager a little as he confirmed to me everything would be fine even if I wasn’t here.We would go to his condo and spend a cozy night. Watching movies together on his DVD, talking about the time we were separated from one another, cuddling on the sofa, falling asleep in his arms, and having crazy exotic food for dinner. Nathan’s che
I didn’t say a word after Nathan told me what happened in the hospital a year ago. When I woke up in the morning that time, it was Brian, Owen, Inessa, and Michale around me. Nathan was nowhere to be found.They discharged me from the hospital the next morning after the doctor confirmed I was out of danger and ready to go home. Brian and Inessa took me to their house. I was with them for a week before moving back to uncle Josh’s condo.Michale visited me every single day, sometimes before going to the office or sometimes after work. He would bring me flowers or my favorite food from my favorite restaurants. I didn’t think much of his actions that time as I wasn’t in my head that time.I was numb for a long time after coming home; I was listening to every word that was being said to me, but I couldn’t empathize with the meaning behind any of those words. It was the reason Inessa used to do all my works; she hel
“What do you want to talk about?” Lyra asked, breaking the long silence that was sandwiched between us from the moment we sat in this café with our coffee.I was a little earlier than Lyra, as I needed to prepare to talk to her. I was the one who asked for this meeting; thus, I wanted to be warmed up to talk to her about us. It took a lot from my side to have this conversation with her.When we met one another after such a long time, seeing her well-adjusted in her new life delighted me. She was doing what she loved; she established her own restaurants, which were enjoying outstanding success. She was a boss woman now, and I loved that.I loved seeing the new Lyra, the fearless one, shy but confident, naïve as well as guarded. I took pleasure in her success, yet I was melancholic with her. Mostly because of how fast she was moving forward in her personal life without me.I wanted to talk about us. If there wa
I canceled my plan to return to Italy for now; I called Jessica and told her to call off the meeting that I was supposed to attend on my return to Italy with an investor. I would do other works that needed my attention through email, my casino manager Rocky was a trusted, worthy man. He was accomplished of handling the situation better than anyone; therefore, I knew things would be alright in Italy with little hinder.But the way everything was resolved in Chicago was scaring me to death. After the night where I almost choked Devin, or whatever that bastard's name was to death, I was feeling more out of control. The fear of losing Lyra was taking all my thinking systems at once.We spent a year apart from one another, didn’t see her, talk to her, or listen to her voice, we were living our life as two strangers. During that time, I didn’t go through this fucking fear that I was having right now.I knew she was in this world some