I watch as he walks out, and I know I made him worse. He was fine, but I know he took my words to heart. I just wanted to help, and somehow, in the process, I made him worse. I lie still, my body wrapped around the thick throw, waiting, and watching the door. Slowly, I feel my eyes slip closed as I wait for him to come back.The bang has me jolting awake.“Why would you say that? Don’t fuck around with Zane because I swear you won’t be breathing.” Dante stands next to the bed, Gunner beside him. Hell, they both look pissed off.“I didn’t mean it! I told him I didn’t.” I should never have said it. Why did I? He didn’t even act like this when I mentioned his mum.“Clearly you did, to think of that. If you see it as us raping you, then stay the hell away from us,” he says. I look to Gunner as he shakes his head at me.“You agree? Do you guys not know me?” Of course, I didn’t mean it.“How can we? We thought we knew your family, my dad thought he knew them, but hell, we had no idea of the
I know what Emmi said, but I know she didn’t mean it. Somehow though, it’s got into Zane’s head, and now, well, now he feels like he needs to be punished. In the first fight, he didn’t even hit the guy for ages.I saw the pure terror on the guy’s face with every hit as Zane just took them. Everyone was shocked, watching as he just stood and took hit after hit. Usually, the other guy is lucky to get a few hits in. Ten minutes into the fight and Zane hadn’t lifted his fists once.Then it happened, the need to be hurt burned down, and in its place was rage. The poor guy died quickly. Usually, they stop the fights before anyone dies, but by the second punch, the guy was unconscious. By the third, he was dead. So, I sit and watch the next four fights. Zane blocks their hits and hits them back, the men getting dragged out quickly before they can die too.I just sit and watch, and by the time Zane is finished, he looks normal again. Bloody, but normal. I know all it will take is that one tho
Soon after waking, I make breakfast and we sit quietly to eat as I work through the things she needs. I have a car sorted for her, along with a bank account. I just need a few more things in place then I will let her walk.“This is fucking stupid!” Turning, I look towards Zane. “She belongs here.”“She belongs where she wants to be. Over twenty years she has been locked up, Zane, to keep her here without her approval is just as bad as her parents.” If I could, I would choose to keep her here with me. That is fucked up, though, and part of me is hoping she doesn’t walk out, or she turns around and comes back before she gets to the border.“You’re an arsehole. Treating her just like every other woman, fucking her, using her, then dumping her!” he shouts at me. I look over at Gunner, who isn’t even eating.“You can hate me, but it’s the right thing to do.” My words are quiet, and I hear her walking through. She sits down, smiling across to Gunner, but he avoids looking at her.“So, what
Waking up, the bed is empty, and glancing around I see the room is still trashed from my frustrations last night. Getting in the shower, I quickly get ready, then walk out. They all stop talking as I do. Sitting down, I smile.“So, what are the plans for today?” I have got used to living with them, working with them and everything else.“No plans, Emmi. I have work to get done from here. Same as them. Pack a bag, we may be taking a trip out of the city.” I nod to Dante, so no work means more fun.“So, if you’re working from home, you will have more time to play.” I smile at Gunner, remembering last night. He stands up without looking at me and walks out. “Did I do something wrong?” I look at Zane. His eyes are also fixed away from me. I have. I know I have.“I have calls to make.” I watch as he walks off, followed by Bear.“You did nothing wrong. They’re just tired, that’s all. We found out some more truths, and it’s hard to get our heads around. They’ll be fine later. You go pack a b
“Wakey, wakey, Queen.”I hear Gunner’s words and groan. Opening my eyes, I see him leaning over me, smiling, and way too fucking much.“You’re smiling way too much right now, considering how close you are to having your cock chopped off for waking me!” I was enjoying the sleep.“Sorry, but you need to get up. We will be waiting.” Nodding, I move, my eyes falling on the clock, six-thirty am. I slept straight through! Groaning, I get out of bed and see some clothes folded on a chair with a note on top.For you, to feel comfortable.I smile at the note and walk through to the shower. After getting washed and dried, I pull on the lounge clothes and walk out, hearing them talking. I walk through and sit at the table, everyone smiling at me. I’ve missed something. I know I have.“So, why did you all wake me so early?” I look at them, waiting.“To show you how we feel and prove it,” Dante’s says matter-of-factly, as if he’s stating the obvious.“You could just tell me.” That would be quicker
I watch as the door opens, moving out quickly. I feel the tears fall from my eyes. Dante stood before me, smiling. Screaming, I hit him with the roses, his eyes widening as I place the dagger against his neck.“Okay, so we weren’t expecting this reaction, was the day that bad?” He looks at me, amused.“It was great! Until you decide to send me fucking home! I should never have come back.” I shouldn’t have.“Sugar, you’re not getting sent home.” His hand grasps my chin to force me to look at him, moving forward slightly, so the knife pushes harder against his neck. “Your family is throwing a ball, and they requested your presence. So you are leaving here, Emmi, with us. I promise you that this is in no way us giving you back.” His eyes stay fixed on mine as my chest heaves. Slowly I lower my hand with the dagger in it. “I told him a dagger was the wrong gift.” He laughs slightly, his eyes glancing down at me.“Sorry.” I panicked.“I should have thought, don’t worry. Except you killed s
I stand shocked by Candice’s words. Turning, I watch as Emmi walks towards where Candice is stood, and Dante coming over, meeting us.“Do you know?” I ask.“No idea. I guess this is how she’ll tell us who she has chosen.” His words sound sour.“What's up, Dante?” Zane looks at him.“Nothing, I just thought she respected us a bit more to tell us in person before announcing it for her own mother’s gain. She should have told us first, we know she is picking you, Zane, but still, she could have told us first.”I listen to Dante, and I have to agree to some extent. I thought she would tell us.“So, as my lovely mother has said, I am here today to announce who I will be marrying.” I watch as she smiles at us, although Dante looks ready to kill her.“You see, this arrangement was created years ago. Many don’t understand that the Wolversons tried to cancel it and find a new way of clearing my family’s debt, my parents refused. Once the Wolversons had died, their sons also tried, to no avail.”
I walk into my room and sit down. Just how much of my life is a lie? Sure, twins fight, they fall out. But I hardly ever hear of one going crazy and happy to have the other one hurt. I thought they saw me as a burden, then found out my own mother wanted me hurt, was using me to take over the Wolverson City, lied about my dad, my brother, everything.I feel like I’m ready to break down, but breaking down is letting them win, and there is no way I will. So what’s the way forward now? That’s all I keep asking myself, and I have no idea.“I’m sorry.”I look up and see Dante stood at the end of my bed. I hadn’t even heard him come in.“I should have told you first. I guess part of me wanted to, in a way, hurt you because you honestly did that? I thought you respected us enough to tell us, Emmi!” He stands looking at me, and all I can do is laugh.“I’m sorry, I forgot when I was sent here for an arranged marriage, I should consider how you guys would feel.” Nothing is normal. Everything see