Kelley sat in his bedroom with the laptop open as he watched Milana on the screen. She was sitting on the bed with her phone in her hand. She kept looking at the screen and Kelley couldn’t bring himself to call her.He wanted her to call him, to tell him she was either pregnant or not. If she wasn’t though, why would she be hesitating to call him? Why was she hesitating in the first place? A million thoughts ran through his mind as he stared at her.She put her phone back in the drawer and Kelley sighed. Maybe she wasn’t pregnant and didn’t want to tell him that. What if she was and she didn’t want to tell him that either? She couldn’t still be that mad at him, could she?Kelley lay back on the bed and watched her as she got into bed and switched off the lamp. He fell asleep watching her sleep and that helped a little. He missed her a lot but at least he could look at her. They needed to speed things along.The next morning he walked into the basement where Kirk lay on the floor with
Kelley sat up straight in bed, breathless with his heart beating a crescendo in his chest. Something wasn’t right. He didn’t know what, but something niggled at the back of his mind. His room was still bathed in darkness as he got up from the bed and walked into his dressing room.He pulled on jeans, boots and a t-shirt and opened his bedroom door. The house was dark and quiet as he made his way to the stairs and then to the foyer. Connor appeared beside him and Kelley didn’t even question why he was awake.“I feel it too,” Connor said.“It’s too quiet. Our victory was too easy,” Kelley said.Connor’s jaw tensed and Kelley could see the muscle twitch there. He had no idea what he should be doing but he knew he had to get out of the house. “Let’s take a drive.”Kelley’s phone rang and he pulled it from his jean pocket and swiped to answer Blaire’s call, seeing that it was one am. “Blaire.”“Dude, I got a location on Charles, he’s in Yorkdare Bay.”“Good work, Blaire, send me the addres
Lee looked up and for a moment he didn’t understand what he was seeing. Kelley was holding Marella in his arms, her shirt was torn, her lip swollen and bloody and in that moment he forgot about his own pain, both physical and emotional.Kelley placed Marella on the floor but kept his arm around her. Mason had stood up too, his own eyes red from crying. Connor had called them at six am to give them the news of Blain’s murder. Lee hadn’t been able to process it.He stood up and his hand instantly went to the wound near his hip, the one healing the slowest. Tears now welled in his eyes as he took Marella in, noting the exhaustion on her face. “Marella.” His voice trembled and Kelley nodded his head at Mason.Lee didn’t even register them retreating or the door closing a few seconds later. Lee took a step towards her and he noted her limp. Against his doctor’s advice of not doing anything, he picked her up and walked towards the bed.His wound pulled but he didn’t care. He sat down on the
It was noon by the time Kelley woke up and got ready for the day. He wandered into his study and sat down behind his desk. A knock on the door drew him out of his reverie. He ordered lunch from the kitchen with a request to eat it in his study.He didn’t want to speak to anyone right now. He was tired and angry, bitterness filled him up and he’d dreamt of Charles. He dragged a hand over his newly cut short hair, an army cut because he hadn’t had time to go to his usual barber, so he’d just cut it off himself.Charles had stood next to his bed, laughing with that fucking hole in his forehead. Kelley felt more exhausted than he had before he’d gone to sleep. He didn’t feel guilty for killing Charles. The man was a sick psychopath.A knock on his door announced that his lunch was ready and he stood up from behind his desk. He opened the door and took the tray from the cook. She wouldn’t send anybody else up to his study. “Thank you, Marjorie.”With a smile and a nod of her head she left
Lee set up the video call and Jesse brought David and Cecile to the control room so they could talk to Lee. Kelley walked out of his study and pulled his own phone out of his pocket and dialed Milana’s number.“Hi,” she answered.“Hi.” Kelley briefly closed his eyes. “How are things on the island?”“It’s okay, considering,” she replied.“Lee’s talking to David and Cecile right now. You’re all flying back this afternoon,” Kelley said.“What happened?”“Blain was shot … he didn’t make it,” Kelley said.Milana’s intake of breath was sharp and she was quiet for several seconds. “I’m so sorry. I never met him, but he’s family, right?”“Family,” Kelley confirmed. “I’m not sure how long you guys will be here but we can’t bury Blain without his family.”“Kelley, are you okay?”“I’m fine, Mila. I’ll see you tonight,” he said.“Okay, see you later.”The call ended from her side and Kelley sighed as he stood outside his study and listened to David yelling at Lee. Cecile was crying so much that i
Kelley slept like the dead. The first night in weeks that he slept right through with no haunting dreams. He showered and dressed in a suit before going to his study. The funeral would start at ten and afterwards everyone would return to the house to celebrate Blain’s life.He ate breakfast alone in his study since it was seven am and nobody else had woken up yet. He printed the documents he would need and placed them inside a folder in his briefcase. He worked until ten when Milana opened his study door.“Good morning,” she said and walked around his desk, already dressed for the funeral.Kelley pushed his chair back and pulled her onto his lap and kissed her. “A good morning it is,” he agreed as she smiled and climbed off his lap.“Can I use your laptop to order a few things? I think I left my cable on the island,” Milana asked.“Of course. I need to head out for a bit. I’ll be along later.”“Where are you going?” she asked him with a frown.“Nowhere you should worry about. Ask Marl
Kelley stood in the foyer of his own house and listened to the argument in full swing in the sitting room. Grace’s body was clutched tight against his with her arms around his neck. She hadn’t let go once and even in the car he’d had to sit in the back seat with her clinging to him.“He’s so big into family and caring for everyone but he couldn’t even be bothered to show up to Blain’s funeral!” David yelled.“I’m sure he had his reasons,” Lee said in an even tone.“I don’t care about his reasons!”Footsteps were muffled by the thick carpet. “I don’t have time for this shit. If you don’t want to be a part of this family, then leave, David,” Mason said angrily.He stopped short in the foyer and Kelley smiled at him as his eyes widened. He nudged Grace in his arms and she turned her head to look at him. “Daddy?”“Gracie,” Mason breathed as Kelley put her down on the floor.Mason sank to his knees as Grace ran toward him. Tears flowed unashamedly down his cheeks as he grabbed her and one
Milana watched Kelley leave the office and she smiled. She would never have believed it if someone had told her that she would love the brooding man. She minimized the tabs open on his laptop and looked at the folder aptly named ‘Norah Kensington’.Milana bit her lip and then double clicked on it. Inside was a video file and she opened that one too. She sat back in horror, her hands shaking as she listened to her husband. She felt the bile rise in her throat and fear settled deep inside her heart.She’d been wrong. He was exactly the man Ernesto had told her he was. He was part of The Club and it sickened her to watch him take advantage of this woman. She couldn’t look at it anymore, the stoic look on his face as the woman touched herself.She made it to the bathroom just in time and emptied her stomach into the toilet. She dry heaved a few times and stiffened when a hand touched her shoulder. “What’s wrong?” Steel asked her.“I … I don’t feel well,” she said and closed her eyes.“Com