All Chapters of Little Bird: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Wicked sits down beside me as my father takes his place at the head of the table and my mother sits on his right – across from me.Kara places our plates down in front of us, “Wicked, it’s so good to see you. I hope you have been keeping well?” She says in hushed tone, touching his shoulder as she slips a piece of paper inside his denim pocket.My father clears his throat, “that will be all, thank you, Kara.” He growls with a scowl on his face, disliking the way she is interacting with my supposedly future husband.Wicked casts me a side-long glance with a shit-eating grin on his face. “The house staff have always been so… accommodating to my every need when I visit here.”I pick up my utensils and begin to cut into my large piece of steak that is covered with mushroom sauce, “that’s refreshing to know. I could tell from the first time I met, Kara that she was very cooperative when it came to one's needs.” I shove the piece of meat in my mouth and turn to look at him, chewing with my

I emerge from my en suite, towel drying my hair after I took a long hot shower, to wash away the sinful thoughts I had of Wicked when he first appeared in the living room.I can’t believe I was almost drooling over him as my eyes shamelessly feasted upon him. It’s because he is a spitting image of Ace.It has to be.I toss the damp towel on the back of my chair for my vanity mirror and I slip between the bedsheets naked, switching the lamp off. Yawning, I turn to my side, waiting for sleep to claim me.The sound of my phone vibrating on my bedside table has me rolling back over to retrieve it, and I slide my finger across the screen.The green light flashes in the top right corner of my phone and I see that I have one unread message. It's strange because I haven't shared my new number with anyone since there is nobody to share it with.I tap on the message icon, open it, and the name unknown number appears in bold writing.Unknown Number: I find it odd that Wicked would call me and te

Nervously, I chew on my lower lip, feverishly rubbing the palms of my hands up and down my thighs, hoping that my father and Ace don't end up killing each other tonight. I still can't believe Ace is here, brazenly speaking to my father and requesting his blessing for us to walk down the aisle and become Mr. and Mrs. Ripley. A large part of me wishes I could be a fly on the wall, so I can bear witness to the conversation they're having. As seconds roll over to minutes, then an hour, my ass starts to feel numb. The pins and needles move down to my legs. Standing up, I move around to get the blood flowing again, anxiously waiting for them to emerge from the office. The house is quiet. It's almost as silent as a graveyard when the moon is perched high in the sky.I quickly descend the stairs upon hearing the sound of my father's office door opening. As Ace appears from the hallway, our eyes meet, and he extends his hand, inviting me to join him.Without any hesitation, I quickly move

As Holden opens the back passenger door to the SUV, I step out of the vehicle, gathering my hair and I place it over my shoulder, inhaling deeply.“Are you sure this is the Salon, Ele is at?” I ask Holden as I remove my sunglasses and place them inside my tote bag.Closing the door, Holden turns his back towards the SUV and stares straight ahead, “yes, Ms. Taurine. Her hair appointment was sixty minutes ago, so she should be wrapping up as we speak.”I sigh, still trying to wrap my head around people addressing me as Ms. Taurine and, soon, Mrs. Ripley after being called Ms. Black for the last twenty years of my life.“And you are going to stay right here, right?” I slightly turn my head to the side to stare at him.Turning his head left, right, then left again, he nods his head. “Yes, I will remain outside the entire time unless Ms. Drakos’s men enter the salon.” He says flatly, rolling his shoulders back, and he clicks his neck as if he’s loosening the tension in his body before he r

“Th… that was Andreis’ brother in the van…” she stammers with tears in her eyes that are filled to the brim with terror. “They are coming. They are here to get their revenge.”Eles’ body is trembling uncontrollably as her terror-filled eyes dart around the salon.“Andrei as in your ex-husband slash Bratva, Andrei?” I ask her as I rub my hands up and down the sides of her arms, which are now plagued with goosebumps.Unable to speak, she nods her head.“Fuck…” I mutter, looking out of the salon windows. “We need to get out of here, and you are coming with me. If they knew you were coming to the salon, that means they will most likely hit the mansion next.”Taking her by the hand, I pull her along behind me and as we exit the salon, Holden takes one look at us and pushes off the SUV. He flicks his cigarette and rushes towards us as he tears his shades from his face.“What happened?” He asks in a dark tone, drawing his gun from behind his back.“The Bratva…” Ele replies in a nonchalant t