AceJack was returning today and we are no further than when we first started. Ash and Letha have moved into my section of the building. Winnie will have bunk beds when the time comes for her to return. The report I have been getting suggests that she is a big fan of the ones at the clubhouse.I couldn't bear to see anyone else on the guest bed and Winnie's bed. The rational side of my brain knew this was ridiculous, but I still couldn't allow it. I needed someone to stay in this place because it was too quiet. However, I am considering asking King to take them to his wing. Since I noticed, my less-than-sunny disposition was putting Ash on edge.However, Ash has been most helpful when I didn't expect her to be. We have been making connections I wouldn't have caught right away. King approaches, and I grab his arm and motion him into the kitchen. "Should I be aware of something?" King looked worried that something was amiss. Everyone has been on edge; the slightest change and people's h
TessWhy does morning sickness have to be so terrible? People always say you forget the pains of childbirth and pregnancy once the baby is safe in your arms. That has to be the case because I forgot how bad it was with Winnie. Of course, this time, Ace was supposed to be there to hold back my hair when I puked. That asshole is missing out on his master plan at work right now. Shaking that thought off because it's not fair; he couldn't have predicted this for us."Knock, knock." I hear Bear state from the doorway. I pull up from the floor and flush the toilet so he doesn't see the evidence.Pretty positive that this will be great birth control for any of the guys. Maybe I should try to make some money for a condom commercial. Take this terrible situation and at least make a profit off of my misery. "Enter at your own risk." My voice cracked at the words, but still trying to act like I wasn't just puking my guts up.The door slowly opens, Bear peeks his head inside, and his dark eyes so
AceAsh has created a list of supporters that belong to Mother. First thing first, we had to find Claire’s father, Robert McGraw. Therefore, I have been trailing him for the last few days, watching his habits to figure out the best way to take him out. I feel like I should do so much more, but this is the best strategy. Slow but steadily chip away all the supporters of my mother. Until not one person would dare stand behind her out of fear after this.What Robert didn't want people to know is that he had a steady mistress that he took wonderful care of. She lived in a brownstone that was furnished and paid for by Robert. I have bugged the place to get a read on Mila, the girlfriend.She played her part very well, but when he was gone, she was always relieved. There was no love from her to him. He was a paycheck, as far as she was concerned. As for him, she was 20 years younger with a tight pussy, and she treated him right. Of course, him being a narcist; he thought she was in love wit
I get back to my quarters and head for the shower. I can’t help but hope that the water washes off this piss-poor mood I am currently in. We have cut Mother’s supporters in half between the five of us. The remaining supporters should drop off quickly.This thought alone should make me happy; however, it doesn’t feel like I am doing enough. It feels like doing busy work instead of going for the kill shot I hoped would present itself. Of course, the viper of a woman wouldn’t show her weak points.I dressed to return to the war room, as we have been calling it. Leaving all matters regarding this on the upper levels ensures we have no leaks. We cannot afford any mistakes. I look at the videos that Saint has been sending of my girls. Winnie has been growing in confidence around the members. The feeling of jealousy isn’t something I have had little experience with, but I feel it now. I hate I am missing out on more of Winnie’s life. Missed out on the first part of her life and didn’t want t
TessLooking at Ace’s handsome face, I notice things he doesn’t reveal. His eyes were tired; he needed a haircut and clearly hadn’t worried about trimming or facial grooming. Yet, he seems to pull off the homeless look seamlessly. I want to take him into my arms, hold him tight, and take some of his stress away. He was a man who never liked to show vulnerability, and I was one of the few people who saw it.Whatever his mother said to him must have been something horrific for him to break his rules and call me. Was it sad to say that I could have just sat here and listened to him breathe in comfortable silence? Not saying a word to each other, just taking in and appreciating the other. The love I felt for this man sitting on the other end was unreal. I don’t think I knew how badly I needed this as much as he did.“So I hear you have a murder board room,” I told him, trying to lighten the mood looming over us. The distance and radio silence were so hard on both of us. At least I had bab
Today is the day I get to enter the murder boardroom. Winnie will do her classes with Zeus’s mother. That was the stipulation from Ace. I had to wait until they completed it to access the room. I think Ace probably wanted to put me off seeing it as long as possible. I was pretty positive that if Ace had his way, I wouldn't have been able to step inside. It wasn't Ace's call here. The MC had my back on this matter, and I appreciated it.I think it had something to do with all the small tiny x’s over the eyes of everyone who’s been eliminated. I know the rational side of my brain is screaming, ‘Run, girl, run,’ but my heart and illogical side of my brain believes it to be romantic. Suppose it was like a cat leaving dead things at your feet as a sign of affection? Murder seems to be Ace’s love language for me.Maybe after all this is over, I should seek a therapist. Ace and I both have some mental disorders. However, perhaps that is the reason we work. I felt selfish and terrible for inv
AceSomething was off with the dynamic of our group. Of course, some of Queenie’s confession was setting me on edge, but it was more than that. Joker was off his game. There was something he was hiding. I was determined to figure out what it was.We couldn’t allow anyone on our team could be distracted right now, not when playing the game of war. Everyone needed to be at their best, and I could not have one of our best players distracted. Anger pulled at me as I marched to Joker’s wing of the building. I let that anger drive me; it was useful for getting what I wanted. What I wanted was my team focused to I could get my heart and soul back, aka Tess and Winnie.Jack and Queenie were off with a team, doing recon on the apartment complex. They shouldn’t be long, but Tess wouldn’t forgive me if we hurt her friend or the daughter. This side of the compound was quiet, which was perfect. No listening ears for the conversation that was about to happen.I pound on the door using the side of m
Joker I hear the door click shut and am left alone with heavy thoughts. Could I tell Queen about that mission? I wasn’t sure if either of us wanted to talk about it. I did not even know how to bring that heavy shit up. It hung between both of us like a giant black cloud. Just thinking about it got my heart racing and my palms sweating. I wasn’t a man who controlled my emotions, and Queen made me feel things I wanted to avoid. One thing I knew for sure was that Queen deserved better than me. Son of a known prostitute, father was unknown, spending around $25 to cum in her snatch rather than rub one out. No idea why she kept me. I most likely hoped that I would be profitable. She sold me the first chance she got but later discovered that she had overdosed two years later. Good riddance and all that. One less fuck up in this world; one thing was for sure, I wouldn't father a child ever. It seemed like Ace would handle the repopulation for the lot of us. I couldn't help but think about