_Neon I paced the penthouse floor, too hyped up to sit still. I just received a call from my uncle that Meghan was discharged from the hospital. There was nothing to hold her for the night. Except being mentally exhausted and confused. She needed to continue seeing someone about her grieving process. She was not In any danger health wise that was alarming. I took off my tie and got rid of the jacket, it had been a long day from the beginning right through the end. My uncle walked into the front door, bone tired. As soon as he saw me, his face lit up into a grin."I can't say I remember the last time you were this happy to see me." I teased."I bought us Chinese takeouts. Switch on the television. I went past the Pablo mansion, The place is a nightmare, it's crawling with journalists." "What were you doing there, I thought we agreed we wait to see it on the news.""I was afraid they didn't make it to the news. I couldn't help myself." He spread his hands in front of him. He was a s
_MeghanMy head bounded in my ears and the music was too loud. I needed a moment to gather my thoughts, everything was moving too fast. The last coherent thought I had was dancing with the sexy guy on the dance floor, then we sat for some drinks and now I was feeling woozy. He was dragging me into the dim light corner and I needed to think. "Stop. I need a minute." my head."We don't have a minute, keep walking," he said and I tried focusing on his face but his face kept moving out of his other face. The dimness wasn't helping much. Suddenly I felt tired. "I'm gonna sit.""You want me to carry you? Get the fuck up, we need to get out of here." shivers ran down my spine. "The lady said she's tired. She's not going anywhere with you." Another voice said. Only if my ears could stop ringing, maybe I could concentrate on what was happening."Shut the fuck up, man. I'm not talking to you, why don't you mind your own business." I didn't hear what the second guy said, but I heard the fir
_Neon The cat was out of the bag. I pinned my gaze on Meghan. She was still in that purple cloth. Now that she was sitting down, it had ridden up her thighs. But because of the atmosphere in the room, I didn't think anyone noticed, but scanning around the room, told me how wrong I was. Meghan was looking between me and Noami, with an unreadable expression on her face. I wanted to reach and touch her hand but with the way I was tied up, it was impossible. "You brought us here, to tell us about your dead son?" I said out loud and cut off Pablo's narration.He stopped talking and shot his gaze at me, his patience waning thin. "I never took you for a rude man, Mr Petrov. Your father is certainly not a rude man.""You leave my father out of your mouth." My nose flared. I had to remember to keep calm. He wanted a reaction."I'm afraid that is impossible. You see, your father and I used to work hand in hand in the brotherhood. When I came to London, I started my empire, not forgetting to
_Meghan I opened the door to the Eatery and Francois looked up from behind the counter. His face broke into a smile when he saw me. "I never thought I would see you here again."He walked over to hug me. He still looked the same and not much had changed in the few months I had been away."I would never forget this place, I was the best dishwasher you'd ever had.""And that you were." He gave me a pat on my shoulder.I looked around the place. It was still early for morning customers. After storming out of the hotel, I didn't know where else to go so I gave the taxi driver the first address that came to mind. "Where is everyone?" I gestured with my hand."You mean, where is Dave?" he winked at me and shook his head. Amused. "He's is at the back, he would be happy to see you." He said. "Thanks, Francois." I gave him a little shove and walked to the kitchen at the back of the Eatety, and true to form when I stood at the entrance of the kitchen, Dave was sitting down with a cup of cof
_Meghan After Jonathan showed up, Alicia took the opportunity to excuse herself. I knew she was fed up with the work, so it was just me and Jonathan to finish the project. He didn't seem to mind the work. He was, after all, a handyman, so this kind of work must have been something he did on a daily. I chatted up with the sexy handyman, who seemed to return my energy. In no time at all, we were packing up our brushes and clearing away. Jonathan asked me to join him for lunch and I bit my lips, I didn't mind having lunch,I had too much free time and a lot of things that needed forgetting and the sexy young man was doing a great job helping me. We hopped into his car, which was pretty good for a handyman, and I said as much. He must have been making a killing working odd jobs. "Nice car for a handyman," I said "What did you expect? a dirty car, full of tools?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, and the dimple on his left cheek appeared. He was pretty clean too. I couldn't help but loo
_Meghan When the limousine stopped, we were in front of a beautiful mansion, surrounded by acres of lush green. Neon bugled his pants and tucked his shirt. I rearranged my skirt and tried to look as presentable as I possibly could. My face felt hot and Neon's face was flushed and his hair tussled. I smoothed it for him and gave him a thumbs-up. He gave me one final look before taping on the glass divider. And a few seconds later the door opened. Once I stood on the solid paving, my legs felt shaky and I held onto his hands for support and to catch my breath. The house was breathtaking. "Are you ready?" he asked."For what?" I looked around us. "To see your new home." I looked at him and then the house again. It could have been about ten thousand square feet of exquisite sight. And he said it was all mine. I couldn't help but mentally note that it was bigger than Adelita's house and very modern. All the staff of the mansion were lined up on the stairs leading to the front entra
_Meghan We walked around the mansion for a good half an hour. I couldn't fault anything. Neon knew me too well, it ticked all my boxes. The house was beautiful and I could see myself living here. The only problem was, the pink elephant in the room, that was following us and I was as sure as hell going to ignore it. After much walking, Neon stood next to a door and looked back at me."This is the master bedroom." he seemed pleased with himself, as he should. "Oh..." I mused behind him. He was certain that we would be sharing a room. After the incident on our way here, any man in their right mind would have thought the same thing. He had a right to assume I was ripe for the picking. But was I ripe for the picking? Did I want to be ripe? I rolled my eyes to the heavens and walked in behind him as he opened the door. I was overthinking. It felt good to be ripe. Shush Meghan focus...The room looked like a page from the honeymoon delights issue. The bed alone was enough to give anyone,
_MeghanWe made it to st. Petersburg in the early hours of the morning. What a time to visit. The landscape was beautiful, every itch covered in snow. I could not bring myself to go to bed and miss the snowfall. "It's laying it thick," I called out to Neon while still looking outside our window."It will most likely last the whole day. It's a terrible time to be outside right now, I wouldn't wish it on anyone." Neon covered his head with the thick covers. He hadn't gotten out of bed since we arrived, which was unusual for him. He hadn't been as interested in the snow as I was, at least Ethan had shown a bit of interest before sleep took over.Neon said he had seen it snow all his life while growing up. I had seen snow before but it never failed to fascinate me. The week following the purchase of the new house, things moved at the speed of light. Vera called almost every night to confirm when we would be able to visit for a day or two. My only guess was that the family hadn't gotte