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DARLENEThe look my husband gave me could have melted iron.I gasped, whipping my head back and forth between the whitened faces standing under the white-diamond arch of the living area.Mr. McKenzie had one hand on the collar of my husband’s white, button-down shirt, His wife, still frail and white-faced had turned to look at me like I was the devil come to life, the white of what looked to be a polaroid photo print clenched in one dainty fist.What the hell was going on? I looked at the strawberry-blonde haired man pointedly, my eyes widening at the bloody mess of his face, the front of the pink woolen sweater he had on was stained red, and a purple bruise was already forming on the glass of his high cheekbones.“Is everything alright?” I croaked, again met with silence before Mr. McKenzie scoffed, releasing my husband who snatched the polaroid from Stephanie’s shaky hands and strode toward me, his face a mask.I felt my breath catch as Alexander closed the space between us in thr
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ALEXANDERAn idiot, that was what I was. A fucking bumbling dank-ass idiot who couldn’t see two feet in front of him to realize the woman of his dreams had been a farce. A lie!Darlene had been cheating on me! I still couldn’t wrap my head around it, around the fact that she had deceived me so completely.Allowed me to kiss her with the taste of my brother’s tongue cooling on her lips.“Fuck!” I bellowed, pounding my clenched fists into the unimpressed concrete of the my study walls so that the delicious sizzle of pain greased the pinpoints of rage raking through me.I needed air, I needed to be out in the wild, back in themafia ring, to feel the hammer of my rage breeze through my knuckles.“Mr. McKenzie, I-” Laura Diego’s timid voice came from the doorway and I turned sharply to see the glass of her porcelain face peeking through the doorway, biting down on the urge to roll my eyes and instead settling for a polite nod.“Mr. McKenzie, I just wanted to say, I uh, had no idea that it
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DARLENE“What is this that you have done Darlene?” Stephanie McKenzie’s whisper was hollowed enough that it echoed rive-tingly in the ornate living area of the manor as she stared disappointingly at me. It was the first time I had seen the straight ruler of her shoulders hunched, slouched in defeat.“What she did, Mother was, fall in love.” Fredrick quipped snappily and I squeezed my eyes shut, wincing at the wrongness of it all.How could I choose one when they were both equal parts different and equal parts mysterious?Dammit, all to freaking hell Darlene!“Enough Fredrick,” I warned, just in time with Mr. McKenzie’s angry barking and I grimaced in embarrassment, turning to see that the manor maidservants and men keepers had all witnessed the debacle, the fork of shame twisting my heart as it beat erratically in my chest.However, would I raise my head in their presence again? The gray-frocked helps must have seen the risquépictures scattered like pollen dust on the burgundy red g
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ALEXANDERMy father’s mafia penthouse at the edge of the city was different than I remembered it.The rows and rows of leaning coconut trees that spread out into a neat circle from the entrance successfully shielded the penthouse from view, unlike the old bramble-covered fence that made the eight hundred square feet of land feel more like an asylum than a luxury escape house.Priest’s black Cadillac idled outside the nettle-latticed gates that opened after a few beats of security processing before the coffee-colored man slid the car into the gritty lane of the compound.“Ah, smells like home dun nit?” Priest chuckled as I glanced around the shadowed grit lot of the penthouse, the blue glimmer of the pool lights casting warped fluorescent shadows across our faces before he killed the engine and got out.The smell of wet clay and wild lilies did not smell like home. But somehow, I doubted it did to the copper-haired man either.Shit, what the hell was I doing here?“Come on out son. It’
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DARLENE“You! You pesky little bitch! What did you say to my husband?” I screeched, glaring at the dark-haired woman and marching toward her as she sat up suddenly on my bed.Who the fuck did she think she was? And why was she in my room? “After everything that had gone down, All the abuse I had to sit there and fucking take, and you didn’t even say a word!” I panted, jabbing my pink-tipped index in her face.“Darlene, I-” Laura started before sputtering with surprise when I snatched the sleek silver chain of our friendship necklace from between the sunken dunes of her collarbone.An odd well of satisfaction bubbled up inside me as the woman gasped, and I watched her almond-shaped eyes widen with what I thought was fear before she stood to face me, her tall buxom frame towering over me.“Darlene, I couldn’t have-” Laura started, but I raised a hand to cut her off. I didn’t want to hear anything she had to say.“Save it for confessionals Diego. I know it was you who showed it to Ale
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MARY ARGRETEE OF MCKENZIE MANOR“Lady of Grackles,” I panted as my hands shook on the wide rim of the overhead lamp holder as I tried to screw the ceramic off, biting down on a shriek when the white chalk of dust fell into my eyes.I coughed a panicked gasp, knowing that Our Lady had blinded me for taking her name in sin. I tethered wildly on the high iron of the potted plant where I had stood, flinging an arm out to grope around me before I felt the creak of the lampshade giving and the feeling of the floor coming up to meet me.“Ugh!” I groaned, struggling to my feet with the small black bulb of a camera fisted in one hand and rubbing the sore spot on my tailbone with the other.I had to get out of here before the Mistress finished with the Master of the McKenzie manor and came up into her room.I’d been foolish, letting that woman talk me into spying on the rich family when I had no business interfering in their lives.Yes, I was going to turn myself over to Sir Alexander’s mercy a
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ALEXANDERThe three men that strode into the room looked normal enough. I could have mistaken them for business men, if it weren’t for the men they dragged into the room, bound hands and feet.A heck of a business torture and execution was. ‘Good sportsmanship Alexander, that’s what we do, we hunt our enemies for sport.’ My father’s voice echoed oddly in my head as I raked my eyes over the blanched faces of the men that had their eyes damn near swollen shut.“Well if it isn’t McKenzie’s old boy, my, my, you look a right fright don’t you?” The ring’s unofficial chief drawled, snapping me out of my reverie, as I turned with a grimace to meet his clear brown eyes.“I could say the same for you Erwin, but I’m afraid you aren't quite tall enough for my eyes to rest on.” I rasped airily, drawing a few chuckles from the ring members as the smirk fell like a handful of condoms from the man’s ruddy face.I heard Priest’s awkward laughing beside me as I glowered at the richly dressed man who
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DARLENEIt hadn’t been easy, finding this death trap of a place that looked more like a graveyard mausoleum than it did a safe house. I had sprinted out of the grand manor like a bat out of hell, damn near fishtailing the sleek white Porsche into a tree as I spun out of the lot onto the highway.“Shit,” I grunted, letting loose a string of expletives as I risked a glance at my phone, snapping my eyes back to the stretch of asphalt lit only by the fluorescent white of my headlamps and blinking away the bright white spots that remained in my eyes.My phone had been ringing off the hook ever since the news of the affair had spread.“I should talk to Fredrick, make him see a reason to drop the issue,” I whispered more to myself than to the smiling penguin decor that swung lightly from its hang on the rear mirror.I felt the tightening in my throat thicken as I staved off a fresh bout of tears, deciding I would just have to call my mother later.The beeping noise from my car meter had me
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