A/N- Alright, so I didn't feel like writing off of any of the books, and just felt like having some fun with the Characters. Richelle Mead owns all characters and V.A. The only thing I'm staking claim to is the story line, and three of the add on characters.
~Warning~ This story is rated M for a reason. There's violent, crude, & sexual explicit content. Not to mention drug usage. So if you're under the age of 18 or just feel uncomfortable reading things like that, THEN DON'T READ THIS. There is your warning.
Summary- All human, Mostly OOC- The life of Rose Mazur has always been one crazy ride to another. How can it not be when your father is one of the most feared men that walks the earth, that always seems to be bringing home random strays. But the one ride she wasn't expecting was the one that tugged at her heart while chills ran down her spine. What she didn't know was someone had a plan for her, someone who caused her world of roller coasters to start.
Chapter one
Rose's P.O.V
I gripped my towel tightly around my body, as I checked myself out in the mirror. What I seen was the same thing that always made my breath catch, my mother looking back at me. Even with my father's darker completion, it was so easy seeing the genes my mother passed onto me. My eyes, full lips,- even though right now it was more of a split fat lip.- curved button nose, even the curves of my body that was masked by a towel. So much was like her, and every time I seen it, it always made me wonder how life would be if she was still here.
Would all the people in this house be living here if she was? Would Lissa and I still be best friends? Would I be going to collage planning on taking over for dad, or would I be doing something else? If I was, what would it be? If she was here, would dad still look at me with pain in his eyes? Would she be proud of me? Would she approve of my life style?- No I already knew the answer to the last one, but she would have been happy to watch me grow none the less.
Adverting my hazel eyes from my refection, I headed out to my bedroom. I didn't even pause to look at Adrian who was sprawled out on my bed smoking.-He was in my bed more then I was most of the time. So I went straight to my closet looking for something to wear.
"If you're tired why don't you go to your own room? I don't have time to deal with you tonight." I loved him… But really the guy can annoy me sometimes. - It was like having a perverted male appendage that followed you around like a lost puppy trying to hump your leg most of the time.
"Rose, Rose, Rose, So rude. You know I would never kick you out of my bed, unless of course it was to screw you on the floor." He chuckled taking a drag off of his cigarette as he leaned over propping himself up with an elbow.
I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling. Typical Adrian, first thing out of his mouth instead of 'Good morning' or 'How was your night?' it's a sexual joke. But I have to admit, if it was anything else I would have been worried.
I grabbed a plain black tank top out of my closet and grabbed a pair of tight stretchy jeans. I stripped my towel off and begun to get dressed. It wasn't as if it was the first time I was naked in front of Adrian, or that I was shy of my body anyways. Honestly there was nothing shy about Rose Mazur, it came with the Mazur name.
"So I heard what happened last night. Do you wanna' talk about it?" He asked after the moment of silence.
Letting out a small sigh I turned around and walked over to him and my bed setting down. I knew his beautiful emerald green eyes were on my fat lip. "Not much to say really," I sighed as I leaned back placing my head on his chest. "Mason and Ambrose got into it. Ambrose quit.. Well more like he got fired, so now I have to find someone to replace him." I left out the fact that my ex-Ambrose- started a fight with Mase over him flirting with me. "If it wasn't for Seth things could have been a lot worse last night." The look on Seth's face was nothing but pure joy last night. So at least someone had a good time.
Adrian chuckled again as he snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the night stand. " Yeah Seth has been waiting a while to get the chance to get his hands on Ambrose. From what I got told Ambrose isn't going to be talking for a while." His newly freed hand ran though my hair in a relaxing manner. "But are you alright? I know that you-"
"Look Adrian like I said there isn't not much to say. " I cut him off not wanting to talk about it and leaned over to give him a quick peck on the cheek before standing up. "I gotta go down to the bar for a few hours. Tasha is bringing down a new cover singer for tonight's show. See you down there later." With that I headed out of my room and down the stairs.
I didn't even stop to talk to anyone longer then need be. Like always Sonya had my coffee made – Iced French vanilla, in my favorite canteen.- and the dogs were waiting for me at the door, like they did every day. I beckoned for them to get into the back of my Ford f150, before I left.
This week was going to be a hard week. Between finding a replacement bouncer, shuffling out the work schedules, running the monthly inventory for the bar, club, & tattoo shop, then just to have Abe come home for a few weeks to check on everything.
Honestly I don't know how he keeps everything he does so under wraps. Half the employees had no clue that almost every night pretty much a couple grand worth of drugs is dealt out of the back of Nightmare- The night club-. Or that most of the guns that was used for the gang wars around this city was thanks to my father and his right hand man Seth. Not to mention the random bombing you hear about in other countries… Yeah that would be thanks to my father as well.
But nothing seemed to come back on them. If anything ever did, Seth said everything was set up, and to never underestimate his intelligence. Sometimes I'm not sure who is scarier, Seth or my dad. Two things were for sure, they made perfect partners, and both are deadly. Thankfully I knew I'd never be one of the poor bastards that got on their bad sides.
I sat there remising on how life used to be. Back before I knew what my father did for a living, back before Lissa, Sonya, Adrian and the others moved in. Back to when I was a kid hanging out with Lissa signing lame songs in baggy shirts, when her family was alive, and my mom. How we used to have bonfires and camp outs in the back yard. When Lissa's dad would make fun of my dad for burning the food on the BBQ. When life seemed so carefree, innocent, and blissful.
But everything changed so fast for us. After Mr. Dragomir's car blew up almost ten years ago taking my mother's life with it. Lissa moved in with us. -Every day I am thankful that I begged for Lissa not to go that day, and for Aunt Alberta agreeing to watch us so mom could do some last minute shopping with Lissa's mother.- Dad started working more, spending less and less time around the house. A couple months after mom pasted away dad had a few people move in with us. - Stan, Mikail and his wife Sonya. Then Dad built a small cabin a few miles away from the house for Aunt Alberta.
When I was thirteen is when everyone else moved in. Adrian just showed up one day drunk with all of his things in boxes asking where his room was. Then came Seth, none of us knew him, but dad wanted him there, even if all the adults acted like they were walking on egg shells around him, even at such a young age. Not even a month after Seth moved in, Derik and Devin moved in. Dad seemed to build us a – dysfunctional- family that my mom always wanted. I couldn't complain much they made life more interesting and less lonely for Lissa and me. Every new addition made the house feel somewhat whole again, but never filled that giant gap that most of else felt.
Before I knew it I was parked outside of the Frost Bar. Pushing my sunglasses up on top of my head as I jumped out of the truck with my keys and wallet in hand heading for the dogs, who was waiting for me patently wagging their tails.
" 'Bout fucking time you got here. Swear I was losing brain cells in that place." A deep voice came from behind me. I knew it could only belong to one person. " Come the fuck on mutts, jump. " Seth told the dogs.
When I turned around he was already shutting my gate after the dogs jumped out. " It can't be that bad." I told him. I was starting to wonder if I was late. Most people put Seth in a bad mood, but Tasha, well she was a whole different level of irritation for him.
He only raised a pierced eye-brow at me as if daring me to say different. Guess I am late. I thought to myself as I followed Seth and the dogs though the door. " Will you grab me the folder of apps'? I need to find a replacement before Dad gets back." I asked him.
He only looked down at me with his baby blues, -running his tongue ring across his bottom lip that made a 'clink clink' sound when it hit his double spider bites piercings. Something he always did subconsciously when he thinks, or is bored. "Already done, It's sitting on the bar counter along with some doughnuts."
I couldn't stop the grin that crept up on my face. He knew I'd be running late, and wouldn't eat before leaving the house. In a small way it was his brotherly way of showing he cared. "Is that your way of saying sorry for last night?" I teased.
This time it was him who grinned. "Ha! The only thing I'm sorry about is when Abe gets back that I have to tell him I let that douche walk out of here on his own two legs. NOW that's something to apologize for. " For being so happy, he looked slightly strained at the thought of that discussion.
I couldn't help but laugh, at his bewildered expression, knowing he was tossing what he would say back and forth in his head. When he raised an eye brow at me only made my laughter increase. I didn't even notice that there was a man who was watching me intently, that would soon flip my world upside down.