Fyrebyrd is my pre-reader, SunFlower Fran is my beta.

This chapter shows us what K&Bee were up to while the dads were away.

Chapter 29

Bee

We enter the club hand in hand, causing more than one girl to look our way in both shock and disdain. I glare back, daring a bitch to try me. It's only been about five hours since I fucked up Laurent, and hitting him made me miss being in the ring. So these bitches had better fix their fucking faces.

One immediately seems to understand the look on my face and turns away while another continues to stare.

"I would definitely look away if you value your eyeballs, sweetie," I tell her with a fake smile on my face.

Her eyes go wide, and she shuffles away as Killa pulls me closer, laughing. "You're wicked hot when you're jealous, Princess."

I elbow him in the stomach not thinking he's funny at all. "I'm not jealous, cocksucker. It's rude to fucking stare. Didn't you learn that the hard way?"

He laughs at my comment, pulling me tighter to his side. "Whatever you say, baby, just try not to kill anyone tonight," he says, as we walk through the crowd, approaching the VIP section.

I see Alice and Jasper, along with other people from the funeral drinking and having a good time. Everyone wanted to continue celebrating Felix, so they moved from Esme and Carlisle's to here.

"There you two are!" Alice yells, waving us over.

We walk into the VIP area, and Killa stops to greet people as I make my way over to Alice who's holding her drink out for me. I grab it, taking a big gulp.

"Thanks, this day has been shit," I tell her before taking another sip.

After the funeral, Killa and I spent time trying to figure out what the hell our dads are up to. I'm a hundred percent sure my dad doesn't have any businesses out West, always wanting to keep things on the east coast, specifically New York. No, something is definitely up, and I have a feeling Killa isn't going to like it one fucking bit.

"Poor Nettie, I really feel sorry for her," Alice says sadly, trying to get the attention of the waitress.

But she's too busy paying attention to my fucking boyfriend to notice Alice trying to signal her. I'm starting to be pissed and wonder how many fucking girls he's actually fucked. But I know it's not the time to start a fight with him over his past. We both have one, his just happens to be spread out all over his club it seems. Unless all these bitches are just hoping for a chance with him.

"I know, and her damn nephew had the nerve to ask her for Felix's fucking money." I shake my head, still not believing the shit Laurent pulled.

"I'm surprised neither you or Killa murdered him," Alice says, laughing.

"We're trying not to bury any other bodies today," I say honestly, but she stops laughing to stare at me, and then starts laughing again, thinking it's all a joke.

If only she really knew how much I've gotten my hands dirty since Killa and I have been together, she'd probably faint. Before him, I never involved myself in Dad's business. But being a part of it with Killa just feels right. It feels as if I belong to something bigger than just me, and it makes me feel alive, more than I've felt since Angie was here.

It doesn't mean I'm going to be more actively involved when we're married. But, if I have to kill someone, I will, and now I know how to bury them as well.

"I got you a drink," Killa says, passing me a glass of cranberry and vodka.

"Thank you," I say, turning to capture his lips with mine.

The kiss is hungry and possessive.

He wraps one arm around my waist, his hand going to my ass, as our tongues glide against each other. When he squeezes and pulls me into his hardening cock, I let out a needy whimper.

"Jeesh, get a room," I hear Alice say.

"Yo, that's my sister!" Jacob's loud, friendly voice says.

Killa breaks the kiss to glare at my brother. "And? She's my everything so go the fuck away," he says menacingly.

"Aww," Alice says as Jasper joins us.

I sigh, so fucking in love with him from just that one line. Who says he can't do hearts and fucking flowers.

"Sometimes you're so fucking romantic, Killa," I whisper, kissing his scruffy jaw.

"Romantic? Killa is a lot of things but romantic he is not," Jasper says, laughing hard.

I glare at his ass, wanting to hit him for laughing at my man.

"Fuck you," Killa says to Jasper before turning to whisper in my ear. "It's the truth. You're everything to me, so stop worrying about these hoes in here," he says before again kissing my lips.

"Smooth, real smooth, I'll give you that," Jacob says, sighing as if he's disgusted with us.

He'll get over it.

I kiss Killa one last time before I turn to face my brother. "Why are you acting all big-brotherly? We both know you don't care." I give him a look, calling him on his bullshit.

Both him and Dad suddenly act like they want to have a say in my life now that I'm with Killa. They're full of shit. They never looked at what I've done before.

"Hey! I fucking care," he protests.

I give him another look, not believing his ass. He really had nothing to do with me when we were younger. After Angie's death, he tried, but by then I was done with all those fuckers. We're a little closer now that I'm older and not so angry. Well, I'm angry, but I don't blame him and the other two fuckers for her death anymore.

"What type of business do you all have in Vegas?" Jacob asks Killa.

"What the hell are you talking about? We don't have business in Vegas," he says, confused.

"Really? Dad said he was going to Vegas to check out a business venture of Carlisle's," Jacob says, looking from Killer to me.

"What the fuck is going on?" Jasper asks. "I thought they were going to California to check out some of the Chief's businesses?"

I shake my head, not believing them. This is not going to be fucking good. "Those lying motherfuckers," I say before taking a sip of my drink.

Killa's quiet, too fucking quiet, and I see that his jaw is set so tight he could crack a tooth if it was any tighter.

"It could be fucking nothing. Maybe they just wanted to get away to meet up with some hoes behind our mom's backs," Jacob says, trying to cover.

I glare at his stupid ass. We both know Charlie hasn't cheated on Renee ever since he was with that Sue woman, and Renee went to her house and attacked her, putting them both in the hospital. That was almost three years ago, so I'm pretty sure he's not taking that chance again.

Killa shakes his head, his forehead crinkling from thinking too hard. "Vegas? Charlie said they were going to Vegas?"

"Why the fuck would they go to Vegas?" Jasper asks, moving closer.

"I don't fucking know, but something feels off, especially with both of them lying." Killa takes a sip of his drink, his eyes roaming around the club. "Let's not talk about that shit now, too many fucking ears around."

"You Boston fuckers are always paranoid. No one cares what we talk about," Jacob says, shaking his head.

"And you New York fuckers talk too fucking much," Killa says, laughing at my brother.

"I, for one, have had enough business. I want to dance," I say before downing my drink and pulling Alice toward the dance floor.

We start weaving through the crowd, her hand in mine. Finding a small spot, we start going wild to the beat, like we used to do when we club-hopped in New York.

We dance song after song, laughing and acting silly and for the first time in a long time, I feel carefree, like I don't have a care in the world.

The next song begins, and Alice stops dancing, breathing hard. She's so out of shape for someone so damn small.

"I'm taking a break," she says, huffing.

Before I can answer her, a tattooed forearm wraps around my waist, swaying us to the beat. I'd know those tattoos in my sleep.

"I should warn you, I have a boyfriend," I tease.

"I'm your fiancé, Princess," he whispers in my ear, causing chills to run up my spine.

"Hmm." Turning around, I lift my hand with my Claddagh ring on it and wiggle it in his face. "I thought this was a promise of what's to come. I'm still expecting a real proposal, cocksucker."

He chuckles, "Oh baby, you always have to bust my balls," he teases, swaying us to the music.

"Someone has to keep you grounded or else you'd just be cocky." I wrap my arms around his neck, gliding my body to the beat.

"I thought you loved my cock, baby?" he asks before bending down to brush his lips against mine.

I bite his bottom lip before sucking it into my mouth. The song changes to Drake, Hold on, We're Going Home. His hands slide to my ass, pulling me closer as he grinds his now hard cock against my center. I moan as I lift my hands, letting the beat and the lyrics lead me.

I got my eyes on you
You're everything that I see
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
I can't get over you
You left your mark on me
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly

His lips move across my chin, and I tilt my head back, giving him access to my neck. The crowded dance floor disappears, and it's just Killa and me against the fucking world.

One of his hands grips my hair as he devours my neck, causing me to moan and grind up against him. I fucking want him so bad, and I don't give a fuck who's watching.

'Cause you're a good girl and you know it
You act so different around me
'Cause you're a good girl and you know it
I know exactly who you could be

"You're wicked pissa hot, Princess," he says, his accent thick and so fucking sexy, just like the first time I heard it.

I give him a sexy grin as I run my fingers through his wild auburn hair before pulling him to me and kissing him as if we're not in a crowded club.

Just hold on, we're going home
Just hold on, we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on, we're going home

The song comes to an end, and I'm a complete fucking mess as we continue to kiss as if we're the only two people in the world.

When our kiss finally ends, Killa looks into my eyes, smiling. "I fucking love you."

"I love you, too," I say before giving his lips one last peck.

We walk back into the VIP area, joining the others as they get drunk and tell more stories about Felix. Alice and I dance together again, throwing back shot after shot until she can barely stand.

"I don't want to go back to New York without you tomorrow," Alice cries, hugging onto me.

"We'll be living in New York before you know it," I remind her, returning the hug and feeling a little bit of dread creeping up on me at the thought of leaving Killa in five months.

"Hey, Taylor, no more drinks for these two, get some waters," Killa calls to the waitress.

"Sure thing, Edward," she says seductively, giving him a sexy smile.

I turn and stare at her. "If you want to keep your teeth, you'll stop fucking smiling at my man!" I yell, trying to get to her but Killa stops me, pulling me by my waist.

"Easy there, Princess," he says to me.

"She's been smiling at you all fucking night, Killa!" I tell him, pushing his shoulder.

"Has she? I can't tell. I'm only looking at one girl," he says before kissing the side of my head.

"Sometimes I wonder where that cocky cocksucker went," I tell him, smiling like a loon until Taylor comes back with our drinks.

She sits them down on the table in front of us, looking scared as hell.

"I bet your ass won't be smiling at him anymore!" Alice says, cackling like a mad woman.

"Why you scared now? You were all smiles a minute ago; let's see your pretty white teeth?" I tell her, causing Alice to practically fall over.

Taylor runs away, tripping over herself as Jasper tries to hold up Alice. Killa is laughing right along with us.

"You're so fucking bad," he tells me.

"Killa, we better get these two out of here before your girl kills someone and mine laughs herself to death," Jasper says, practically dragging Ali out of the VIP.

"I can fight! I just don't have to because Bee does it for me!" Alice says, shoving him away.

"Yeah, let me know if you want me to punch him again." I giggle as Killa walks us through the club, saying our good byes.

"No fighting tonight," he says as he helps me into my coat.

"Fine," I agree, turning around to kiss his lips.

We leave the club following Jasper and Alice. Once we're in the backseat of my Town Car, Kebi pulls away, taking us back to Killa's. I wrap myself around him, so happy that for once we were able to forget about everything and just have a good time, like a normal fucking couple.

... And, we didn't kill one person.

It was a good night.

A/N: Hello! Next Chapter Killa learns of the dads deal with the devil! And … It's written and in Fran's hands! Posting next week!