APOV
"Ana what happened to your wrists" Mia asked me as we got out of the cars.
"Oh, that. I was arrested."
"What, when" Kate asked, pulling on my shoulder as I tried to keep a straight face. "Why are we only now hearing about this. What did you do, I bet Christian went nuts."
"Why would he. Do you not remember his birthday cake? He was the one doing the arresting."
"You're a kinky bitch" Mia laughed as we continued to walk towards the door of the gym.
"Can't deny that. Who would've thought my husband had a thing for handcuffs."
I opened the door, stepping inside. It was heaving with men who all stopped as soon as we entered.
It had been a long time since I had been here but I had a few pounds to work off after all the food we had eaten over the weekend and with it now being Thursday, this was the first chance I had gotten to come. I could say that I had worked it off in the hotel and I probably did, until Christian wanted a snack and ordered half the menu.
I ignored the men, apart from the few who I knew as we made our way to the female changing rooms. These were barely used. Only my sisters and I came in here or Christian when he wanted to join me in the shower. Having the fingerprint scanner to gain access meant that once in here, we were safe from prying eyes.
"You're scary, some wouldn't even look at you" Kate laughed as we got changed.
"It's probably my husband they're scared of after he demoted the last one who spoke back to me. Me scary, I don't think so unless you try and put me down or mess with my kids."
"I would've loved to be in that meeting" Mia said as Kate nodded too.
"Talk about a power trip, well on the outside. My stomach was doing somersaults on the inside. Suggest it to the boys, tell them that you want in on the next meeting too. They're already shitting themselves about us wanting a stripper, they would probably faint if you told them you wanted into the family business as well."
"What are we doing about a male dancer" Mia asked.
"Seeing a young man, the same age as my sons gyrating on stage doesn't really do anything for me. Now if Christian was up there, little pouch covering his cock and dancing, then I will be there. Although it would be a solo show with a solo audience."
"Christian on that stage, I can't see it" Kate laughed.
"You wouldn't anyway, it would be for my eyes only. Mmm I might suggest it for my birthday" I laughed as we heading back out into the gym.
Once there, we headed in different directions. I could see some of the men looking before quickly diverting their eyes when I looked their way. I had David and Ian here and I know at some point Christian would arrive but I wasn't worried about being here. These men knew the consequence if any of them made my sisters or I uncomfortable and it would be worse than a demotion this time.
"Wrapping you up Ana" Claude called out from his office.
"Yep, I have a few pounds to punch and kick off" I laughed.
I knew he had said my name but I had known Claude longer than I have even known Christian and I wasn't going to expect him to call me Mrs or Dr Grey now.
"Where is that husband of yours."
"Playing with his new toy" I smiled as he wrapped my hands up ready for the gloves.
Christian was like a kid in a candy store this morning as he was excited to finally be able to fly his helicopter. He wanted to make sure he was completely sober and after the amount of alcohol he consumed at the club and then the bottle of champagne we finished off at the hotel, I'm surprised he wasn't over the alcohol limit for the next week. There was also the fact that mother nature had been battering us with wind and rain since Monday, so that had hampered his fun as well. Christian can fly the helicopter on his own. He had passed the part when he needed an instructor long ago. He just had to finished the number of hours he had to log down before the licence was his.
Walking over to the bag, I expected Claude to hold it but I smiled, seeing Dwayne grab it himself.
"Dwayne, how are you doing."
"Very well, still going. You going to kick the shit out of this like always."
"Wouldn't want to disappoint you" I said before my foot impacted with the bag.
My hits and kicks were perfectly timed and ordered so Dwayne knew what came next and could dodge out of the way, especially when a roundhouse kick came. I was getting an audience but what one of them said, made me stop.
"What did you say" I asked the young man who had just gone white.
"My apologies ma'am. Last time I was in, Dwayne said to your son that he hit like his mother. I thought it was an insult at first because if my mum tried to hit anything, she would fall over" I chuckled to myself at his word vomit as he continued. "You hit really well, harder than I have seen most men in here hit the bag."
They were all waiting for what I would say, stepping back from him as If he was in a firing squad. I'm not that scary.
"Thank you for the compliment, I like to keep myself fit. In my family, you always have to be on top of your game."
"Speaking of family" Kate said as the door opened and my Dad and Granddad came through followed by their guards.
It was amazing to watch, like the parting of the sea as they approached. These were other family members that these men showed the utmost respect too and knew the consequences otherwise.
"Want to get in the ring old man" I said, smiling as they came closer.
"I hope you were calling him old man and not me" my Granddad said, pointing to my Dad.
"I will stay out of the ring with you in it, I have seen how hard you hit" Dad said, kissing my cheek.
"You're a Princess" the young man I had just spoken to earlier said, shrinking back further when he realised he had the full attention of my Dad and Grandfather.
"Yes, she is. What is your name" my Granddad asked him.
"Harvey Sir."
"Well Harvey, Princesses are very rare in these families. They only come along once in a while and when they do, they're protected at all cost. To work in this family, to work in the inner circle of this family, means you have had to show the utmost respect and earned the trust of the Boss. To protect a Princess means you have to have earned so much more."
I could see the men I knew nodding, knowing they would protect me if I needed it, especially my guard who were spread out throughout the room.
"There is no higher prised job" Dad said. "No job more important in this family than protecting a Princess. Something to strive for."
"Yes sirs" he said before I turned around and hit the bag once more.
I was just taking the wrappings off my hands when the door banged open and my husband and his brothers came in. He was looking around as everyone froze, before heading over to me quickly once he had seen where I was at.
"Christian, is something wro" my words ended, muffled against his mouth as his lips crashed to mine.
We were in full view of my family and all his men but my husband didn't care. It felt like he was claiming me in one way and thanking me in another.
"What" I panted out when he had finally released my lips.
"I love you Princess, thank you, thank you."
I was going to ask what he was thanking me for when his lips silenced me once more.
"Alright, find something else to do. Stop being pervs and watching my brother kissing his wife."
A giggle burst from my mouth at Elliot's words as Christian finally pulled back smiling.
"Was the helicopter that good."
"It was amazing. Being up there again, I realised how much I had missed it. Next time I go up, you're coming with me."
"I look forward to it" I smiled, being wrapped in his arms.
"What the fuck, you lot looking at" Christian shouted as everyone moved. All except our family who were used to us.
"My scary husband" I smiled, feeling his lips to my forehead.
"What the fuck, no" we heard from Ethan.
"Absolutely not" Elliot complained.
"Do I want to know" Christian asked me.
"I told them how much fun I had in the boy's club. They want to join."
"What, no Ana. You know what it's like in there."
"I think it's safe to say they're winding them up considering you all have been trying to fuck the idea of us watching a male stripper out of us. I have an idea for that though."
"Princess, you know I don't watch at the club. It doesn't interest me."
"I know but I have been thinking about my show, a solo dance for my birthday" my finger went to his lips before he could explode. "You will look good in a thong, dancing for your wife" I said, letting my shocked husband go.
"You're shitting me" he asked as I walked towards my sisters.
"No" I smiled, looking him up and down, seeing the smile on his face too.
"Really."
"Yes" I said.
"Is this conversation in one-word answers" Elliot asked.
"Yes" both Christian and I said at the same time which made us both laugh.
His men were obviously not used to seeing a smile on my husband's face but they soon realised who was in charge when he told them to get some fucking work done. I don't think I had seen the place clear so fast.
"I'm going to take a shower and then I have to get to the bakery" I told him.
"I'm going home and chilling in the garden" Kate told us.
"You might want to rethink that babe; can you not hear the rain on the roof" Elliot told her.
"No, I couldn't hear anything over the testosterone in this place."
"Oh, that reminds me. Is there a day or time in here when it's not busy" I asked Claude.
"We're busy most of the time but we can shut this place down if you wanted to work out without the audience."
"What's on your mind Ana, are these bothering you" Christian asked me, gesturing to the men left in the room.
"No, I ignore them or talk to them, I think that scares them more. Lucy asked me this morning when I told her I was coming here, if she could come sometime. I don't really want our daughter surrounded by everyone. Some of the newer ones didn't know who I was before the meeting, I don't want anyone who we don't class as close family around our little girl."
"I agree. We will sort out a time when she wants to come and this place can be cleared of anyone who Lucy doesn't know."
"She finishes school for the summer tomorrow, so she will have more time then. I had better go and shower. Sweat doesn't make the buttercream taste nice."
"Oh, I don't know. It could taste good off you" he smiled.
"Not likely, too greasy. How long are you here for?"
"Not sure yet. Lorenzo is supposed to be calling today so I might have to go and meet him. If you call and I don't answer."
"It's because you can't, I know. Stay safe whatever you do."
"Will do Princess, go and take your shower. If I come in there with you, you will never leave" he told me before I felt a smack to my bum.
"Behave Mr Grey" I said before finally leaving him to get under the hot shower.
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My sisters and I headed our separate ways, all of us deciding that we need to make plans for lunch one day with Grace and Rhian. It seems like forever since we just had girl time and with Isabella and Grandma here too, maybe we can make a day of it instead. I spoke to Lyndon on the way to the bakery. He was excited to let me know that the first cakes were in the oven and our second bakery was officially open. The kitchen there is beautiful, despite the initial smell of powder or whatever it was that had come into the country with it. I need a kitchen like that at Hugo's so a new order of units may be on the cards.
Pulling into the car park behind the bakery, the giant wedding cake that I had been working on was slowly being placed into the van. Who the hell has twelve tiers for a wedding cake, all which will need to be assembled when they get to the location. Hannah is going, that is why I need to be here to help out.
"I will be happy when this is gone" Hannah said.
"Yes, if she doesn't like it. Smash it over her head for me" I told her.
I hate bridezillas and this one took the prize for being the biggest bitch I had every worked with. Spend all daddy's money to have the perfect day and then change your mind four times on what she wanted, costing time and money each time for all the cake we had wasted. It's not easy changing a heart shaped cake into a square and then the round. The price for this cake had quadrupled from what we agreed at the start.
"Don't worry she will be eating it even if I have to force-feed her. Luke even offered to deliver it for me, probably with a warning no doubt."
"We do have protective husbands who won't take any shit" I told her. "See you later."
"Yeah, unless I'm arrested" she laughed.
"I will call Max then, have him on standby" I said before making my way into the kitchen.
Walking past the office, I was greeted with paws and a very large excited head at the gate.
"What are you doing here, did you escape" I said, getting slobbered on by Milo.
"I brought him with me, or he brought me with him when he was sulking because you left him behind" Grandma said.
"I thought you were having a lie-in this morning and coming over later this afternoon" I said, hugging her.
"That house is too quiet with everyone out of it so Luca drove me over on his way out. Now what can I do for you."
"Grandma, you're supposed to be resting."
"I can rest when I'm dead" she laughed before she made her way out to the store front, taking her seat with her.
The bakery was really busy today, especially with the lunchtime crowd. It was fun to watch my grandmother, keeping the masses in order and not letting anyone jump the queue.
Hearing the buzzer of the oven, I washed my hands and got to work. I restocked some of the cabinets that were becoming empty, made sure that the customers were all served and finally when the queue started to get shorter, I could finally slow down and take a breath.
Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket, I made my way into the kitchen before pulling it out. I was expecting it to be one of my boys but it wasn't, it was Lucy's school.
"Hello."
"Is this Dr Grey" the woman I recognised as the school Principal asked.
"Yes, what can I do for you."
"There has been an incident at the school between Luciana and another pupil. Luciana was accidentally knocked over."
"It wasn't accidental" I heard Lucy say in the background.
"Put my daughter on the phone now."
"Dr Grey this has all."
"Are you deaf, I said put my daughter on the phone now."
I could hear muffled voices before my little girl's voice came on.
"Mum.
"Lucy, what's happened.
"Libby pushed me over in gym class and my ankle hurts. The school nurse said it was fine but it really hurts mum and it's starting to swell up. The teacher saw what happened, Libby's in trouble but so am I."
"Why would you be in trouble" I asked, trying to hide my anger from her.
"I got up and punched her in the nose" I could hear the pride in her voice, she's so like her Dad.
"Ok sweetheart I'm on my way. Put that idiot back on and stay off your feet until I can take a look at it."
"Ok. My mum wants to speak to you."
"Dr Grey" the Principal reluctantly said.
"What happened to this other girl."
"Her injury is being seen too. Like I said or tried to say before, the incident had been dealt with. Both girls will be receiving detention tomorrow."
"Hold on, my daughter is assaulted and she gets detention. Over my dead body. I'm on my way and my little girl had better be ok. I will be informing her guard to come into your office to look after her."
"He's just come in" she interrupted me."
"Good, he stays there by her side. I think I should inform my father in law that his granddaughter is not safe in your school."
Before she could say anything else, I disconnected the call and went to see Grandma.
"Everything ok, you look like steam is about to come out of your ears" Grandma smiled.
"No, I need to go to the school and pick Lucy up."
"Is she ok."
"Seems a particular student there needs to learn to keep her hands to herself. Pushed Lucy over and she has hurt her ankle."
"Let me get my coat, I'm coming with you. We can pick Milo up on the way back."
I called Tyler asking him how Lucy really was, in pain was all she had told him.
"Don't let her out of your sight, no matter how much they complain."
"Yes Ma'am" he said before I hung up and then informed Ian of the situation and that I was leaving.
I will wait until I have checked Lucy's ankle out before calling Christian otherwise the school will be rubble.
Pulling up to the school, I parked in the no parking zone right outside the office door. Helping Grandma out, we made our way into the building.
"Good afternoon what can I help you with" the receptionist asked but I just walked past her and towards the Principals office.
"Miss."
"It's Mrs or Dr but never Miss" I told her before I opened the office door, seeing it was empty.
"First aid" I said before turning to Grandma. I had practically run off on her as I went in search of Lucy.
"You go and find our girl, I will follow" she said as I headed down the corridor, the school guard now finally coming out of his office after being called by reception. He soon slinked back behind the door once he realised it was me, coward. They're lucky that Christian isn't here.
"Mum" Lucy said as soon as I entered the first aid room.
"Hi sweetheart" I said, pulling her in for a hug.
I wiped the tears away from her cheeks, looking to her ankle which was thankfully raised on the bed she was sat on.
"Dr Grey" the Principal said before my grandmother basically told her to shut it while I looked after my daughter.
Her ankle was swollen and she was obviously in a lot of pain. More so as I checked it over.
"What happened" I asked her.
"We had been in the gym and were making our way back to the locker rooms when I was pushed from behind. My legs went out from under me and I landed funny on the floor. She said she tripped and fell into me but she was laughing. With the help of Nicole, I got up and decked her one."
"Yes, about that, we don't retaliate" the Principal dared to lecture my daughter in front of me.
"Excuse me" I said, standing in front of Lucy. "Don't you dare speak to my daughter like that. You just heard she was pushed over, the injury is in front of your eyes and yet you still think you can lecture her about not hitting back. What would've happened if Lucy hadn't hit her, lines, detention after school for this girl. No, you would just send her back to class where she will miss part of her lunch hour tomorrow, sat inside probably playing on her phone while the teacher looking after her, spends too much time doing their make up or watching porn. My daughter has sprained her ankle, you're lucky that I can feel nothing is broken although I will still be having an x-ray done to double check. This Libby who thinks she can touch my daughter and get away with it should be expelled as this is not the first instance of bullying that has happened. Wake up, examine the cameras and do your fucking job because come next term, my daughter might just be attending a new school. I'm sure Senator Grey will be happy to inform the press why this school is no longer up to par to make his granddaughter safe."
"Dr Grey" the Principal said, shakily.
"Principal you need to know when to shut the hell up" my grandmother told her as I helped Lucy from the bed.
We heard shouting out in the hallway, a woman angry and then a girl's voice. I only had to look at the sneer on Lucy's face to know who it was. I sat her back down and then headed for the door.
"I don't bring my daughter here to be hit, she's going to have black eyes."
"Maybe she should learn to keep her hands to herself then" I said, the anger I felt coming through my voice as they both turned around to face me.
"Excuse me" she said, her hands now on her hips.
"You heard me. My daughter has a sprained ankle because of her and this isn't the first time she has been bullied" I said nodding to this Libby.
"Look at my daughter face" she squealed. I sure cats, blocks away were joining in with the noise that was coming from her mouth.
"I don't give a shit about your daughter's face. She's lucky she was able to get up. Libby isn't it, has had a vendetta against my girl since she started back this term. She's the cause of this whole thing and either you stop this now or I will."
"She's having problems at home, her Dad left and it didn't help when your sons ruined my car" she spluttered.
"Mum shut the fuck up" Libby said angrily, pushing her mothers shoulder. This kid had more attitude than the mother.
"And you think that gives her reason to use my daughter as a punch bag. Lucy has put up with the snide comments that are sent her way about our family, put up with the crap just because she is friends with some who won't give your daughter the time of day. She will only take so much until she reaches her limit. Today was that day. Sort your shit out and just so you know, if my sons had done something to you, believe me you would know about it" I said before turning to this girl. "Stay away from my daughter and keep your fucking hands to yourself."
I don't know who had the bitch face more, the mother or daughter but thankfully for them, neither said a word.
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"Mum you're bad-ass" Lucy laughed as I helped her into the car.
"She sure is" Grandma smiled as I pulled away from the school, after saying goodbye to my nephews who were coming out of class.
No doubt they will be up to something after Lucy told them about my little conversation. It had better not be what they suggested of hacking into the school cameras and putting up the recording onto the screens in the dining hall so everyone would know not to mess with their aunt.
I called Christian before we left but as he said earlier that it might go unanswered, it continued to ring until going to voicemail. I would wait until he called back to tell him as leaving him a message to inform him that his little girl is hurt, would not do anyone any good.
"Lucy we will get your foot checked out and then I need to head over to the bakery to pick Milo up before we go home."
"Can we stay, I know you said Hannah was away this afternoon and you were going to be there" she asked.
"Sweetheart I want you at home, off that foot."
"I know but it didn't feel like I broke anything when I fell. I like being at the bakery, its feels like being back in Sicily again."
I did kind of run out of there, leaving Megan to run the place and the staff we had on today.
"We will see what the results come out as. If it is just a sprain like I think it is, then we will stay at the bakery until Hannah comes back but you stay off that foot either way."
"If she comes back after taking that monstrosity" my grandmother said.
I giggled to myself thinking of that cake.
"I take pride in my cakes but even I have admit, that cake was ugly."
Being at the hospital was quick and painless, confirming what I thought it was, only a sprain. Lucking being in my line of work you get to know people, so jumping the queue was an advantage. I picked up some paracetamol for her to ease the pain but I know she likes to be active so staying off her ankle is going to be a problem.
Pulling up to the bakery, I helped Lucy inside as I didn't want her to put any pressure on her foot. She decided to sit in the office with Milo for a bit, calming him down as he knew something was wrong. He was soon settled at her feet, snoring away. I tried Christian again but once more it just went to voicemail.
"She will be fine Ana" Grandma said.
"I know."
I made my way out into the store front, letting Megan take her break as I took her place. It had petered off since I had been out although we still had a few patrons sat at the tables, enjoying their sweet treat.
"Ana do you want a drink" my grandmother asked.
There would be no telling her to sit down this time, so I didn't even bother.
"Please Grandma."
I served some of the customer, sending a coffee over to Eric who was sat in the corner of the bakery now he's not needed to be at the school. He was on guard, keeping an eye on everyone who was coming in.
I had noticed two girls who were sat at one of the tables over by the window. They were giggling between themselves, looking over to me before back to quiet whispers again.
I looked over to Eric who gestured to them but I just shook my head. For now they were doing nothing wrong but I knew he would keep an eye on them.
"Do we have a hyena in the bakery" Lucy asked, hobbling through.
"Sit down" I told her.
"I am, I needed the bathroom. Just didn't think we had a zoo in the store."
"Has your Dad called."
"No, not yet. Do you want me to call him."
"No it's fine, he will call when he can. He had a meeting but he didn't say where it was taking place. Go and sit down."
"I'm going" she said, heading back to the office with a Cannoli in hand.
I turned back to the counter, seeing the two girls in front of me now.
"Hi what can I get you two" I asked them.
"We're fine thank you. We just wanted to say hello. I'm Trixie and this is my friend Lou."
"Hello" I said, having no idea why these girls were introducing themselves to me. By the look on their faces, they knew that fact too.
"He hasn't mentioned me" Trixie said disappointed. "I'm Matteo's girlfriend."
"Girlfriend" I said shocked, more like a night of fun if I know my son but I will play along.
"Yes, we met Saturday, had a great night together. He said he was working all week so would call me when he could. I was wondering if you had his number so I could call him instead."
"My apologies ladies. I don't know you so I can't give you my sons phone number."
"You do know us, we just introduced ourselves" I held my hand up silencing her as I saw Eric move forward to see what was going on.
"How did you know I was Matteo's mother, how did you know to come here" I asked her.
"I came in here a few weeks ago and Matteo was in here talking to an older man. They were in the kitchen and I heard him call you mum so I knew you worked here. When we were at the club, I told Trix where I had seen him from" Lou said.
"Look ladies, my grandsons are all very private people and are also very protective of their mother. Coming in here and accosting her is going to do nothing but piss them off. I suggest you leave. If Matteo was going to call, he would've. Take it as an enjoyable night and move on" Grandma said coming through from the kitchen.
I felt like saying to them, what she said but then the waterworks started and so did my phone. I left them being shown out by Eric as Lucy handed it to me once she had spoken to her father.
"Have you told him" I asked quietly but she just shook her head.
"Christian."
"Sorry Princess, crazy afternoon."
"I bet it can't beat mine" I told him.
"Is everything ok. I thought Lucy would still be in school."
"She should be but she was pushed over and hurt her ankle. It's just a sprain, I had it checked out but it's swollen. She was insistent on coming back to the bakery when I came to pick Milo up."
"Milo, oh never mind. What happened."
I recounted what had happened at the school and he was naturally pissed. I could hear him stomping about what must be his office as I could hear a filing drawer slam.
"Stay where you are Ana, I will come and pick you both up."
"Grandma too. Oh can you ask Matteo something for me."
"Sure, he's in the club. Do you want me to get him for you."
"No, it will probably be better coming from you. Can you ask him if he has bought his ring yet?"
"What! Princess out of all our kids, he will be the last to settle down."
"Well funny you should say that, I have just been introduced to his girlfriend. She came into the bakery just so she could introduce herself personally. A little blond who he met on Saturday night by the name of Trixie. Seem to have their whole lives mapped out although she has been waiting for his call all week. She asked me if I could give her his number."
"I'm going to kill him" I heard him say.
"Like I said, it will be better coming from you. Tell him I expect her to come around for Sunday dinner, see what he says."
"I will enjoy seeing him shit himself when I tell him that and then tell him to keep his dick in his pants. See you soon Princess."
Putting the phone down, I chuckled to myself. Maybe Matteo will learn not to tell someone he will call them back, although meeting someone at a club and sleeping with them, she should have not expected much more either. Hopefully one day he will find someone to give his phone number to and actually want to call her back.
Eamon Pov.
I had been driving around for over an hour, not knowing if I was being followed or not. I know Clare will be worried as I have never ignored her call before but I had no idea if my phone was bugged. I needed to see Christian, I just hoped he was at the club and not home.
I pulled up to the front, going into the club below. There was a delivery taking place so the door was open for now. I know the way up but I think staying down here will be best for now.
"Hello, were closed. We don't open until seven" I heard as I turned to see the woman who ran this place.
"Mr Ka" I held my hand up silencing her as I spotted the delivery paperwork on the bar. Making my way over, I wrote down what I wanted to say.
I need to see Christian, I think I have been compromised.
"I will get you a drink" she said before disappearing into a back office as I finally took a breath.
CPOV
"Dad what the fuck was that for" Matteo asked, holding the back of his head.
"That is for the woman who has just been into the bakery to harrass your mother. Apparently she is your girlfriend, love of your life after you met her downstairs on Saturday night. Your mother said she expects you both at dinner on Sunday."
It was humorous seeing the colour drain from his face as I went to get the phone that Kai held out to me.
"Grey."
"Christian, Mr Kavanagh is in the club down here. He thinks he may have been compromised."
"I'm on my way."
I ran into my office, grabbing my own phone before going back out to the club. My boys were already standing, knowing I don't run anywhere unless there is trouble.
"Where's Barney" I called out.
"I'm here" he said, coming from the bathrooms.
"Get your gear, we need to check for bugs"
"Dad what's going on" Luca asked me as he followed with his brothers not far behind. Him and Matteo had only just arrived, checking in with me before going back out into the club.
"I'm not sure, your grandfather is down stairs in the club and he thinks he might have been compromised. No word until we have been given the all clear."
We came out into the club which was deserted apart from the few worker setting up for the day.
Barney went over first, checking him for bugs and you could see the relief on his face when Barney said there was none.
"Thank god, my phone is in the car."
He gave Barney the keys as he headed out the club door.
"Eamon, what's going on" I asked him.
"I was at the hospital and when I went back to my car, this was on the wind shield."
It was a scrappy piece of paper but one word on it had me running for the door.
One by one until their gone
It's only a matter of time until a Princess is mine
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I hate leaving things on a cliffhanger but with not having a lot of time to write over the weekend, it was either post now or this coming weekend when I had the next chapter ready.
Thank you for reading
take care
Caroline.