Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Lee Ann sighs and palms my belly. “We will make it right. He is here. That’s all that matters.”
She then palms my cheek. I push Venus back and take back over. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Ray.”
“It’s nice to meet you too. Should I call you Lee Ann or Yanique.”
“You can call me anything but Charlie. I hate that name. Our father.” She pauses to roll her eyes. “He was a piece of work, picking those dumb boy names. I changed my name as soon as I got a chance,” she grumbles.
“How is it you still remember so much?” I say as Venus asks the same question in my head.
“There is something greater at work here. It will take time for me to explain. I think it’s more important to get you up to speed on your magic and to get Taylor and Billy to tap into their new potential.
“We are all greater forms of our old selves now. The sooner you all remember your gifts, the sooner we’ll be ready,” she says.
“Ready for what?”
“For what’s coming.”
I go to ask more questions, but Reilly comes and whispers something in Lee Ann’s ear. She looks up at him lovingly and nods as he laces his fingers with hers.
Without another word, she follows after him as he tugs her away. I sigh and rub my belly. I have so many unanswered questions.
However, from the look on Reilly’s face, I still won’t be getting those answers anytime soon. Pushing down my disappointment, I turn to find Blossom. She keeps me company when Kendrick is too busy with club business and my sisters aren’t around.
Suddenly, my head begins to hurt. Instead of looking for Blossom, I turn to head back to my bedroom. It might be time to take a nap.
Candido
“I feel like you’ve been giving me the runaround,” Lombardo growls into the line.
I sit in the back of my car with a growing headache. This is a day straight from the pits of hell. I’ve had call after call come in, each raising my blood pressure. Now this.
“I don’t know what you mean, my friend. I can’t find my daughter either. Maybe the two took off together. Did you ever think about that?”
I know it’s total bullshit, but it’s worth a try. Something smashes on the other end of the phone. This guy wants answers about his son, but I can’t give them to him.
I found the poor bastard dead in Ray’s room. My guys cleaned things up after all the guests were gone. Lucky for me, Lombardo’s flight was delayed and he missed the entire party.
“Get the fuck outa here. You know that’s bullshit. My niece said your whore daughter showed up with some other guy and sucked face with him right in front of Angelo and everyone else.
“What kind of shit show are you running, Ricci? If this is the kind of bullshit you’re on, you can forget about ever doing business with me. You better pray to God I find my son, you slimy piece of shit.”
“I don’t give a fuck about your business. You call my daughter a whore again and I’ll send you pieces of your son once I find him. You cocksucker,” I snarl.
“Fuck you and that whore. Find my son, Ricci. He was last seen going upstairs in your home. Find him,” he barks and hangs up.
I rub my temple and groan. Ray has really left me in a bind. First, a body in her room. Now I have to deal with this. Not to mention, no one is handling the fucking books.
I wish I could say all of that was the least of my worries. Nope, I look out the window of my car at my brother’s home. It’s all turning to shit.
I step out of the car and fix my tie. Taking a calming breath, I then storm into Pauly’s house. This is un-fucking-real.
“How the fuck did you lose her? What the fuck happened?” I roar as I enter the house.
I march into the living area, where I find my brother pacing. He stops to glare at me. I fold my arms over my chest and glare back.
“I don’t know why I allowed you to talk me into this. Do you know what we’ve done?”
“What have we done, brother?” I say, tilting my head to the side.
“You have talked me into signing my life away. Dealing with those… those things comes with a price. We promised them a bride. They accepted her and now she’s fucking gone.”
“And whose fault is that? You allowed her to stay with them before they carried through on their end of the bargain. They lost her. That’s not our problem.”
“Are you insane?” Pauly roars. “This isn’t one of the families. We can’t go to war with those people, things, whatever the fuck you want to call them. They’re going to kill us, and for what?”