《COMPLETED - EDITED》
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A Story of two independent businesses. Getting their fates tied by their fathers to make a stronger alliance.
But it was never meant ...
...to be like this
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Will Aideen Mara, l...
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Switching places to rinse and wash, my legs began to tremble as I bent down to wash my legs. I enjoy the sex but, it is not ethical for us to continue like this - even tho I wish it would never end.
Standing up from washing my legs, Harrison was raising his body. His back was facing me, watching his muscles flex as he bend his arms to raise. This tattoo was more viable than last night, which was more detailed than I expect. My nail scratches were still very viable on his dark-inked back as it looked like red whip slashes all over his back.
"Did I draw blood?" I placed my hand on his back, looking closer. He turned around to face me, water dripping on the sides of his face as his body blocked the water from hitting me. "A little blood hurt nobody" He smirked, slicking back his wet hair, he turned back around to raise - I drew blood?
We are just enemies that live in the same house, that fuck from time to time - to time.
"Turn off" Harrison spoke. Walking towards the mirror, I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself. A blue mark on my body caught my eye in the mirror. Lifting the towel, a blue handprint that Harrison left from last night was visible. Harrison wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom with a smirk - Fucking bitch.
Walking through the doorway into the bedroom, to the left Harrison was getting dressed in a grey knitted turtleneck sweater and a pair of black jeans. He walked over to his bed and put on a pair of black air forces - What the hell? "Why are you wearing those?" I asked looking at his shoes. "Are you one of those girls that judge me based on my shoes" He looked up at me tying his lace.
"No, I am not! There is just a lot of controversy behind those shoes"
"The controversy, according to a new law in the sneakerhead community, wearing black air forces is a war crime. For people who wear these don't give a fuck about anything -" He spoke standing up from the bedside. Gripping my face, he turned me around to look at the walk-in closet.
With a press of a button, his wardrobe opened like a double-door entranceway to another room behind. A room with all four walls filled with shoes of big designers and limited-edition sneakers. "- I would know what to wear. I like to stick with the trends and do my research, mio amore" My eyes widened by the shoes - He knows!?
Letting go of my face, he chuckled shaking his head as he left the room - This man is filled with surprises? Tying up my dump hair into a messy bun, I put on a crochet turtleneck sweater dress my Grandmother made before her passing, putting on knee-high black boots.
Walking down the stairs towards the fridge to get a monster, Harrison honked his car outside grabbing my attention - A eager bever he is? Grabbing my monster, I walked outside greeting the guards by the front door, nodding in return. I opened the door to Harrison's car as he drove out into the snowy forest to the Warehouses. "I hope you are not going to drink that in my car?"
In retaliation, I popped open the tab and drank a huge gulp in his face, to then let out a deep burb. "You like?" I asked with an innocent smile "I fucking don't"
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The drive was quiet, too quiet. No music, no talking, to even the sound of breathing, just the engine roaring. Picking up my phone for the 100th time, a message popped up saying '4 men dead, 12 in ICU' My leg began to bounce as I was getting frustrated. "You will be okay, Aideen. Your men will be, okay? I will make sure of that" Harrison spoke placing his hand on my bouncing thigh.
His thumb rubbing my thigh, calming my anger made my face burn up, as his sudden touch brought a throb to my pussy - What is he doing? A sudden bounce of the car brought my attention back to reality. We drove over the gate that was barricaded open, which now lead to the ground.
Seeing my warehouse - well not a warehouse anymore, a building in burnt rubble, ash on the floor as the millions worth of stock is gone - But something about it didn't look normal.
Pulling up, we parked behind Jack's car, which Christiana and Jack were leaning on. Marco and Antonio stood by the burnt building discussing something among them as I climbed out of the car.
"So let me guess, my Uncle?" Harrison spoke closing his door as Jack pushed off of his car. "The Vipers have been trying to infiltrate Antonio's home and tried to kill him earlier today. Yet we killed them first, 20 dead 5 injured by alive for interrogation." Jack spoke - Harrison's Uncle; Fernando tried to kill his own brother, Antonio - sibling rivalry on another level.
Fernando has always wanted the family's business and now because of this marriage; my family's business is now in jeopardy. The fact we have joined the most powerful business in the world, we have become a bigger target, but stronger together.
"I knew this marriage would be a fuck up! Now, look at this. You drag me and my family into your bullshit" I yelled at Antonio pointing my finger at him. "Don't talk to my father like that!" Harrison spoke, placing his hand on my shoulder and pulling me away from his father.
"I don't give a rat's ass on how I speak to him. You also dragged us into this mess. You are more responsible for this mess than he is" I yelled at Harrison - Harrison is an egotistical, self-centred man because his daddy has money, he thinks he can do whatever he wants.
"Alright that is enough of the both of you -" Antonio sternly spoke at us.
"- I know how you feel Aideen, yet there is nothing you can do about it. All you can do is help deal with Fernando - And risk my men's lives and my business for your family drama!? What the fuck do you mean 'help deal with it'. Your son and I knew each other as children and now as adults forced to marry each other for business advantages. My Family will be in flames because of this marriage!!" I yelled.
Knowing I up my heart into that, everyone became quiet, shocked at my boldness to yell at my father-in-law.
"Aideen? -" Nonna spoke gently "-NO!! You are not the boss anymore; I am. And I will not allow my men and my clients' shipments to be stopped by this unethical marriage" - I am sick of this shit.
