《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...
Are you in love with her? Or are you in love with the way she loves you?
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Taking off my jacket and threw it on the bed, heading towards the doorway to the bathroom behind. "Turn on" The water poured out of the rain shower head. As I walked towards the basin, holding on, I looked up into the mirror admiring the white snow forest, to then lock eyes with the devil
Why does the devil need a wife? Can we just fuck each other and move on with our lives? He doesn't want a woman, nor a bitch like her. Yet as the devil, a fallen angel, I might have been too harsh on her; she is an adult. - Who acts like a fucking child.
Removing my clothes, and throwing them into the woven basket a bright red pair of lace underwear was hanging over the side. I wonder who these might belong to?
Stepping under the warm set water I stood under the head for a moment. Breathing in - thinking about how I should get rid of Aideen to have my life back to normal, thinking about how lustful and exciting my single life was, before I became tied down to a woman with no band on her finger - breath out.
"Turn off" The glass windows and mirrors dropped the condensate water droplets as I dried my body. Looking at a blurred self, I show my body covered in black blurs of ink that tell a story. The children I have killed, the screams of their parents. The blood and scars I had to endure to my authority in this Industry - Was a never-happy ending.
Getting dressed into grey sweatpants with a long-sleeve tight shirt. I headed downstairs, rubbing my wet hair with a towel, wanting to apologize - even tho I rather die than say I was wrong - but thinking back. We were both independent people. Living our lives to the fullest. I don't want to be with her so why should I control her like she is mine?
Walking to the ground floor, looking around, I couldn't see Aideen anywhere. Where did she go? I run upstairs and looked for her in her office - Nothing. I run down the hallway to my office - Nothing! I looked everywhere - Fucking Nothing!!
I run outside and saw that her car was still there "Aideen!" I yelled, frantic as to where she was. Looking at my phone, her tracker said she was in her room. Running to go and look, her phone lay at the edge of the bed. FUCK AIDEEN!!
Walking back down the stairs to the front door, I picked up one of my guards pushing him, up and against the wall. "Where is she!" I sternly spoke through my teeth, gripping his collar "Aideen told us, that she was going for a walk".
"And you fucking believed her! What do I pay you for?" Fuck! I let go of his collar, his feet touching the ground. I started to panic, running my hand through my wet hair to calm me down - Marco will have my head if Aideen goes rouge - Even though he is more scared of me.
"Get into all the cameras in 62 miles (100km) radios" I yelled at the security guard as he nodded. Grabbing my keys from the bowl, I walked to my car, driving into the forest to find her - She couldn't have gone far.
Flooring the pedal with snow flying from my car's wheels, my phone started to ring. Hoping it was Aideen, it was my security. Picking it franticly, the security voice came off the Bluetooth of my car.
"Anything!?" My throat began drily by those words.
"We found her at the bus stop, taking bus 1254 to Oregon Sir" My car stopped dead. Privately owning 1000 acres of forest land on the outskirts - of all-year-round snow forest - How could she have walked to the bus stop in such cold weather? What is she?
Hanging up the phone, I drove off to the bus stop in town to see a silver bus with the number 1254 on the back. Stopping abruptly behind the bus, the hydraulic breaks released air about to drive off. Shit!
Opening up my door, and ran to the side of the bus. I banged my hands on the side shaking my hands in the air to stop the bus. The bus driver stopped thinking I was a late passenger, so he opened the hydraulic doors. "Thank you, Sir," His eyes rolled up my body, looking at my inked neck and hands "Please give me one minute" I smiled as he nodded vigorously, scared of me.
Walking up the stairs, inside the bus. A redhead lady, with her back facing me, caught my eye - Bingo. Holding onto the pole of the bus - facing away from me - I walked up behind her as her body kept still.
I wrapped one arm under her legs and my other by her shoulders, picking her up. "HEYY!!" she screamed as all eyes were on us. I walked down the middle of the bus to the door, with a squirming toddler in my arms.
