《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...
Just because I'm outnumbered, doesn't mean I can't kill all of you.
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Aideen Fucking Mara - The Fucking Red Dragon of this Industry - A waste of space and fucking air - I waste of my time and energy.
Waking up with a hangover from last night, boys' night, to get other girls in my pants – which didn't feel right. I got a call from Jack, that my Warehouse has been Infiltrated.
I drove quickly, to hear gunshots going off inside, as Jack and Christiana were there before me. But - No Aideen Fucking Mara – Calling her 14 didn't help either. Threatening to go and pick her up, she arrived – I guess she just didn't want to see me? – I chuckled at my thoughts
On her arrival, she tried to shoot me! But I don't know if the cocaine was playing with my mind, but something in her eyes, looked, scary? Frightened to pull the trigger. A feeling came over me. A feeling that I felt worried about, seeing pity in her eyes as I felt bad for her.
As something clicked, we froze in time – as something clicked – She has always wanted to be dead, chasing each other with guns at church, to have our fates tied by our Father – without us knowing until the last minute; if I might add. That was all part of her plan. To get to me. To bring my guard down. To feel something.
In this Industry, there is no time for that. Time is money and living is just a curse.
Christiana took Aideen back home because I blew up her car; which I don't feel bad about. But when Christiana got angry - I saw the devil himself. She pulled on my ear like I was a child. It fucking hurt like a bitch.
"And now what are we going to do about this mess?" Jack asked looking at Aideen's car still burning. "I think we should put water on it?" I spoke with a grin. Jack cocked his head to the side, giving me a stern look. "I am only pulling our leg, relax". I chuckled.
"I shouldn't be the one relaxing. You need therapy bro. That rocket launcher was a bit overboard. Don't you think?" He sounded concerned as we carried on looking at the flames. "Yea, no. I need to get a new shipment in. One of those dumbass Vipers shot the leg of the shelf and now there is cocaine everywhere!" I turned back to my warehouse, arms open, showing the grand mess of cocaine – I still wonder how we are not tripping yet.
"Harrison" Jack placed his hand on my shoulder. Looking back at him, his face was down. Telling me, without saying a word, that I need to rethink my choices. I pulled away and walked towards my car, opening the door. "Harrison!" Jack called out before I got in.
Closing my eyes, I took in a deep breath before looking back at him. "When you like someone it's a crush. But the way you looked at her Harrison". He started to say, "- I don't have a crush Jack" His brows frowned down before shaking his head in disappointment. " Harrison, when there is no reason or explanation for that crush. It's love."
Those words hit me pretty hard.
I shook my head out of those thoughts and smiled "Jack, my only love is wanting out of this marriage and her death. But I think that cocaine is messing with your head?"
"Harrison she also – Goodbye Jack" I cut him off, getting in my car.
I don't need to be lechered by people.
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Walking into my house, I see another man standing next to her. Is Aideen, laughing?
She was laughing sipping on her wine, all three of us exchanged looks as I was stunned to see her with another man. "And who that fuck are you?!" I spoke with authority. "Hi, I am – I didn't ask for your name, nitwit. I asked who you are!?"
My eyes locked with Aideen's as he rolled hers, grabbing his hand. "Came. We can have fun upstairs," Aideen dragged this man up the stairs and disappeared behind the staircase - Fun? Is that one of her male prostitutes?
That is not happening under my roof! I had to give up my prostitutes for 2 fucking months for her. And now she invites hers to my house. Walking in and throwing my vest onto the island, I remembered Jack's words, about to walk up the stairs. "It's Love" - When it is defiantly not love. Or is it, jealousy?
Am I? - No, I am not. Let her sleep with that man.
I back down the few stairs, I walked to the dining room, towards the wall full of wine. I was scrolling through, looking for my Screaming Eagle Cabernet from 1992 - such an extravagant wine. To my surprise the place where I put it, was empty. I looked back towards the kitchen, to see my Screaming Eagle Cabernet was on the island.
Fucking empty.
These bitches drunk my WINE!!Taking in a deep breath before I did something I could regret. I walked past the stairs rubbing my forehead, towards the living room. I heard Aideen's moaning echo down the staircase.
"It's Love". "Ahh-ahhhh". "It's Love, Harrison". "Oh my God-Ahh-ahh". "Harrison, you love her"
I threw myself up the stairs, using the railing as support. I burst into the room as that man was grinding himself into Aideen - My fucking Wife.
Grabbing the man by his hair, I threw him off Aideen. "What the hell Harrison!" she yells at me. The man groaned in pain as his head hit the wall. "I am not going to have one of your man whores in my house." I sternly yelled threw my teeth, rage pumping through my vein, looking back at the man. "And for you!" He quivered underneath my gaze. "Get your clothes. And get the fuck out, okay?" I calmly spoke with an insanity tone.
"But. It's cold outside?" He said, I cocked my head towards Aideen's naked body on the bed. Seeing a proud smirk on her face. "Get out! If you want to keep breathing." I spoke towards him as I kept looking at a she-devil.
The man got up and placed his hand on my shoulder – placing a pen on the contract "Hey dude. She is not yours so –" Signing it with the devil.
His blood was spread like a painting by Picasso. On the walls, the sheets and on me. The dirty blood of a mortal. His body laid naked against the wall, dripping on my wooden floors. His eyes were still open, still having his boner.
Looking back at Aideen, she didn't even flinch. She just lay there, with a small grin.
"And for you Misses. Don't make me angry." I spoke pointing my gun at her. I would kill her now. But my consequences would have huge repercussions if I did so. "You look all ready angry Mister" She smiled in a cheeky tone.
This bitch is getting on my nerves – Leaving her in her room, I went down the hall to my office to call a guard. But before I could even open my office door, Aideen's moans began. Thinking she got another rat in my house, I cocked my gun and headed back to her room. Her moaning got louder, and the closer I got. I picked up the pace. The louder she became, the harder I did – Fuck!
I kicked open the door "Where is he !?" I yelled in furry to see Aideen playing with herself - Feeling every inch of her body – Fingering herself, pinching her nipple, freezing in place as she was caught in the act. Yet an evil smile grew on her face – the she-devil smirk.
"You left me on edge. So, I had to deal with myself."
I walked back, keeping my eyes on Aideen as I closed the door shut. Walking over to the chair that sat in the corner of the room. I sat down, and sat with my legs open, looking at Aideen's devilish grin on her face.
"Carry on playing with yourself and entertain me."
