《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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Arriving in Oregon at 4:32 pm. Aideen was still asleep on my chest. She looked so serene and content asleep on my chest that I didn't want to wake her up. But we needed to go. "Aideen, Garfield love. You need to wake up." I spoke softly.
"Hmhmm" She hummed, disagreeing with me. "Garfield. Love. We need to go." Aideen hummed, disagreeing with me; snuggling into my chest again. I chuckled, knowing that nothing is going to get her up. Letting out an exhaled. Readjusting myself to pick Aideen up. Knowing that this was her plan as a smile grew on your face; pretending to sleep.
"Good Morning Sir?" A Guard spoke confused as I walked down the stairs of the Jet, with Aideen in my arms. My men opened the door of my car. Aideen was in my arms when I accidentally entered the vehicle. I struck the door frame with her head. "Shit!" I mumbled.
"Arghhh!! Owww! Harrison!!" She got off my lap and moved to the seat next to me; holding her head. "Shit, I am sorry, love. I really am. I didn't mean to," I said panicky. Feeling so shit, I hurt her. Aideen's cries slowly turned into a giggle. What?
"I am alright. It was just a little knock," she giggled. "Fuck off Aideen. I thought I hurt you," she carried on giggling; trying to crawl back onto my lap for a hug.
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We arrived at Aideen's Safehouse and entered. In a room filled with weapons and armoury, Jack and Christiana were standing on the other side of the table; waiting for us.
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Grabbing our weapons off the walls. We began to all gear up. "At dusk, we'll depart. Waiting in the warehouse till his gang arrives," Aideen spoke.
All agreeing with a simple nod. We cocked our guns and put them in our holsters. Covering the bottom half of our faces with a black-mask. The girls tied up their hair. Aideen looked remarkable. Like a woman ready for war.
