Deal With the Devil: A Lloyd Hansen Story

XX

I woke up to the sounds of shifting in the room. The bed was empty, and it seemed like the middle of the night.

"Lloyd?" I croaked out.

There was no answer.

"Babe?" I called out as I sat up.

Now there was dead silence. I got up and grabbed my robe, putting it on over my silk pajamas.

I went to his closet. Nothing. I went downstairs. No one was around.

I finally went down to the basement. Lloyd was with a bunch of men. He was dressed for the day. I hid on the side to watch them.

"Dude does your wife know about this?"

"No. And I won't concern her with it either. I'll give her a call once I leave. This isn't the first time I've left."  

I hid farther in the corner.

"Yeah but doesn't that stress her out more that she doesn't know what's going on?"

"Maybe. But I can't risk it. How am I supposed to tell her that her dads heart attack is fake and her brother is trying to kill both of her parents to take over? She thinks het brothers are soft."

"What about your dad?"

"I don't know. But all I know is that first generation is over. At least the heart of it."  

"Well good."

"Vanessa will always be that brain of the community. The last thing shes gonna want is the information that it's all going to shit. Well it's not..it's just that Callum, Sam, Josh, and I will take over."

"But what about Vanessa."

"Oh she's the pride and joy. That face of it. She's gonna do great."

"Okay man. Let's just hope she stays asleep."

I watched them all walk out while I hid in the corner.

"Nessa. I'm a trained assassin I know when you're hiding." I heard from Lloyd. I sighed and came out. He was putting a gun in his pants behind his back.

"Why weren't you honest with me?" I asked.

"I was gonna tell you."

"Obviously not." I said. He gave me a look.

"I'm sorry sweetheart."

"You're not fucking sorry. God just when I was so happy with this relationship. I felt like we were being open and happy and I was so excited. Fuck you."

"See I knew you were gonna flip. This is why I didn't tell you-"

He started brushing past me. I stopped him.

"Don't fucking walk away from me."

"Fuck you vanessa. I'm on a schedule."

"No. You're such a lying piece of shit. And I thought my brother was being nice too. I was so content with the fact that we had something good going! You could've just told me instead of going behind my back."

"It's no concern to you."

"It's my family!"

"You do not share their name anymore. Remember that contract."

"It's like you're a whole different person. It's like you act your way through me."

"I don't V." He said softly. I walked upstairs.

"You know what Lloyd, I hope you have an amazing fucking time going behind my back and killing my parents because you're power hungry! Have fun killing your dad too, and have an amazing time running the entire operation. I know how it feels, and you won't be getting my help! And I'm going back on birth control cause there is no way in hell I want to have a child with a lying piece of shit like you."