21. house of secrets

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"let them eat their sorrows."

BRIDEWATER HOUSE

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BRIDEWATER HOUSE.

THE THREE SHELBY brothers step out of the car, the wind roars in their faces as they stare at the grand mansion in front of them.

Bridewater House.

A historical residence that was once gifted to the Duke of Wellington. Now, the government were using it as refuge to the royal Russians that had fled their beloved country. It was a house of charm, sophistication and a dark past.

"Fuckin' hell." Arthur mutters under his breath. "Look at the size of this place."

Tommy was stood in the middle of his two brothers. "Alright boys." He clears his throat, still staring ahead. "Just remember, they're fucking insane." He warns, lighting his cigarette. "And drunk on stuff we've never heard before." He exhales smoke. "And they're worse than us for spirits and ghosts."

There was a line of Russian soldiers that guarded the entrance of the house with long glistening guns.

"Tonight, they're going to test us." Tommy had no doubt in his mind that the Russians had something up their sleeve, they always did, especially when they made unexpected invitations.

"Excuse me!?"

Alena was still sat in the car, with the doors shut. "Is anyone going to help me out?"

All three brothers whip their heads around, it had completely slipped out of their minds that they had the duchess with them.

"Shit. John, help her." Tommy orders.

"Well, we're off to a great start, aren't we? You forgot your fucking wife." Arthur jokes.

"My bad, Lena." John was holding his hand out for her. "We got distracted by all the fucking formalities."

The duchess steps out, her hair is instantly swept up by the wind. "The guards are always out when the jewel treasury is open. It's protocol."

Arthur, John and Tommy all exchange looks. It was the very same treasury they were plotting on stealing from very soon. Tonight, they might get closer than they've ever been to mapping out a plan.

"Ah, there's my brother." Her face lights up as they walk towards the house. Aleksander stood by the doorway in his imperial uniform, his head held high.

"My dear sister." He had a warm look on his face as he smiled down at his youngest sibling. "Welcome, we have missed you." He kisses her cheek.

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