Be Mine, Noelle

5

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I was getting ready to go to work. Lucan had been wherever he had been, and I wasn't particularly worried about locking the door.

Which is why Lucan decided to open a woman's door without knocking. "Hey, Ellie, I have a question," he didn't wait for me to reply. "Why are you so untrusting of me when you've never had experience?"

"Are you serious!" I turned around in nothing but my underwear. "You barged in while I was half naked to ask me a question you should've asked when we were talking about it two days ago."

"Don't worry, Nowellie, I won't be a creep." Lucan shrugged. "The question just popped up in my head." he plopped down my bed as I gasped.

"No manners, seriously," I whispered to myself.

"Well?" Lucan looked at me, expecting an answer. "Why?"

I sighed, rolling my eyes as I scrambled internally on how to word my answer.

"Well, my mom used to tell me stories about how she met my dad. It was so romantic. My dad was so persistent and my mom was even in another relationship. I thought it was so romantic," I finally answered.

"But?" Lucan guessed.

"But, my dad would continuously cheat on my mother. After he did all that work to get her, he forgot about her. I learned not to trust men that way. I didn't like how he got my mother to love him so much that she couldn't deal with it."

Lucan, for a while, didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry about your mom."

I shrugged. "It's fine, I guess."

I didn't know how to feel about it anymore. It feels like I've been desensitized to murder. I have. Sometimes, I felt like they deserved it, and then I felt bad about it, but then I didn't care. It's a lot.

"Were you an only child?" Lucan asked.

I shook my head. "I had an older sister, Nefeli, and a half sister, Nymeria. My mother named all of us because Ny's mother died at birth." I sighed. "Nefeli and I were only eighteen months apart. We saw how much Nymeria caused our mother pain and so in turn we hated her. I feel bad because we were so mean to her."

Lucan chuckled. "I can't imagine you bullying anyone."

I rolled my eyes. "Don't you ever question stupid things you did as a child?"

"No." Lucan shrugged. "I was a nice child who treated everyone with respect."

I crossed my arms and glared at him. "You're so annoying."

"What happened to your sisters? You're the only one who came."

I frowned. "Nefeli and I came up with an idea. I was the only child that the Irish mafia knew of–I was with my dad when he went toe to toe with your father–I had to go, so we had to make it look like they had been abused so that Nefeli and Nymeria could get into the foster care system–we didn't really know how it worked at time, we thought being abused was the only way in. I gave Nefeli a black eye and she gave Nymeria one. Ny was only three and I couldn't touch her like that."

I remember the memory like it was yesterday.

"You have to..." Nefeli sighed because she knew this was wrong. She was crying herself. I had punched her so hard her eye was swelling.

"She's just a baby," I said quietly. "It was hard to do it to you, what makes you think I could punch a three-year-old?!"

Nefeli groaned, impulsively punching Nymeria as I gasped. She cradled Ny as she wailed so loud it broke my heart. "Mom and Dad are so stupid. So so stupid." Nefeli cried.

I looked to the floor, which didn't help to stop my tears.

Nefeli was the blunt and bold one.

I was just the middle child..what could I do? Even though we hated Nymeria, we, I guess, loved her too.

"We realized that our hate toward Ny should have been toward our mindless parents." I whispered. "I took them to the fire station and went back. By the time the police came to arrest mom and dad they were dead and I was taken."

"I'm sorry."

I smiled. "It's ok, it brings me peace that they are ok."

Lucan smiled at me. "You're so brave and smart and it makes you so hot."

I laughed. "Stop being so unserious." I sat next to him. "I told you about me, it's your turn."

Lucan shrugged. "Our father had children before us. Baz, Bria, and Blaine. They protected us from everything. Taught us how to do things. Lenin, Liam, Laoise and I had a better childhood compared to them."

"That's nice I guess. I bet if I ask you when your first kill was you'd say three years old."

Lucan chuckled. "More like ten."

"Still young." I gasped.

Lucan shrugged, pulling me into his lap. "Our children are going to have to learn to—"

I decided instead of being flustered, I'd suck it up and wrap my arms around his neck. "I'm going to stop you there sir. We haven't even gone on a second date and you have mentioned marriage and children. Are you insane?"

Lucan's eyes shimmered with amusement as he rested his arms on my ass. "You want me to answer that?"

I rolled my eyes and jumped off of him. "I hate you so much."

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"Oh, Jesus," Aine exclaimed softly while bouncing her sleeping son. "You guys are a thing, aren't ya?"

I shook my head a little too quickly. "N–no, not yet anyway,"

Aine raised a brow. "Noelle?" She edged, laughing at me.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm giving him one chance."

Aine smiled softly as I took her son. "Make sure you're being careful, lass," she shook a bottle of baby food. "Lucan has been known for...using women as toys."

I sighed, groaning at the thought. "I know, but I'm giving him a chance because he won't leave me alone."

She laughed again.

"Aine, it's not funny."

She looked at me for a second, and then we both started laughing. "He's a pest?"

I nodded. "Very much, but I also like him so I'm giving him a little bit of a chance."

"You're a grown woman," Aine said. "You deal with him however you feel like you have to."

I smiled. "Thank you."

Aine smiled a little sadly. "Ginira would be better at this than I am." She shook her head.

I laughed out loud. "She'll be back," I said softly.

Blaine came and took her phone again because she hadn't been doing her math homework because, in her words, 'Fuck that class, my husband rich anyway.' Blaine did not like that.

Aine chortled. "I hope so."

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- rema