Money, Power, Glory [Grayson Hawthorne]

Prologue

(WARNING: CRUDE LANGUAGE)

Kylie:

"YES! I'll marry you Gray!"
We were in the tree house after date night, a year after we graduated high school. I was just rambling about the stars when I run around and see him in his knee, a ring box propped in his palm.

He quickly slides the ring over my finger and he stands pulling me in for a kiss, tears of joy staining our faces.

"I love you." He says as we pull away for air.
"I love you too Grayson, let's go tell everyone" dragging him with a grip on his hand.

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We enter the main drawing room with a bottle of champagne in hand and glasses, "Attention, GUYS! as of this moment Grayson and I are officially engaged!!"

At first I only heard cheers from the family and then suddenly I felt three huge walls crash into me and Grayson. "Xander? You're blocking my ability to breath buddy" I pat his back as he sheepishly lets go of me.

For about an hour the entire family was there to celebrate the news and slowly the adults left, leaving us kids to chill with scotch(Jameson and I), soda(Xander), beer( Nash) and wine (Grayson).

That's when we heard the scream, and the next second Mrs. Laughlin runs into the room,wailing "HE'S DEAD, YOU'RE GRANDFATHER IS DEAD!"

Silence filled the room until the glass that was once in my hands fell to the ground shattering into a million tiny shards, scotch spilt on the floor, my head feels numb.

I can hear Jameson throwing a lamp across the room, Nash just left his boots clicking and he sprinted out of the house, I could faintly hear the sound of his bike starting and speeding away, Xander disappeared into the secret passageways in the walls of the house.

Grayson just picks up the wine bottle and chugs the whole thing down, before taking the scotch bottle from in-front of me and finishing it too.

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The sky was pour dark and gray, like the world was weeping the lost of Tobias Hawthorne, at least I was, he was my mentor, without him I wouldn't be the woman I was today, I'd probably still be in London with my mother, I wouldn't have met Grayson.

Shuddering at that thought I make my way to the drawing room where everyone one would meet before the actual funeral ceremony. towards the back of the room Skylar, the boys' mother with a glass of wine in one hand and her latest boyfriend in the other, disgusting, on the other end of the room I see aunt Zara sitting sorrowfully while her husband can't keep his mouth shut, probably babblering about the inheritance he thinks he's about to inherit.

Outside I see Grayson and Jameson fighting- WAIT WHAT?

I run outside to see that Nash and Xander are trying their best to pull them apart, Grayson's nose bloody and Jameson had a black eye.

''Stop it, BOTH OF YOU'' I say as i place myself between them '' Today is your grandfather's funeral, what could two have fought about that could be any more important than that?''

Jameson looks at Grayson with venom in his eyes, "I never want to see you again, and you can forget me ever coming to the wedding, it's a murderer's wedding," and walks away.

What the fuck just happened?