This story is a roller coaster events of Mary's life which has many romantics, horrific yet every girl's dream sort of events.
Read this story to find out about her. . !
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
*****Past*****
All men filed out of the bedroom and Bobby closing the door quietly behind him. Karen stops in the middle of her lounge, looking at all of us with raise brows.
"Okay, now what's the deal?" she asks us, looking at Dylan few seconds longer than necessary.
"I know you have been helpful, but we are staying here." Dylan says, turning back to look at the door.
"Karen, sweets. Let them stay here. I assure, you won't even know there are here." Bobby says, praying that she doesn't throw them all out otherwise controlling Dylan will be a huge challenge.
"Look, Bobby, don't you think you're stretching your luck a bit too far." Karen challenges him widening her stance and Dylan intervenes.
"As Pops said, you will not know we are even here. You have been hospitable this far, allow us a bit more."
Karen looks at him, weighing pros and cons. Mary is going to be bat-shit crazy when she will get up but at least she will be safe. As much as I hate to accept it, they do provide safety and provision.
Sighing, Karen looks to all of us and says: "Stay if you must but I don't wanna hear a single noise. Both are sleeping and though they are dead sleepers, I don't wanna take any chances. If Hailey wakes up, you all will be responsible of making sure she goes back to sleep; not to mention a groggy Mary is an unreasonable Mary."
I listen to audible gulps and smile internally; this is fun.
"Oh, and Bobby, you need to do something about that welcoming party at NYU. Mary was quite happy she was going, and I don't want her to miss it because you guys fucked it up for her. Get it postponed or whatever shit you need to pull."
Karen turns around and headed to the room opposite to the one Mary is sleeping. Bobby looks towards men standing looking like the GQ models and says: "I'm going back to the apartment; I don't any more of Karen's wrath. Son, control your temper or else you will be digging an even deeper grave than you already have; the rest of you, don't wake Hailey up or you will wish you would have come with me. I need to take care of that damn party my Doll wishes to attend."
"Do you want me to handle it, Pops?" Dylan asked all the while a plan already forming in Bobby wicked head.
"I need you to handle that shitty temper of yours, son." Bobby says moving towards the front door.
As he walks out of the apartment and locks the front door on the way out leaving all six men looking at each other.
*****
Dylan PoV
I take a seat on the sofa nearest the door in case my Queen wakes up and needs immediate assistance. Rolling my sleeves up, I relax myself, closing my eyes, and addressing my men: "Order food; I'm hungry and you heard the woman; no noise."
