November 25th, 2015
We've stayed in Los Angeles for bout 2 months now waiting for the right time to hit William Fisher. I go over the plans for William when I feel someones hands cover over my eyes. "Guess who?"
"Mmm... Michael Jackson?" Daniel laughs at my guess, turning me around.
"I do not sound like Michael Jackson." I pinch my fingers together.
"Just a little." He rolls his eyes playfully and pulls me into a deep kiss. After a minute, I pull away and go back to the plans.
"What are you up to?"
"I'm trying to figure a plan out where it don't have to face him since he's seen me before." William Fisher was one of the men I saw when Charlie tortured that family at his strip club. "And I was thinking that maybe we could get one of your guys to go up to him and-" Daniel wraps his arms around my waist and starts to kiss my neck. A soft moan interrupts my talking and I close my eyes at the pleasure. "What are you doing?"
"I want to show you something." He says between kisses.
"What is it?" He grabs my hands and leads me out the room.
"Its a secret."
"You know I hate secrets."
"You're gonna love this one." I laugh at his remark and follow him to the bar. A woman stands there with tattoo equipment, waiting for us to come. I look at Daniel with confusion and shock.
"What is this?" A smile grows on his face.
"I thought you could use some tats. Show your story to the world." I nod my head, still shocked at his idea.
"Lets do this."
"Okay, you can look." The tattoo artist steps away and starts to put her equipment up, allowing me to see the art. I look all over my body. Tattoos are scattered here and there all around, like they were placed there for a purpose. The excitement from my first tattoo has reappeared.
"Do you like them?" Daniel asks, standing behind me.
"I love them." I turn around to him and hold his cheeks in my hands. "Thank you."
"Anything for you mi amor." I lean in closer and kiss his soft plump lips. Our moment is cut short by one of our men entering the room.
"Mr. Ricci, its time." Daniel and I share a look at each other and hurries to get things ready. I head into my room to change my clothes when I hear Kyra at my door.
"Can I come?" I throw on a black shirt and put a light golden brown wig over my hair.
"Sorry kiddo, this is not a job you can join."
"Please?" I walk over to her and see her pulling a puppy dog face. Lately, shes been icing me out for some reason. But, she seems to be back to herself. I sigh, giving into her plea.
"Fine, but you have to stay in the car with me and Daniel okay?" She nods her and hugs me.
"I love you Ava." My heart skips a beat at the sound. I hesitate to say it back, knowing I'll regret facing my love for her in the future.
"I love you too."
Patrick (one of our men) goes up to William, asking if he can help him move some stuff in a warehouse. Patrick has become good friends with William over the two months for the plan to work. I sit the car a block away to see them talking. "Ava?" Kyra says sleepily.
"Yeah?"
"I think I dropped my picture out the window. Can I get it?"
"Okay, just hurry." She opens the car door and closes it. Daniel sees me anxious and caresses my cheek.
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The Real You (BWWM)
Mystery / ThrillerA mysterious 15 year old named Kyra Nor has stumbled upon the Grayson family, and they generously invite her into their home to stay. They even enroll her into public school, Saint Augustine High school. Everything seems to be perfectly normal. But...
