• Lane & Katie's bedroom (ignore the chihuahua on the bed please) •
After creating a log list of chores, Lane steps out of his study. Sugar and Charlie are automatically at his feet, panting happily with their long tongues ticking out. He glares down at them in annoyance.
"Stupid mutts." Lane shakes his head at them, walking to the stairwell.
The two German Shepards follow after him. They nearly knock him down as they race up the stairwell. Lane softly growls at them in annoyance, regretting that he allowed Katie to con him into keeping the two dogs. He slowly makes his way up the stairwell, thinking about the punishments he will give the girls for breaking the rules.
Suddenly, a muffled cry echos from the first bedroom he comes across. The crime lord freezes, arching a brow. He slowly continues up the stairwell. Another muffled cry from a different room catches Lane's attention.
"Oh, my God." Lane suddenly realizes what is going on.
The crime lord rolls his eyes as he quickens his pace up the stairs. I'm running a damn cathouse now! A fucking brothel!
Suddenly, a thought comes across Lane's mind. He freezes, fear filing him. He rushes up the stairwell to the top, where he and Katie share a bedroom. He hears several other girlish moans as he rushes past several bedrooms. Sugar and Charlie already lay on the steps, wagging their tails with their tongues sticking out. Sugar barks at her master with joy. Lane loudly claps his hands at them, making the two large dogs scatter. The crime lord grabs the door handle and whips the door open, his blue eyes searching the room. Relief flows over him when he sees Katie laying on their bed asleep.
Lane wipes the sweat form his brow off with the back of his wrist. He closes the door, stomping at the dogs to get away. The blue eyed man locks the bedroom door, smiling at his sleeping lover.
What an angel, too bad I have to punish her. Lane thinks to himself with a frown. Maybe I'll just put her in charge of vacuuming or collecting trash instead of laundry.
The crime lord stretches as he takes off his loafers by the bedroom door. He walks over to his side of the bed, climbing on top of the covers. He turns on his left side, looking at his sleeping lover. Her chest slowly rises and falls as she calmly sleeps. Her hands are tucked under her pillow. Lane gently brushes the hair out of her face before mirroring her by laying on his stomach with his arms under his pillow.
Hey readers! That was another REALLY short but sweet chapter, don'tcha think? I will make them longer soon. Just wanted to share another cute Kane/Latie moment (yes I made up my own ship name for them!!!). What would be a cute ship name for them? Lane or Latie???? What chores should Lane give out to the gang? Who should get what? Here's a list of chores I'm already thinking about... (Remember! They're snowed in so they can't really go outside)
• Laundry
• Dishes
• Deep cleaning each bathroom
• Taking care of the dogs (bath, food, training them, taking them out to potty, etc.)
• Sweeping the floors inside & outside
• Trash collecting
• Dusting
• Cooking each meal (Marco's obviously 🙄)
• Vacuuming the rugs
• Straightening the house
• Changing bedsheets/ Making beds
• Taking care of the vehicles
In an hour I am going in for a job Interview at 5 Below and I'm excited but kind of nervous. I haven't worked in a while so I'm more excited than nervous, but still nervous. Be safe, my Lovlies!
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Fanfiction"I was safe the entire time, wasn't I?" Katie slowly asks, "I'm not trying to be cocky or anything, I'm just asking." Lane rolls his eyes as if it should already be obvious, looking back out onto the damp woods in annoyance. "What do you...
