Many years have passed since Hope took down her biggest enemy almost killing herself in the process, but she never expected them to survive.
She will protect her family no matter what, but at what cost?
Alliances will be formed and truths will be re...
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I took deep breaths as I lay my head against the steering wheel. Everything was just getting out of hand, all I had to deal with was myself, my idiot of a husband and my children.
Now Noah was here following me and my children, or he had help doing it for him as he couldn't be in three different places at the same time.
As well as dealing with whoever keeps ambushing my weapon shipments and killing off my men now, I also had to try and arrange a meeting with the leader of the silver bullets.
There's only one way I can really get hold of him, to catch his attention and that is a Mafia ball. We haven't had one in quite some time and we are due one but that means I'll have to go with Xavier, pretending to be happily married.
When we go through with the divorce unfortunately I lose my title as a king which means I no longer run the Mafia alongside Xavier. I'll take back my gang and just deal with weaponry.
It will be awfully weird to call myself a Carter again. I clicked the start button, my car engine roaring to life, and then the door opened up and Xavier slid into the seat now fully dressed, covering his hideous bruises.
I spoke calmly, "Get out of my car,"
"No."
The man has a death wish.
I glanced to the left and then back out the window trying to keep my cool, my sight set on a large fountain not too far from the house. The way the water trickled down the stone, straight into the glistening pool of water that shined brightly against the sun.
I remember taking Mila there whenever she wanted to make a wish, and she always had to throw a pound in, nothing else or she would throw a fit. I never minded really, it's not like we were short of money, and anything to see her smile was worth everything.
It makes me sad that my first and second baby have grown so much, it just makes me cherish Jackson still being young.
The love I have for my children are all the same, I have no favourites but the fact that Jackson is from Callum makes it different it some way. He's the spitting image of him, and nobody ever questioned it but they all thought I was happily married to Xavier.
I want to be with Callum, I want him to have a relationship with his son. Nothing can happen though till everyone knows, even though I want nothing more to be in his arms again. The way he cradled me all night to comfort me after we made love.
He's a goofball and has a heart of gold, but for someone who was brought up in a gang I've never ever seen him lose his temper. Of course I've seen him angry and fight other people but apparently it's nothing compared to what he can actually do.
West has told me he's ruthless, and the strength he showed that night we had together made me tingle. He's addictive and I want more.
He's worst then West and Xavier, so I've been told and once he starts it's hard for him to stop. So I'm assuming that's why he's never let me see that side of him.
