Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

“Kylie I asked a question.”

Vincent asking a question sounds more like a growl which isn't easy to ignore, but my family needs me. And what did I say before? Yes, I am done with Vincent Stone, so done, it isn't even worth thinking about. I know I will think about it, I know I will tumble from my decision but not now.

“It’s family business,” I mutter without slowing down.

My long legs eat up the distance to my friend, not really thinking if he heard me. I need to get Diamond and get the hell out of here.

Diamond chooses that moment to look at me, and with one signal of my head she is leaving all of this behind her and coming to me.

I never could understand our closeness. I never sought to understand our loyalty to each other either.

Since that first day when I met the little girl with a snotty nose crying for a name while I secretly wished for her shoes, I have never questioned why we became so inseparable.

pace. There is no torn feelings, she is walking to me and I am watching her.

happened now? If it is David let's make

at her straightforward approach to anything but this is not one

later.” Her eyes widen a fraction before she answers with a clipped nod.

missing a beat, our walk toward

us leave this place filled of death

door Mercedes, the same time Diamond hops in next to me. I turn my

watching me drive away. I focus on the road ahead, taking my curves with a silent ease I always possess when I am controlling a set of wheels, and an engine. It takes us twelve minutes before

the jet in the distance touching down

owned, designed model made

a bit skeptical when I first saw the Chrome jet, as he calls it. Michael is my brother but genius or not it's hard to accept