Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

Chapter 23 (Kylie)

His dark eyes staring intently at my poor friend. Chin length hair hanging loosely around his face, making him look harsh in an unkempt way.

I should want to laugh as I look at the two of them, all I manage is a simple smile.

“Knight, stop staring at my friend you making her uncomfortable.” Diamond orders, going toward the two of them with two coronas in her hand.

She hands one to Knight, and takes a sip of the other, blocking my view of the guy.

Josey also walks past me, stops and openly looks at Storm from his boots to the top of his head and back to his face,

“So you the party crasher I take it, my names Josey. Don’t tell me yours I don’t care, just don’t ruin my fun because I will kick your ass so fast you would think new years came early caprende?”

She doesn’t wait for an answer, just brushes past Storm and I follow not looking at the guy who has unknowingly been helping me to move on from my obsession with Vincent.

Josey and I have a seat on the brown leather sofa next to the door. The place looks quite small now but it isn’t. I haven’t opened the other side.

This part is just a front , behind my display on the oak shelves is a full on hang out space for me and my closest friends.

These two bikers don’t fit in that category.

With a pool in the center and three four meter wide steps going from the black onyx pool to a white leather flat couch that expands four and a half meters long. And custom made glass armrests. Black marble ceilings with corner lights that change from blue to orange or white brighten the room.

On the other side is an area with a custom made vintage styled pool table, a dart board because I am a country girl and an electric bull that doesn’t fit in place with the chic but modern elegance as the room, but fits perfectly with my personality.

I am going to wait patiently until I am done with Storm and Knight before the girls and I go really relax.

“Jokes aside, what really brings you here?”

Directing my question to the Italian biker, Knight, I completely ignore Storms presence still lurking in the center of the room.

“We looking for YOUR brother, Vincent.”

The name serves as a whiplash to my heart as it leaves Storm's mouth. Diamond is the only person that knows my struggle , that knows how weak I am when it comes to Vincent.

do you want with Vincent.” Liya questions them, getting

body covered in a tight jeans and loose blouse and

discuss

short form crossing

the Famiglia. When his name left

his on hers,

really bad fast, I get up and take the

pour yourself

smile is genuine as I watch her glaring at Storm’s form behind me. Just when I think that she won’t move she leaves this small space to

I face Storm,

going to ask you to leave, this is a celebration, not an interrogation, and right now you coming here into my house , questioning me on the whereabouts of a man I have no inclination to see, is crossing a line you don’t want to be crossing. You want to

when it comes to Vincent, but Storm is just

I say my piece. It isn’t difficult when I

my heart certainly doesn’t shred an ounce when he turns toward the door we came in from, nudging his head for Knight to follow and

it isn't

doesn't stop the dread that follows the two bikers out the door. Nor does it quieten the screams of Vincent's name in my head, or the sick part of me that is secretly happy that the men came looking for my obsession right on my doorstep. Because the truth is, he

bleak life seems at the time, time is not

about the things

meant to happen not even the

is now standing staring at the door as if she

back,” She says before turning and walking to the

six months, why the fuck would they be looking for him here, and Kevin has this place rigged

Jocelyn sighs,

mother is shipping me off to some snooty camp down in Denver, heard Molly Briggs will be

person in the world that Diamond would love to see dead it will be infamous Molly

never had a problem with the belle but for Diamond’s sake she isn't invited to my events, house or allowed in any of our social

don't even talk to

my papa in Turkey leaving my best friend behind, I was not a happy

dad refused, and sent her to

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