Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

I can't believe I'm actually doing this. My boot covered feet stomp up the porch steps of the cabin. This morning I was across the state six hours away from Liston Hills picking up Aron- my eldest stepbrother, David’s five year old son so I can get him back to his crazy mother before she died of fit mania.

My destination was a one way ride to New York and then another to Seattle the next morning.

Diamond was in the crappiest mood since I had to inform my genius and half crazy friend that we were staying with David for the night as Michael didn't want us messing up his night of sexscapades.

Plus, let's not forget that I had a paper due on Monday and a block design that was still half way through. Whoever says architecture is easy let me know so I can kick their ass, after I bribe them to finish my assignments.

I was in the helicopter with an antsy Aron, because he hates sitting still, and chatty best friend when Michael chose to call and inform me that I had to get my butt to The Estate. I wasn't sure why I didn't refuse because for all the crap I had to do, I should have.

Then to top it all off, while I'm at The Estate waiting to hear what the hell was so darn important, my mother's brother, Haden Orniel comes trotting downstairs of the mansion and informs me that Cary Stanley aka his ex wife, is actually a Gina Lorne and she's dead.

And just when my day couldn't get any worse my brothers arrive, all of them, including Vincent.

After a gruesome few hours of why I was summoned, Diamond and Michael left to set up something at Sabastian's new house.

Which I was surprised to have learned is across from Dainy's place, even more so that Jace will be moving in with him. I spoke to Jace this morning and yesterday, he didn't mention shit to me. Jace is supposed to be my baby half-brother, and I am extremely close to him. So close that when he told me about his involvement in this Gina Lorne story I was dropping Victoria's and Natasha's pleas for a girls night out and already walking the thirty minute trek to the cabin.

Doesn't mean I'm not going to kick his ass, I can't believe he's getting involved in this.

barge in the door, “What did

she got curves, with

don't blame the two men in

and stare at the three idiots on the couch. The almost naked one catches my eye and I know this is messed up. The last time I saw Dexter

found out yesterday that he was already working for the Delroy's

second glass of brandy and I've barely been here for twenty minutes listening to these guys. My denim covered ass is on

to me and the three boys that couldn't be more different are sitting on the long stretch couch. Dexter's naked torso on full display, sporting a swollen eye that

the gentleman in his four thousand dollar suit sits in the middle, staring holes into poor

even wearing? His blonde hair is messy and blue eyes

thoughts go through my mind as I look at them. Sighing, with my glass dangling from my hand, I rest my

into this? With Michael's skills and David's connections I'm sure we could do

tilt my head to the side and study the three young

on

up on it too, and practically shouts, “I knew it, I knew it, there's more to this, isn't there?”

at first, holding

“If you want my help boys,