Lyon
Chapter 51

I can’t believe how the Lyons have embraced that thing into their circle; the latest word is that Elena Lyon one of our society’s leading women have been touting the girl.

Somehow they’d got the video removed when I couldn’t; of course, couldn’t have their precious son’s little floozy seen in a bad light. I wish I’d broken her f*****g face when I had the chance.

“I thought you said you were going to take care of her James what happened?”

“Some chick came up to us and spirited her away what did you want me to do wrestle her to the floor in the middle of a busy restaurant?”

“Why do I have to do everything myself?” He’s such an idiot ever since mama and daddy cut the apron strings he’s been a f*****g burden; you’d think he was the younger of the two of us instead of the other way around.

“If I remember correctly you’re the one that got her a*s kicked all over the Internet I don’t see you doing anything to fix the situation; in fact if you hadn’t f****d up with Colton in the first place none of this would be happening.”

“We were supposed to have been in there by now but you couldn’t even keep his interest long enough to get him to the altar, now look. You’ve been replaced by your worst nightmare, a younger prettier model. Ha-ha-ha; ouch you bitch.” He rubbed his head where my shoe had connected.

“How dare you? She’s not nearly as pretty as I am; my pedigree is way above hers. I mean who is she anyway other than some little victimized bitch. I bet that’s how she got her hooks into him with her stupid sob story; I hate that stupid bitch I wish there was a way to kill her and get rid of her once and for all.”

“Okay sis let’s not get carried away here; this isn’t like the pets you used to torture when we were kids this is serious business; the kind of serious that could get us sent away for a very long time.”

“Not if we do it right.” Why hadn’t I thought of that before? Instead of trying to scare her off I could just get rid of the little slut once and for all. Then Colton would be free again and I could work on him.

Last time I didn’t have enough time, something had tipped him off to my true intentions, and he ran. But if I play my cards right I could still maybe get back in his good graces.

Though everything I’ve tried since have failed to work; never mind that though. I know she’s the only thing standing in the way of us getting back together; with her gone the way would be clear.

His family would learn to love and accept me once more. Of course I’ll have to make them pay for this past year of indifference it was only right after all.

I am the descendent of a long line of highly esteemed Rossettis, my family’s name was known far and wide while this girl couldn’t even get her name on a bag of puppy chow.

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Kat

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I’m happy and in love and I have a job I love because he’s here. People say it’ll get stale after a while, spending all our time together at work and then at home but they have no idea what they’re talking about.

When he stands in the doorway between his office and mine with that special look on his face I get all tingly inside, like it’s the first time. I love knowing that he’s only a moment away if I should need him for anything.

I love our little afternoon trysts when he bends me over his desk or mine with my pants around my ankles and do me nice and hard because we don’t have much time and someone might come looking for either of us.

I was getting used to his over protectiveness, the way he watches over me like a mom with a toddler, though he was getting a little better about letting me do things on my own with the girls.

I still didn’t stay home alone for any length of time but that was okay, I understood. Dad was being very supportive of our relationship, which was a big shock to me. I would’ve expected him to play the heavy with Colton, but Colton had his own way of dealing with him.

My mom still has her moments where she questions the solidity of our relationship, if she only knew where and what Colton plans on having my next tattoo she’d probably be scandalized. Since the whole incident at the restaurant Colton and I have been cruising along, things couldn’t be better and I hope it stays that way.

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LYON

***

That f**k Rossetti’s been hiding for a while; I guess he thinks after enough time has passed I’ll forget his a*s, good luck with that. First chance I get I’m breaking my foot off in his a*s.

Today Kat gets her tattoo and her piercings. I already got my loving last night and this morning because I know she’s going to be sore for a few days after that’s taken care of and out of the way.

My seal of ownership will be almost complete after this, now I find myself in unfamiliar territory; I’m thinking of surprising my girl with a ring; she has a birthday coming up so I’m thinking that would be the perfect time.

The only problem is I’m not sure if to go traditional; Tiffany’s, Cartier, Harry Winston or if I should have my guy Simon make something. The only thing I know is that it has to be a f*****g rock.

The women in my family are seriously into that shit and the sisters rocked some serious carats as well so as the leader of the crew I have to do my shit up right, can’t have my woman coming up short.

Plus as much shit as these women talk when they get together and with her being the youngest of the bunch; sheeeeiiit, not only that, my boys would probably be f*****g worst, they’d never stop riding my a*s if I f****d up so yeah; gotta do this shit first class all the way.

“You ready to go meet Stacy babe?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be; it’s not going to hurt as much as the back right?”

“Nah babe, the spine is the hardest because it’s on the bone, this is all flesh should be done in one shot, healed in a few days so I don’t have to be away from my favorite snack for more than a day or two.”

“My kitty is not a snack she’s a full course meal.”

“Well excuse me Angel didn’t mean to step on any toes.” I pulled her head into my chest so that I could k**s her hair.

I love her like this; relaxed and at ease, no tension between us; just a man and his woman living life with not a care in the f*****g world.

Stacy rolled her eyes at us as we were still playing around when we got to her shop. Kat could be a lot frisky when she wanted to be; kept me on my toes. I was still in that mindset where I let her pretty much do her thing except when it came to her safety of course so most of our time was spent in carefree play; I wanted that for her; that ease, no drama.