State-of-the-art kitchen.
The rest of the buildings house people that run the farm. There is also a massive guest house that is for my grandparents, and a glasshouse for my grandfather for his flowers.
- “Couldn’t. I’ve been ferrying the women from my club out to the motels on Lake Road after your fuck-wit cousin and his fuck buddy blew up my club.”
My hands tighten over the steering wheel, my jaw clenching as Layla’s hand finds my thigh.
- “Where are you now?” I ask him.
- “Back at the motel on Lake Road getting my dick sucked. I’m stressed, man.”
- “Fuck sake, meet me at the farm. I’m just about there.”
- “Got it. Leaving now. Pick this up later, babe. Keep that pussy wet for me,” I hear him say before I hit end.
My eyes meet Layla’s, “Fuck, I’m sorry about that. He’s like, well sick.”
Shaking my head as her hand reaches for my face, and she cups my cheek, I turn into the warmth of her touch, never knowing anything so fucking insanely sexier than her and her touch.
“It’s no problem at all. I look forward to meeting him. I hope he likes me as you seem really close.”
Smiling at her “Oh, baby. He likes you. We have been watching that compound remember? He’s my right-hand guy.” Winking at her as my house comes into view. Layla gasps next to me, her eyes scanning the vast area.
“Micha, this place is beautiful.”
“Thanks, babes. I bought it for you.” Pulling around onto the white sparkly pebbles, I take the loop past the water feature that has white and blood-red roses planted around it, to the front door. It’s a huge, oak door with my crest right in the middle. The Walsh crest too.Never forget who you are.My father’s words sound inside my head.
“Wait! What!” She stammers out as I open my door, step out and lean back down.
“This is yours, ours. I bought this the moment I saw you. I knew I wanted to start something and have a safe place for you and my grandparents.”
“B-b-but you didn’t even know me,” she says as I walk around the car, opening her door and pulling her body into mine.
“Babe, you get to know a lot about someone by watching them.” I kiss the tip of her nose.
“Now let’s get you inside so you can meet my pops and Nona.”
Saying that my grandparents approved of Layla would be a true understatement. My Pops, for the first time since I can remember really smiled. Not a forced I must smile, but an actual smile.
This was the first time I’d seen it in his eyes. It’s the same way he looks at my Nona. He pulled her in and held her close exchanging hushed words with her that only they could hear.
My Nona fixed pasta, wine and cheese stealing glances at me and Layla, her smile wide and her eyes shone. She was happy, so happy.
The first time I had truly seen both of them happy after the heartache left from my mother leaving.
She couldn’t handle it any longer. My Nona found her in bed with my father’s jacket on, clutching a photo of him to her chest. I can’t really blame her. I was wild with anger, filled with hate and on a one-man mission to destroy all that came within ten meters of me.
The riddle she left behind, I always had inside my pocket close to my heart and it means more now that I truly understand what it’s like to love when you were so filled with hate.
“Love is a tragedy designed for two.What would you endure to see it through? I was nothing then there was him. The keeper of my soul, the giver of my pain. He was madness I was his paradise. Innocent love stories bleed for the longest.”
Looking at my Layla as the memory invades me, it has my spine quivering because my reality is dark. And my demons are darker. I am madness just like my father. It’s in my blood, and she is a paradise that I love to get lost in but would hate to taint with the hate.
She is so innocent in this world, even though she was bought up in it. Walking in it daily is a different story.
“So that fucker, Damon, is a sick and twisted prick harboring some pretty sadistic secrets.” My head turns to the door as Jimmy storms in, flowers from the fucking 7-Eleven in his hand and a smoke going in his mouth.
Passing the flowers to Nona she eyes his smoke before he kisses her cheek and spins her around in his arms dancing through the kitchen.
