“Well, we’re all going to take <i>the </i><i>children </i><i>to </i><i>the </i>aquarium. It’s <i>been </i>forever since Mina, and I have went.<i>” </i>
<i>Uncle </i>Michael beamed. House <i>Christian </i>owned <i>the </i><i>aquarium </i>in South <i>Bay</i><i>; </i>I was sure they’d prepared the night before.
“So, then that just leaves us fes<i>!</i>”
<i>Parys </i>smiled in my direction. <i>Originally</i><i>, </i><i>I’d </i>assumed he and Dougle would go with the heads, I guess I would have <b>to </b>take them with us. I nodded at Parys.
<i>“</i><i>I </i>actually have something nned for us to do.”
<i>Tyler </i><i>and </i>Cameron nodded in <i>agreement </i>as <i>he </i><i>and </i><i>Dougie </i><i>looked </i>curious.
<i>After </i><i>breakfast</i><i>, </i><i>everyone </i><i>went </i>to <i>their </i>rooms <i>to </i><i>get </i><i>dressed </i><i>and </i><i>prepared </i><i>to </i><i>divide </i><i>into </i><b><i>their </i></b>travel groups. <i>Gracie </i><i>decided </i><i>to </i><i>wear </i><i>some </i><i>dark pink </i><i>wedge </i>heel <i>sandals </i><i>to </i><i>match </i><i>her </i><i>dress</i>. <i>She’d </i><i>ced </i><i>her </i><i>in </i>a <i>ponytail</i>. <i>Her </i>thick and wavy <i>hair </i><i>fell </i><i>down </i><i>her </i><i>back </i><i>even </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>ponytail</i><i>. </i><i>She </i><i>applied </i><i>some </i><i>light </i><i>makeup </i><i>as </i><i>well </i>as lip <i>gloss </i><i>that </i>was also pink.
<i>She </i><i>looked </i><i>beautiful</i><i>. </i>A <i>slight </i><i>unease crept </i><i>into </i><i>my </i><i>thoughts</i>. <i>I </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>overly </i><i>joyed </i><i>about </i><i>her </i><i>being </i><i>out </i><b><i>of </i></b><i>my </i>sight<i>. </i>As <i>of </i><i>right </i><i>now</i><i>, </i><i>no </i><i>one </i><i>knew </i><i>she </i><i>was </i><i>the </i><i>fiancé </i><i>of </i><i>Heir </i><i>Christiansen</i><i>. </i><i>What </i><i>if </i><i>someone </i><i>tried </i><i>to </i><i>hurt </i>her. Noticing <i>my </i><i>mood </i><i>change</i><i>, </i><i>she </i><i>walked </i><i>over </i><i>and </i><i>wrapped her </i><i>arms </i><i>around </i><i>my </i><i>waist</i><i>. </i>
“<i>What’s </i><i>wrong</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
<i>I </i><i>was </i><i>too </i><i>ashamed </i><i>to </i><i>tell </i><i>her </i><i>how </i><i>ridiculous </i><i>and </i><i>childish </i><i>my </i><i>thoughts </i><i>were</i>. <i>Smiling </i><i>lightly</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>pressed </i><i>my </i>forehead <i>against </i>
<i>hers</i>.
“<i>I’m </i><i>going </i><i>to </i><i>miss </i><i>you</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
<i>She </i>smiled <i>brightly </i><i>at </i><i>me</i>.
<i>“</i>I’m <i>going </i><i>to </i><i>miss </i><i>you </i>too.<i>” </i><fnfdb1> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? FιndNovel</fnfdb1>
<i>We </i><i>stood </i><i>in </i><i>that </i><i>moment </i><i>for </i><i>what </i><i>seemed </i><i>like </i><i>an </i><i>eternity</i><i>. </i><i>Embracing </i><i>each </i><i>other </i><i>with </i><i>our </i><i>love</i><i>. </i><i>Suddenly</i><i>, </i><i>my </i><i>phone </i><i>pinged</i><i>. </i><i>Tyler </i><i>sent </i><i>me </i><i>a </i><i>message </i><i>letting </i><i>me </i><i>know </i><i>the </i><i>meeting </i><i>had </i><i>been </i>set <i>up </i><i>and </i><i>Cameron </i>let me <i>know </i><i>the </i><i>helicopter </i><i>was </i><i>ready</i><i>. </i><i>I </i><i>sighed </i><i>lightly</i><i>, </i><i>once </i><i>all </i><i>of </i><i>this </i><i>was </i><i>over</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>would </i><i>take </i><i>Gracie </i><i>away </i><i>for </i><i>a </i><i>vacation</i><i>. </i><i>Just </i><i>the </i><i>two </i><i>of </i><i>us</i><i>. </i><i>No </i><i>interruptions</i><i>. </i>
<i>Everyone </i><i>made </i><i>their </i><i>way out </i><i>of </i><i>the </i><i>mansion </i>to <i>the </i><i>different </i><i>vehicles </i><i>waiting </i><i>for </i><i>each </i><i>group</i>. <i>I’d </i><i>told </i><i>Ka </i>to <i>make </i><i>sure </i><i>Gracie </i><i>stayed </i><i>safe</i><i>. </i><i>She </i><i>scolded </i><i>me </i><i>of </i><i>course</i><i>. </i>
<i>“</i><i>Ughhh</i><i>….</i><i>will </i><i>you </i><i>stop </i><i>being </i><i>overprotective</i><i>!! </i>Of <i>course </i><i>I’m </i><i>going </i>to protect my <i>sister</i><i>! </i><i>And </i><i>besides</i><b><i>, </i></b><i>you </i><i>have </i><i>your </i><i>bodyguard </i><i>following us</i><i>.</i>”
<i>Shit</i><i>. </i>
So, she did notice.
The truth was, everyone one of these women were important not just to me, but to our entire family. I needed to make sure they were all safe.
As we made our way to Tomas‘ SUV, Parys became excited.
“<i>So</i><i>! </i><i>Where </i><i>we </i>going<i>?</i>”
As we all got into the car, I informed Tomas we were heading to my helicopter ‘Nightwing‘. Suddenly, Dous became excited.
“<i>Wait </i><i>we’re taking </i><i>Nightwing</i><i>! </i><i>Oh </i><i>shit! </i><i>I </i><i>haven’t </i>been <i>on </i><i>the </i><i>chopper </i><i>in </i><i>forever</i><i>!!</i><i>” </i>
“<i>Where </i><i>are </i><i>we </i><i>going</i><i>???</i><i>” </i>
Both of my cousins beamed in excitement.
“<i>We’re </i><i>going </i><i>to </i><i>North </i><i>Bay</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>North </i><i>Bay</i><i>??? </i><i>Why</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>I </i><i>need </i><i>to </i><i>interview </i><i>someone</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Parys‘ face fell.
<i>“</i><i>So</i><i>, </i><i>wait</i><i>…</i><i>you’re </i><i>going </i><i>to </i><i>work</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>No</i>…I’m <i>going </i><i>to </i><i>confirm </i><i>the </i><i>truth </i><i>about </i><i>the </i><i>Rochesters</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Both Tyler and Dougie looked at me confused.
<i>“</i><i>The </i><i>Rochesters</i>? <i>Why </i><i>do </i><i>you </i><i>care </i><i>about </i><i>them</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
Parys inquired waiting for my response.
“<i>Because </i><i>they’re </i><i>my </i><i>fiancé’s </i><i>piece </i><i>of </i><i>shit </i><i>family</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
I caught Parys and Dous up on everything that transpired with Gracie. Each of them sat with a mixture of empathetic and disgusted looks on their faces.
<i>“</i>Oh, my god. That’s awful.”
Dous whispered as he sat in shock.
<i>“</i><i>Those </i>fucking <i>bastards</i><i>! </i><i>How </i>could <i>they </i>do that to their <i>own </i>daughter and sister! And who’s this Jonathan asshole<b>!</b><b><i>” </i></b>
Parys was livid, hearing that someone apart of his family was mistreated pissed him off. I shared his sentiments.
“<i>So</i><i>, </i>we’re meeting <i>with </i>your <i>spies </i>to get <i>overall </i><i>truth </i>on <i>what’s </i><i>been </i><i>happening</i>?<i>” </i>
I nodded at Dous question.
<i>“</i><i>Apart </i><i>from </i><i>what </i><i>Tyler </i><i>has </i><i>already </i><i>found </i><i>out</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
As we arrived at the Nightwing, we all stepped out of the vehicle with a mission. Gather as much information as we could so that we could begin the next steps in my n to destroy the Rochesters and Brooks.