Page 47 of Reign
“Fucking snitch!” I growl.
“Both of you shut up! Explain before I lose my shit! Do you know how fucking terrifying it was to have no weapons, no nothing, and to be taken with your friends in the middle of the fucking city knowing you all were over an hour away?” she asks, and as I respond, she holds her hand up. “I’m not fucking finished! Then they toss us in a van, and then I see Caspian take the others. Do you know what went through my head? That our friends just sold us out. The minute that van door shut, and I was left alone with two men, I already plotted their deaths. All of them. And now I’m here. Sitting in front of the men I’m supposed to marry tomorrow… What the fuck!” she yells, and it's now that I realize we fucked up. I never thought about what would go through her head or how she would feel. Fuck! Dario comes back into the room, taking in the scene.
“What did I miss?” he asks, and she huffs.
“We fucked up!” That's all I say, and he nods. I walk over to her and cup her face, which only makes her slap my hand away, and I sigh, doing it again. “Princess, I’m sorry. This was all my idea. We have a surprise for you, and I didn’t think this all the way through. I didn’t want to show up at the club and ruin your night, but I kinda already did. I’m sorry,” I say, and she nods.
“I need a minute. That was a lot to digest, and now I know I’m not going to die or be taken out of the country. I just need fresh air,” she says, and I point to the balcony.
“Go out there, take in the skyline. When you’re ready to come in, we will be here,” I say as Dario comes over and puts out his hand. She takes it and stands as he guides her to the sliding glass door. Spade opens it , and she walks out and leans against the railing looking up at the sky. He slides the door shut and looks at me.
“Next time you plan something, it’s a no from me!” he says, and I nod.
“Same!” Dario grunts.
“Agreed, in the meantime, let's set up,” I tell them and they both nod, shutting the curtain to the balcony so we can set the mood. Dario grabs the rose petals and throws them around the room as Spade lights the candles and I grab the speakers and set up the music, along with the chair she will sit in. Once we're done, Spade goes to check on her and brings her back in. Her eyes widen when she walks in, looking all around the room and then at us.
“What’s all this?” she asks as Spade walks her to her seat and kisses her cheek.
“Your surprise, Princess. Just sit back and watch the show,” I say, pressing play on my phone. The three of us stand in a line, and as the music begins, we start the routine we’ve been working on in the garage for weeks now. I hope we get thisright. Backstreet Boys’ “I Want It That Way” blares through the speakers as we go through the routine, slowly taking our clothes off and throwing them at her. She laughs as Spade puts both his hands behind his head, gyrating his hips at her while Dario just moves his hip totally off beat to the music, and here I am, doing all the spins, all the things Ryder choreographed. The smile on her face is electric while her eyes light up with love and pride watching us strip and dance for her. None of us would ever do this on a normal day, and I’m sure she knows that.
We circle her chair together, running our fingers over her chest, neck, and hair, then Spade climbs in her lap, grinding against her. He takes her hands and runs them down his chest, then he whips off of her and continues to dance like a weirdo while Dario does the same except he never catches the beat. I shove him off, and he still just shakes his hips, having not learned a damn thing Ryder taught us. I shake my ass in front of her, then straddle her tiny form and whisper in her ear, “Are you having fun, Princess?”
“Yes, this is everything.” She laughs, throwing her head back. I take this chance to run my tongue up her neck and bite her chin.
“All for you, baby. You’re stuck with us, and all their terrible dance moves, because unlike them, I've got moves like Jagger.” I laugh, causing her to giggle. The song finally ends, and I look at my brothers.
“You both suck! I am telling Ryder! Not a single move was made correctly. I’m appalled,” I tell them, and Jade full-belly laughs.
“Leave them be. It was perfect. I haven’t laughed this hard in my life,” she says, and we all smile at her. “Now, I have you all naked. What shall we do?” she asks, and I lick my lips.
“Undress,” I command, and she stands, stripping off her leather pants and thong, then removes her red shirt and bra,throwing them at us. My eyes rake up and down her body. Motherhood did her good. I absolutely love the thickness of her belly and how big her tits are. Walking over to the sliding glass door, I open it and step out into the night and sit on the couch, taking my cock and stroking it. Dario lifts her by the backs of her thighs and carries her out to the balcony. We each take turns fucking every hole, making her scream into the night. We do this for hours until she has nothing left to give. It’s well past two a.m. when we finally get home and put Jade to bed with the others. Tomorrow is our big day, and I have a lot to do before the ceremony. So instead of sleeping, I go to my workroom to check on the lab rats. Fingers crossed they are still alive and acting normal because if they are then I’ve figured out the correct components and my father can get fucked!
Turning on the light and stepping inside, I walk over to the cages and see my little pets. One of them is dead, but that one got the old doses. These other two got the new and they look great.Fuck yes! I fucking did it!
Sitting at the desk, I turn my laptop on and check my emails, opening the one I’ve been waiting for. Scanning the document, my eyes narrow and then raise as I read.Holy fucking shit!My father has been drugging Flynn this entire time.What the fuck? But how? How is he doing this? Who is the fucking mole?
Well, Jade will be happy to know that I can save his life. She doesn't need to lose another parent at the hands of my fucking father. I growl, pounding my fists against my desk. I hate that this man, who gave me life, is the root of everything. The root of everyone's fucking pain.For what? Power?It’s pathetic. He’s just like Teagan. Both of them think they are entitled to a life that was never theirs and will stop at nothing to get what they want. It’s maddening. How much more suffering is there going to be?
Looking at the clock, I see it's after four a.m, and I yawn. The caterers, florists and cake maker will be here by eight, and I need to get some sleep. I get up from the chair. Shut off the light and lock the door behind me. Walking through the silent house, I grab a blanket from the couch and plop down, shutting my eyes and letting sleep take over.
Hours later, I’m fuming, my tux is coated in the cake maker's blood and I’m ready to slice into the florist as she shows me the table arrangements and the bouquets. I bite my tongue and take her to my workroom, making her think I have a check for her in there. Shutting the door behind us, I wrap my hand around her throat, shoving her against the wall. Her fear pours from eyes as her breathing hitches. I take my knife and bring it up to the bottom of her chin.
“Sherry, did you think I wouldn’t notice the error of your ways?” I growl as she shakes her head, thrashing against me. “Did you think I was stupid enough to just pay over fifty thousand dollars for carnations? This isn’t a fucking funeral, it'sa wedding. My wedding, and I specifically asked for red and black roses. You didn’t deliver,” I spit as tears fall from her eyes.
“But-but,” she stammers.
“But nothing. Can you fix it in under an hour?” I ask, and she shakes her head.
“Wrong answer,” I seethe as I apply pressure to the blade, letting it sink into her warm skin. Her blood coats my fingers and hand as I slowly shove it up past the muscle and right into the bone. Her eyes widen as she chokes, and my dick hardens watching the life seep from her eyes. Ripping the knife out, I let her body drop and drag her by the hair across the room to the freezer. Opening that door, I shove her in there beside the cake maker and close it behind me. Walking over to the sink, I wash my hands and dip the blade in sanitizer before placing it on the counter. Wiping my hands off, I take out my phone and place a few calls. I need flowers here ASAP. I don’t care about the cost. The new cake will be here before the reception starts. It’s then that it dawns on me that everything seems to be going wrong which leads me to believe either Teagan or my father is up to something. I’ll find out one way or another. Nothing else is going to ruin our day. I’ll fucking kill everyone who tries.
No patience, Jameson is out to play today.
Jade
Wedding Bells & Surprises
Sitting in front of the mirror, I stare at my reflection as the girls fuss over my hair and makeup, and I smile looking at Hazel getting her glam done beside me. I can’t believe the day has finally arrived. I have no idea what is going on downstairs. I’m not sure if the flowers have arrived yet or if the caterers are here. No one will give me an update on anything. I’ve been told time and time again to relax and enjoy the pampering. Not to worry about anything. The guys have it under control.
