Chapter 20

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Warning: Violence, teasing, uncomftorable, disturbing topics, strong language, blood and gore

Long chapter!

You've been warned...

DING!

Donovan sighs in annoyance as he heard the phone go off. 'What now?' He thought. He glanced to the side, only to have a smile spread across his face. Donovan caresses your cheek softly, placing a kiss on your forehead.

DING!

'Who the hell is bothering my doll?' He frowned. He grabs your phone and immediately silenced it before it would wake you from your sleep. He unlocks the phone and scrolls through your messages. "Noah Martinez?" He whispered quietly. His grip around your waist and phone tightens as he read the messages.

Donovan stopped his actions once he felt your body squirming a bit under his tight grip. You flutter your eyes open, releasing a yawn. Donovan turns the phone off and places it back on the nightstand.

You try to sit up but Donovan wraps his other hand around your waist. He pulls your body closer to his. "Hands off. I got stuff to do today..." You yawned once again. "No." Donovan strictly said, burrowing his face on your neck. You sigh in annoyance. "We're not doing this again hun..." You said

"How are you feeling doll?" He asks. "Squished." You responded sarcastically. "Y/N..." He said darkly. You giggled a bit, rolling your eyes playfully. "Seriously, learn how to take a joke. I'm...feeling better now. Thanks for asking." "Good." He says, sighing in relief.

You glanced over to the side to see the time on the clock. '12:30 pm!? How long was I asleep?' You yell at yourself. You wiggle your arms out of his grip and reach for your phone. You began looking through your messages. You smirk upon reading Noah's messages. 'So this idiot actually took the bait... I can't wait to hear him beg for his life, just like his father.'

"Its getting late hun. I have plans today, I need to get ready." "Oh? Where are you going?" He asks. His voice laced with anger and annoyance. "I'm going to see...a friend." You cringed in disgust.

"A friend?" "Right. She'll be meeting-" You stop speaking as he began chuckling. "What?" You question. "You're not fooling me doll. I know what you plan on doing. As your boss, I order you to stay here and not leave the manor." He commands.

"Excuse me?" You say. "You heard me. Besides, I already have a job for you." You blink, slightly confused. You sigh. "What is it?" You question. "I have an important meeting I need to attend. James, Lorenzo, and Angel are coming along-" You immediately cut him off. "That has nothing to do with me." You glare at him.

"You really need to stop interrupting me." You scoff at the comment. "You're the one to talk..." You instantly reply, causing the man to chuckle.

"Anyways, I know you'll love the job." "Depends on what you want me to do..." You say. "You'll be babysitting Lorenzo's younger siblings." You blink a couple of times. "Huhh?!" You shouted. "Lorenzo couldn't find anyone to watch over them so I figured, you adore children so why not you?"

You don't say a word knowing he was damn right about that. 'Damn it Donovan! You're always ruining my plans!' "Fine, I'll take care of them. Now get off of me." You say harshly.

He shook his head. You began to feel pressure on the side of your neck. A way too familiar warm suction on your neck. Your eyes widen.

Your face began turning dark shades of red.  "Don't you dare!" You shouted. Donovan smirks. "Too late doll~" He whispered in your ear seductively. You glare at him, your face heating up by the second. He chuckles at your flustered expression.

He pins your hands above your head with one hand. He continued to suck on different spots on your neck. You refused to let out any sounds. This frustrated Donovan, angering him a bit. Donovan bit down on your neck harshly. Embarrassing enough, it caused you to release a moan. He smirks.

"Damn it Donovan! I'm taking care of kids later, I can't have these disgusting marks on my neck." "What did you say?" He questioned with anger. You glared. "You heard me..." You responded.

His dark look soon turned into a smirk. "Why don't you say that again?" He said dangerously. "I don't want these disgusting marks." You said. Donovan smashes his lips onto yours. Your eyes widen in shock. Donovan uses his free hand to lift up your shirt. You curse yourself for not wearing a bra underneath.

As he began lifting your shirt up slowly, revealing a bit of your stomach. Suddenly, a certain noise interupted you both. You turn your head away from him.

Ding-Dong!

The sound of the doorbell echoed through the whole manor. You let out a sigh of relief. Donovan's eyes turned completely dark. His smirk drops. Donovan growls in frustration. "Son of a bitch.." He quietly said, angered by the interruption. "We'll continue this once I get back." He sighs, running his hand through his hair.

You kick him right in the stomach, causing him to grunt in pain. You then push him away and immediately get off the bed. Another ding echoes through the manor. You smirk as he glared at you. "Well Mr. Monroe, you don't want to have your guests waiting do you?"

"You'll pay for that doll..." He glared yet having the smug look still on your face. "Sure hun. Now why don't you go? Your friends are waiting." He only rolls his eyes. You began looking through your bag, trying to find the foundation and the concealer.

'Where the hell is it? I left it here!' You sigh in frustration. "You must be looking for these." He said pulling the things you were looking for out of the drawer.

"When did you-" He smirks. "You won't be needing this anymore. Good luck covering them now." His smirk growing bigger. You glare in return.

"Oh screw you."
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Jenny opens the door to reveal the three tall men and two little kids. They're welcomed in. "Where's Donovan?" Angel asks in which Jenny shrugs. "Anyways, how's Y/N? She didn't reply to any of our texts." James said.

"Nothing you need to be concerned about. She's doing better and is now well." Jenny replies with a smile spread across her face. Donovan heads downstairs. You trail behind him. You covered your neck with a large hoodie and your hair.

You noticed two pairs of eyes staring directly at you. Two little red heads. You can see their eyes sparkling with excitement and happiness. You hum, tilting your head in confusion. 'I thought they were happy to see that bastard.' You thought referring to Donovan.

"Oh, i forgot to mention. These two are huge fans of yours doll." Donovan says. 'Huge fans?' You question yourself. "Is that so?" You ask. "Indeed." Lorenzo answered. "These two are my younger siblings, Claire and Charles." Lorenzo says, introducing them both.

"Well it's nice to meet you both. I don't want no formal name calling so please, just call me Y/N. You two must be twins." The twins nod their heads rapidly with excitement. You couldn't help but giggle.

"You two are just adorable." You smile brightly at them. Donovan's heart began beating rapidly. "You stupid brat! Why didn't you text us back?!" James yelled. You immediately removed one of your slides and throw it at him. It hits him in the face. You smirk. The twins laugh as well as the others.

"Sorry for not answering. I was knocked out." You calmly say. James pouts, looking away. "I can't forgive you." He said. You smirk, raising an eyebrow.

"Fine then. By the way, a little birdie told me your birthday is coming up. I guess someone won't be receiving their gift." You grin. James eyes widen. "Fine...I forgive you." He mumbled. "What was that?" You mock James. "I forgive you!" James shouted.

"Thought so." You say. The twins laugh. "Anyways, please don't hesitate to give me a call if they're misbehaving." Lorenzo said. "I doubt they'll misbehave Lorenzo, it'll be alright." He nods.

"Claire, Charles, be on your best behavior and don't cause any trouble for Y/N, got it?" Lorenzo said strictly. The twins nod. Donovan kisses your cheek as the three men walked out the door. "Don't forget about tonight doll.~" Donovan whispered seductively in your ear.

A blush began to appear on your face. You shake it off and glare at him. He walks out the door. He turns, giving you a wink. A smirk appears on his face. You flipped him off and slam the door shut. 'That son of a bitch...' You thought.

You turn around to face the twins who are now smiling brightly at you. Jenny had a giant grin on her face. 'Fuck you.' You mouthed at her, making her laugh.

"Alright, what do you two wa-" You were cut off. "Quick question." Claire says. "Ask away." "Why don't you have a ring?" She questions, making you tilt your head. "A ring? I have plenty of them." You show off your hands. Theo walks in the living room, throwing you a water bottle. You catch it easily and began opening it, drinking the liquid.

"No! I mean a marriage ring!" She said smiling innocently. You choke on the water and began coughing. Your face turned red. Jen began laughing hysterically. Eden held in his laugh. Theo also choked on his drink, covering his mouth. Charles laugh.

"Not yet but I'm sure he will someday." Jen says, smiling at Claire. "But...he promised he was going to marry Y/N." Claire sadly said.

"Anyways..." You calm yourself, changing the subject. "What do you two want to do today?" "We want to spend the whole day with you!" Charles shouted. "Can you tell us the story when you took down an entire clan by yourself!?!" He continued.

You shrug. "I suppose...but I can't describe the gruesome-" You paused. "Wait...how do you know that?" You question. "The boss." The trio responded. "What?! But I'm old enough to know the details! I'm 8!" Charles said boldly.

You couldn't help but giggle. "Whatever you say Charles." Charles playfully pouts. "Can we please get some ice cream? Lorenzo didn't let us have any yesterday." Claire pleads. "Can we also go to the arcade?!" Charles begs. The twins began giving you the puppy eye look.

You look over at Jen who shrugs. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to do so." You say thinking of the idea for a bit. "Then if you three are going, we'll tag along as well!" Jenny said happily. You nod. Theo sighs in annoyance. "It's a nice day, what could go wrong?" You hit your forehead with the palm of your head.

"Jen, you might have jinxed it already."
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Muriel walked in her kitchen, feeling a bit uneasy. She poured herself a glass of red wine. She walked towards her old vintage radio, turning it on. 'Fly Me To The Moon,' by Frank Sinatra, begins to play on the radio. She began to sway along with the music, holding the glass of wine.

She sat on the couch, humming along with the song. She grabs the remote, turning the TV on. An old black and white show. Shows she enjoyed the most.

Suddenly, her apartment door is kicked in. Muriel didn't bother looking to see who caused the damage. Four figures walked in the apartment, walking towards Muriel.

Muriel then felt something on the back of her head. She knew...it was the barrel of a gun. Muriel takes a sip of the wine. "You know...you could've just knocked on the door. Ever heard of that?" She says.

"Shut it." Angel said harshly. "Hmm...and manners as well." Muriel said. Donovan stands right in front of Muriel with a dark smirk on his face. She glares at him. "Oh...It's you." She said in disgust. "I'm not surprised." She mumbled.

"What do you want?" She questions in a harsh manor. "No need to be harsh now. I'm here to talk.." Donovan said calmly.

Her eyes widen as she soon realized something. "Where's Y/N?! What did you do to her?" She panicked. She stands ready to hit Donovan on the head with the wine glass. Angel prevents her to do so. He grabs her by the hair and pulls her back down on the seat.

"Careful now. You wouldn't want to pop out your hip." James said in a sarcastic manor. Muriel glares. "Y/N is alive and well." Donovan tells Muriel. She sighs in relief. "Thank goodness." She mumbled quietly. "Mind telling me why she hasn't been answering my calls?"

"She's been busy with work." Donovan said. "Bullshit..." She looks up at him. "I know you have something to do with that." He sighs. "Fine. I blocked and deleted your number from her phone. Before you ask, I did the same thing to that bastard as well."

She gives him a confused look. "Luke." Donovan said in disgust. Muriel noticed the tone in his voice and smirked. "Oh I see..." He glances at her. "Little Monroe must be jealous that Luke is way closer to Y/N than you are."

He clenched his teeth, remaining silent. "So I'm right." She smirks, taking another sip of the wine. "I'm not going to tell you anything about him. If you're here to hurt or kill me then do so." "Just like that?" Lorenzo said in a bored tone.

"I'm an old woman dear. I'm already near my death bed. These old bones of mine can't do much anymore. Besides... if I killed killed you, your father would come after me and kill me with no hesitation." She then glanced at Donovan with a serious expression.

"I don't plan on giving a damn speech about my age, but a few things before you put a bullet through my head..." "Start speaking." Angel said harshly.

"Don't let Y/N, Luke, or Leon find out about my death. They have been through some rough shit and witnessed horrible things that cause them trauma. If they find out about my death, all chaos will break..." She said quietly.

"What do you mean by that?" James asked. "It causes them pain. How should I put this?.." She thought. "They take the pain they get and give it in return." Angel explained. "It makes them snap. Those who are connected and cause the murder will meet a fate far worse than death." She explained calmly.

"Remember what happened a that one warehouse party that Olson hosted a few years ago?" She questions the men. "The one that Steven Olson hosted? Of course, hundreds of people died. Nobody survived..." Lorenzo states.

"That's correct. That no good snake had killed a very close friends of theirs. Not to mention, that snake was a friend of Brett Martinez. Once they found out who caused the murder, they went berserk. They created chaos...I'm sure you know what I mean." Muriel said. All the were in shock.

"Wait that was years ago...Y/N would have been 14 years old." James said in shock. "Correct." She said. "Then that's when your mother appeared and took them both in to join her clan. Leon did his own thing. Speaking of your mother...where is she?" Their shocked faces soon turned into dark expressions. They all smirk. "Oh that old hag?..." Donovan said chuckling. "What did you do?" She glared.

"Nothing you need to worry about. I'll make sure they don't find out about your death. Either way, Luke will face the same fate as you." He smirked. Her eyes widen at his words.

"Time for you to join my mother..."
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Arriving at Mickey's Ice Cream Parlor, the twins stare at the place with a huge smile on their faces. "This place looks cool!" Charles said. "You would come here when you were younger!?" Claire questioned as you nod. They run towards the door and go inside. You couldn't help but shake your head with a smile on your face. Jenny laughs.

Theo holds the door open for you and Jenny. You stop to turn to see the other two men still outside. "Are you two not coming in?" You ask. "I haven't had a cig so pardon me." Theo says. "In a bit, we also need to clear the place just to be safe." Eden says. You nod. Theo lets go of the door.

Looking around the place brings a smile to your face as the nostalgia hits you. You can hear the music playing through the parlor, 'Sh-Boom,' by The Chords. Walking towards Jen and the twins, you see that the three were talking to an older man behind the counter. A very familiar man.

The man turns his attention to you. "Well look who it is, if it ain't Pequeña Muerte." He said, making you giggle. He walked out from behind the counter, giving you the biggest hug. "How have you been Y/N?"

"I've been alright gramps, you?" "Lovely! Now..." He pulls away and playfully smacks your head. "Mind telling me why you haven't been visiting me?" He crosses his arms. "I apologize, I've been...busy." You reply. He hums, not believing your response.

"Gramps?" The twins said in unison. You nod. "This is Mickey Winters. He's the owner of this place. I call him gramps or grandpa since he would watch and take care of me and my friends." You smile. "Gramps? More like grand daddy." Jen said admiring Mickey. You cover her mouth. "The kids are here!" You whisper.

She playfully rolls her eyes and moves your hand away. "Can you blame me? Your 'grandpa' may be much older but he's one hot-" You immediately cut her off by placing your hand over her mouth. "What did I say?" You say.

She wasn't wrong though. Despite his age, Mickey is a very attractive man. He was tall, well built, and has the good looks. Everyone loves Mickey, especially the ladies. Mickey talked about how a couple began arguing outside the place. The boyfriend ended up breaking up with his now ex-girlfriend because she kept flirting with Mickey.

"Don't you have a girlfriend Jen?" Charles asked. She happily nods. "Of course I do. I'm just complementing him." She then looks at you to see if her explanation was good enough. You shrug.

"Anyways, what would you guys like?" Mickey says going back behind the counter. The twins look at the options and choose the flavors. "Is he married?" Jen asks. "Jen!" She giggles. "I'm kidding." You playfully roll your eyes.

"Sure love."
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You giggle as the twins enjoy their ice cream. "Careful, I don't want you two to stain your clothes with ice cream." You handed the twins some napkins. You smile as a few memories began to cross your mind. Muriel had always taken both you and Luke here to eat ice cream. Your smile dropped as another memory crossed your mind.

Finn.

Whenever he worked hard to impress you, you'd always take him at this place. He always had the biggest smile and was always thankful. It was his favorite place afterall.

But what happened later...Crushed you. It was never the same.

You refused to cry about the memory. Mickey doesn't fail to notice the sad expression on your face. He excuses himself from the girls who were fan girling over him. The girls whine as Mickey walked away from them. He began preparing something.

"After this, we're going to the arcade right?" Charles asks. You nod and turned your gaze down on your lap.

Clank!

You immediately return your gaze back up as Mickey placed your favorite milkshake right in front of you. You look up at Mickey who has the biggest smile on his face. "Gramps I didn't order-" he interrupts you. "It's on the house love, no need to worry about. Oh, and smile. It suits you." Mickey smiled.

All the girls sitting near the counter glared at you, jealous of the attention you were receiving from Mickey. "Thank you grandpa! I really appreciate it." You smile back at him, causing him to chuckle. He ruffles your hair, returning back behind the counter.

"Damn Y/N, the girls in the counter are giving you the nasty look." Jen giggles. "It's not the first time." You

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