Second Kiss?

Chapter 76

Sandra's eyes widened as she blinked hard.

He was kissing her! It wasn't a mistake, wasn't because he was hurt. He just wanted to kiss her.

She felt her lips stretch to a smile as she kissed him back, wrapping her hand around his neck and pushing herself closer to him to hear him wince.

She backed off, her eyes widened as she looked down on the wound just above his tummy to see that the bandage had begun to change to red color.

"It's alright." He mumbled and pushed himself closer for another kiss but she pulled away and stood up.

"Come here right now Sandra Crook, that's an order." He said and she chuckled.

"You're not my Boss anymore. I resigned remember?" She shrugged and he chuckled this time, licking his lips.

"I never approved of that. Come here right now." He said and she rolled her eyes, dropping the towel she had in her hand on the couch.

"Are you hungry?" She asked and he nodded.

"I'll bring you food, wait a minute."

"It's you I want." He winked and she hissed.

"Your bandage is stained with blood because you're busy kissing me. You should care more about your life than my lips." She said and walked away to the Kitchen.

Mason sighed as he settled down on the couch.

His face was full of smiles as he watched the huge Television that was displaying a toy movie..called Avatar, the last Airbender. There was no sound on it, just the little things running away as they were pursued by a tall slim guy with a ponytail.

"Such a sweet fantasy they live in." He mumbled

"They're being chased, how is that sweet?'

"We all know they'll survive whatever that's chasing them, that's their fantasy. Cause no one ever dies." He said and she shrugged.

"So fast?" He pouted, as he looked at the dish she had brought.

"I cooked earlier before you came, I just had to reheat it for you, since you love hot food." She said and he nodded.

"But it's so fast."

"Is it the time you want to eat or the food?" She asked him and he sighed.

"You're going to tell me to leave once I'm done eating right?" He asked and she nodded.

"You're going to leave as soon as you're done Mr. Scott, I called Frank and he's already on his way. I'd suggest you be quick with your food." She said and he shook his head.

"So heartless." He whispered, before bending down to eat.

He winced again as he bent down slowly to eat.

"One doesn't need to bend and eat Mr. Scott." She groaned, making him seat well before collecting the spoon as she began to feed him.

He smirked, eating the food only to release it with a small pop whenever she fed him.

"What are you doing?" She asked and he shrugged.

"Imagine what I'll be eating and releasing with a small pop at every interval?" He asked and she paused.

Her eyes widened and she scoffed.

"You're a pervert, Mr. Scott."

"Ice Cream. I'll be licking ice cream." He said and she frowned.

"That's not what you wanted to say."

"You see? You're very dirty minded Miss Crook." He said and rolled his eyes.

She laughed as she bit her lips.

That was not what he meant and she knew it!

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"Good evening Ma'am." Ashley looked up and frowned.

This wasn't Rob.

Earlier when they had arrived home, she had seen someone with Robby's statue and she had thought that he was really Rob but now looking at him..he was much different from Rob.

She bit her lips and sighed.

"You can go back to your post, thank you." She said and he nodded.

Standing up she headed for the stairs.

And when she was about to cross over to hers...She saw Mikhail's door open and she walked into it.

His laptop was not there, and his clothes which were slayed and arranged in a systematic order were not there close to his bed.

She walked to the closet to see it empty.

"Mikhail!" She yelled, running out to her room her eyes widened seeing him stick his clothes into the huge closet.

"What are you doing?'

"What does it seem like I'm doing?' He shrugged and a smile crept to her lips.

"But you didn't ask for my permission. I want you to do something for me or else you'll have to go back to your room." She said and he sighed, stopping in his track to put the other clothing in.

"What is it, baby?" He asked with a smile, praying she was not going to come up with that topic again.

"About Robby."

"Enough Ashley.."

"Please Mikhail, I'm begging you." She pouted, walked towards him, and he began to unpack his clothes from the closet.

"What are you doing?'

"Because I can't grant your condition, it's better I do this."

"They weren't doing anything wrong, okay?!" She yelled this time, glaring at him.

"They committed a grave mistake by breaking the Omerta!" He said and she huffed.

"So what now? You're going to kill them? I thought you said he was your best man when it comes to loyalty. And now when it's time to forgive the loyal guy and maybe separate them...you can't do it?" She glared harder.

"You don't understand, baby it's complicated." He sighed, running his hand through this hair.

Ashley was a firecracker. Well, that was the main reason he had found her interesting in the first place.

Ever since he had taken Robbie and Laura to the basement and locked them up, she had never said a word to him.

If she did it was only because they were at a gathering or for five minutes.

He bit his lips, staring at her fuming face.

"Please." She clasped her palms together and begged.

There was something about this woman, his woman.

She was begging for someone that wasn't even that close to her.

Well. Robbie was close but Laura?

"That's not possible." He mumbled and she fumed up.

"Then. Out." She glared hard at him, pointing at the door.

He shifted back when she came forward.

He was getting scared of this woman already.

"Babe."

"Just go, go back to your room Mikhail." She hissed and slump down on the bed.

He sighed, dropping the cuffs and the ties he held.

This wasn't his whole clothing. He had deliberately left some in the other room knowing that Ashley would want such a condition and he would not be able to do it.

It was an Omerta.

No one broke an Omerta, intentionally or not...it didn't matter.

And if he were to forgive Robbie, he would become an impartial judge.

He crawled up to the bed and held her in his arms.

She struggled hard but he was more powerful.

"Let me go." She mumbled and he snorted.

"Why?"

"Because you're being a jerk?"

"You aren't sure." He chuckled and she rolled her eyes.

"Because you're a jerk." She said, trying to get away but he wasn't letting her.

Suddenly she coughed, pushing him with all the might she had gathered, he let her go.. watching her run down the bed and into the bathroom.

He followed suit to see her vomiting into the toilet.

"Baby?" He called and she looked up, after washing her mouth.

"What is it? Are you okay?"

"I think I'm having a fever!"

TBC

A sneak peek at Oath bounded...

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Henley

I folded my hands as I leaned on the coffee machine, the mop handle nudged my stomach but I didn't budge.

I had long finished mopping and cleaning the top floor.

I watched the other table that was filled with blondes girls, ordering and eating like life was just a piece of cake.

Well...kids born with silver spoons don't worry about life, it was up to us to worry about life.

Life? Sometimes I wonder if I had one to worry about.

A lot was going on In my little head as I watched the little show-like drama in the Bar.

I watched Christine deliver drinks to the counters on the east side.

"It's going to be your round soon Henley." Ryan whistled and I nodded.

He was our Boss, the owner of Thirst Ranch.

He was average in height and had shorts on and a pair of glasses didn't fit his eyes.

"You gotta watch out for the guys at the back. I think they're robbers or something, heard them whisper something like taking the guy out if he made a sound." Christine leaned towards me and whispered.

That wasn't my business.

I had a lot on my plate to even think about some robbers that were practically leaving a good life while committing different crimes.

"Okay," I mumbled to brush her off.

It was my round and I had to take care of the people.

People at Thirst Ranch were either crazy or yet to be.

Walking to the table that had Christine running around the whole bar in the past hours, I feigned a smile. One I knew didn't reach my eyes.

"What else do you want to order?" I asked.

"Two frozen margaritas and a bottle of Vieux carré." I nodded, writing down what they needed before going to the next table.

"Hi there." I smiled again.

It was the table Christine had warned me about.

They looked like southern Arabians, no..they looked more like barbarians, their haircuts were that of the ancient times..which got me wondering if they were robbers who earned a lot.

"Less looking..more working." The one with the better face said and I gave out a short chuckle.

"Three bottles of Tequila Paloma and two bottles of White Russian." I wrote their stuff down and was about to leave when the latter grabbed my hand and dropped something on the table I looked down to see that it was a picture.

"Hmm?"

"Seen this guy around here?" The other barbarian asked.

"No," I replied and he nodded.

"Then what about a guy that's six feet tall and has grey eyes and..." He trailed off and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it." He mumbled and I nodded, smiling before turning around and rolling my eyes.

People were problems.

They carried problems around and I wouldn't want to be like those girls who were dropped out of cars....while some parts of their bodies had been chopped off.

I walked to the counter, rounding the counter. I moved to the bar section B to see that there was nothing there.

"Boss decided to shift everything into the winery Henley, you gotta go there and grab anything you want. But while you're at it, please get me a bottle of Dry Martini." Diego said and I nodded.

Diego was the only male worker we had around.

Well, Ryan wanted only female employees in his bar and said women attracted more customers than men.

That wasn't a lie though.

And that was the reason we were forced to wear such ridiculous outfits.

Do you know that tight mini skirts some women in bikinis choose to wear whenever their pants were just too small for their bum? Well, yes..that was the same skirt we were forced to wear. It was so short that we didn't dare pick anything when it falls.

I walked to the winery and opened the door.

Well, it was my first time in here as it was Diego that would always get the stuff from the winery while we attend to the many customers we always had.

Some would come for the drink, some would come because Thirst Ranch was the best in the area while some would come for the mini skirt and the tight top that couldn't even fit my body probably due to my busty breast.

I wasn't that gifted with boobs but then the top was just too tight to fit in my boobs that were not too small and not too big.

I switched on the lights and I could swear that I saw something move... more like a shadow.

"Is anyone there?" I asked, walking to the place I'd get my cocktails and leave.

"Is anyone there?" I asked again and then my eyes widened when I looked down to see someone on the floor.

Wait..what the fuck?

I dropped the bottles, ready to run away when he called out my name.

"Henley Andrew." He called and my eyes widened.

"If you don't get your ass over here in two minutes.. your brother is not going to see the fucking morning of tomorrow being Wednesday." He said again.

Wait! How did he know that I had a brother? And my name?

The voice sounded familiar though.

I turned slowly, leaving the doorknob that I was holding so tightly.

I walked back to the place I'd found him on the ground.

"Bend down and help me with this, I've tried but it's not coming out." He said, wincing in pain.

How the hell did he get into our winery?

Oh, help me, Lord! I thought as my eyes traveled up and I felt the little life I had in me leaving my body.

What?!

TBC