Chapter Fifteen
Iwalked down the hallowed halls of the society, cloaked in black and incredibly ominous. It had been a week since the showdown in the streets of Galway and nothing had happened, just a lot of dead bodies sent back to their families.
But I knew this was the only way.
They couldn’t control us this way, it just wasn’t fucking fair. I knew the day I died, they would come for my child like they did for me when Finneas died and I wasn’t okay with that.
No one would touch my child, not that the child existed yet anyway.
But still, no one would go near my child.
The doors opened and I was immediately met with a room full of men in black suits, all immaculate as usual, and not a sound. This was the room where they tried to intimidate you and hell, it fucking worked. You could speak, but no one did. It just added to the allure of this place and why it was so fucking secret.
Everyone was too scared to speak.
The inner doors opened and I was ushered through them by two men who I hadn’t seen before, until I stood in front of the one man I did know here.
The one who had recruited me when I was all but a child, when I was unsure of everything happening in my life.
The one who had basically branded me and called me his bitch. His old creepy smile held a certain sense of impending doom to it, but I didn’t let it phase me.
“Lorcan,” he said, his voice croaking as if he hadn’t spoken in some time. “It’s been some time since you’ve visited us here. What brings you on such a journey at such a perilous time for your family?”
He was luring me in.
I could see it in his eyes, and it occurred to me that perhaps he had been the one to mastermind the takeover, deploying his minions to hurt me. He was a stickler for the rules, after all.
“It is that,” I replied. “However, I have left my estate in quite remarkable hands, Master.”
He nodded, acknowledging the title he had bestowed on himself and that which we must call him as a show of respect.
“What brings you here?”
“You must know that given everything that has occurred, I would have pieced things together and those pieces all lead directly here.”
His smile was getting bigger, because he realised I wasn’t here to bow down to him. I was here to do something you weren’t allowed to do and he wanted me to do something to allow him to kill me.
It was in their rules.
It was told to us until our ears bled, long before we were branded with our membership tattoo.
Nothing is truly ours, it can be taken, and if you do not bow down, you will be taken out.
I ignored the last couple of yearly event invitations to a party they held here. They were sex parties with anonymous people and at the end of it, they killed all the guests so nothing ever got out. It was a gore fest, and it wasn’t what I was about.
But even if it wasn’t what you wanted, you still went.
It was an unspoken rule.
The Onyx had a lot of rules, and I was more of a rule breaker.
“Are you accusing us of something, Lorcan?”
I looked him dead in the eyes. “Yes, Master, I am.”
He put his glass down and looked at me as if he had wanted this to happen, like he’d expected it. A rap on the door behind me alerted him to his runners coming to speak to him. His smile died when he realised they looked a little confused.
“What have you brought me?” he asked, sternly.
“She…”
One of them looked up at me, because he knew. He knew I had outsmarted the Master and this wasn’t going to end well for him.
“Ahhh,” I played into the game about to unfold. “Do you mean to tell me you didn’t find my woman to bring here to use against me?”
Both of the runners looked at me in shock, before the Master spluttered in his arrogance. “Leave us!”
They ran outside, unsure of what to do next, the door closing behind them.
“It looks like I’ve outsmarted the Master, haven’t I, Leon?”
The look of complete evil that came across his face as I called him by his name was present enough, but I had more for him.
“So you think you’ve outsmarted me, little boy. I know you. I’ve trained you. Do you believe you’ll be able to leave Amsterdam without my knowledge? You’re both as good as dead.”
I didn’t respond. It would annoy him to not get a reaction out of me. The last time he saw me, I was a scared little boy, needing guidance and a helping hand and he had extorted me for good will.
“You left her alone, she will find your corpse before she can leave here. Either way, the O’Farrell dynasty is dead.”
“I don’t think so,” I heard her angelic voice say as she appeared from behind the mask he forced the women who serve us to wear. She removed the cloak and threw the mask down on top of it, barring the doors with a poker through the handles before she came to stand beside me. “I really was hoping he would ask where I was. I had a whole entrance thing planned out.”
“Next time,” I smirked at her, loving how playful she could be. I had my doubts that she would be able to pull this off. She wasn’t dark like me, but she’d seen some real shit and after I’d told her what I was going to do, she wanted in. She didn’t want to leave my side and in that moment, I knew I’d found her.
The one.
The one they all talked about.
The one that you would share a part of your soul with.
And damn if she wasn’t the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.
“What? You believe I will go easily?”
“Not at all,” I replied to Leon. “I just didn’t want you to suspect anything, you know. Catch you at your worst and all that. The one thing you never expected was for me to double cross you through someone else. You thought I wouldn’t be able to hand over the reins to someone else to take your life, and that’s your downfall.”
He made a move to grab his blade out of his holster, but he was unable to pull it free. He clutched at his throat, gurgling as he looked to the glass Bridget had filled and then back up at us as his knees gave out.
“Don’t worry Leon, they’ll never find your body, and this little society you built…it’ll be gone in the morning. I bet you didn’t think this was going to happen by little Lorcan O’Farrell, the boy you groomed into becoming his father.”
He tried to speak but all that came out of his mouth was foam and what looked like puss.
“Ew,” Bridget said. “Gross.”
“I do believe a job well done is in order.”
Bridget wrapped her arms around my neck and I lifted her with ease so she could wrap those legs around my waist, her heels pushing my butt in so my cock grazed over her sensitive parts.
“Minx,” I whispered into her hair that smelled of strawberries and champagne.
Intoxicating.
That’s what she was.
Fucking intoxicating. I’d spend my life drunk if it meant I could have her.
The members outside were trying to get in, the poker in the door wouldn’t hold all night.
“Looks like we don’t have a lot of time,” she smirked at me as I leaned her against the wall, lifting the edges of her skirt above her ass. “How fast can you get the job done?”
“Oh baby girl, I wouldn’t dream of doing anything fast with you,” I said, sucking in her flesh on her neck and grazing my teeth over it as she hissed in response. “They can wait.”
And wait they would until I devoured my woman after we just took out our number one enemy. A new dawn has risen, and we no longer need to fear our future.