Holding on to you

All good thing must end

However, there was just one problem; I couldn't ever let him know who the father of my children was. Mik was turning more than a few heads in the crime world. Everyone knew that he was looking for a Jessica Shay and that he wasn't opposed to killing anyone who got in his way to find her.

The call him the Angel of Death, he takes a life with no mercy, not caring that there are people who will suffer from his death spree. But what Mik didn't know was that Jessica Shay was dead, I killed her the moment I left Ohio, and in her place, was Willa Parrish; and Willa Parrish is a woman who'd do anything if it meant protecting her children and herself, even becoming the wife of a mob boss's son.

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Kinsley's P.O.V

The reason I'm here is because of him, I chose this stupid college because of him, so there just no way I'm letting him end up with another girl.

I've been here for two months now, trying to work up the courage to confront him, but like an idiot, I always back out at the last minute. However, I was not going to back out tonight, and I sure as hell wasn't going to let him take Stacey what's her face to bed.

I watched from the corner of the room as he got piss faced drunk, Stacey was sitting on his lap kissing his neck as he shamelessly fingered her in front of all of his friends.

The few good friends that I'd managed to make in this hell hole were all off dancing with their boyfriends. I stayed on the sofa that was filled with pathetic loners like myself. A few of the drunk idiots had already asked me to dance but, I wasn't here to get drunk and f**k any of these losers, I was here to pay my brother back for killing my mother.

I smiled to myself; I couldn't wait to see the look on my brother's face when I finally do decide to see him, and who I'll be coming home with.

The music was loud, but I still heard Stacey when she threw her head back and cried out from the orgasm he just gave her. The guys around them started laughing, and I couldn't help but crush the empty red cup that was in my hand. He gave Stacey a satisfied look before he roughly took her lips with his, there was utterly no shame in his movement as his hand once again made its way under her hooker skirt.

More than a few of the guys surrounding them stop what they were doing to look. Liking the attention that they were getting, he lifted one of Stacey's legs higher and pushed the other one apart, exposing her to the others. A part of me felt sick that he would treat her like that, but another part smiled because the whore deserved it for being a mega bitch to everyone. I looked around to see if anyone else in the house party was watching them, but they were all too busy getting drunk and f**ked themselves. And besides, no one was brave or stupid enough to tell any of them to stop. Everyone knew that they ruled the campus, and to be invited in their circle is either a pleasure or a world of hurt. I got up from the loner sofa and moved a bit closer, but making sure to stay out of sight because I wasn't quite ready for him to see me as yet.

His hand moved from fingering her and circled her breast, which he pulled from her bra. Either she didn't care that he had her exposed to everyone, or she was piss face drunk herself. Her legs were still spread, and Austin Wells, the leader of their circle, stuck three of his fingers into his mouth, wetting them before shoving them inside of her.

She jerked back, breaking the kiss. Her face was a flood of confusion when she saw that Austin was the one with his fingers inside of her. She started pulling away, but he held her face, forcing her to look at him, whiles Austin continued his assault on her body.

"What's the matter Stacey, I thought you wanted to feel what it's like to be f**ked by one of us?"

Stacey looked scared, but as she opened her mouth to speak Austin pushed another finger inside of her, which caused her to cry out instead. I couldn't decide whether it was from pleasure or pain.