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drariellevalentine · 4 years

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Medically Inevitable

Chapter 13- Surprising Scenerio

Characters:- Arielle Valentine, Ethan Ramsey, Liam Mercado, Ava Day, Sienna Trinh, Elijah Greene, Bryce Lahela, Danny Cardinal

Pairing:- Ethan Ramsey x Arielle Valentine

Warnings:- Slight angst, PTSD

Arielle’s PoV:-

You’re woke up by a loud thud sound. “Huh!” You sit up and rub your eyes until they adjust to the very little sunlight streaming from the windows.

“Well look who’s up!” You would know this voice anywhere. Looking around, memories of last night slowly recollect in your head when you spot her.

“Ava!” You’re one step away from engulfing her in a bear hug when you remember she’s pregnant.

“So I see Liam’s let the cat out of the bag, huh?”, she laughs as she wraps you carefully in a hug. “You of all people should know it’s safe to hug pregnant women.”

You snort out of laughter. “Says the woman who has an MD in gynaecology.”, you retort. Both of you giggle. “Oh, it’s sooo good to see you Ava! It’s been so long! Way too long that you didn’t tell me one, you’re engaged and two, you’re pregnant!”

“I see the two of you have gotten acquainted already.” Both of you give him a look.

“Need I remind you that Arielle was the one who introduced us? We were best friends way back.”, Ava says.

“Ok, I get the point. It’s obviously not a fight I’m going to win with my fiancée and my childhood best friend against me!”, he says raising his hand in mock surrender as he heads inside.

“We need to catch up sometime! I would love to right now but I have work in about…”, you scan the room for a clock, “...an hour. Shit, an hour! I have to go!”, you say.

“Residency’s kicking your ass, isn’t it? Don’t worry, it’s kicking mine too!”, she replies.

“Anyways, what are you doing here in Boston? I asked Liam but he was all”- You gesture your hands wildly.

She laughs. “I’ll tell you, on one condition.”

“What?”

“Brunch.”

“I have work.” You give her a look as she rolls her eyes. “I see pregnancy hasn’t changed your personality one bit.”, you joke.

“I meant later this week, what do you say?”

You smirk, “I’ll have to check my schedule.”

“You’re not the only one who’s an intern, you know that right?”

“I know! I’ll call you, I promise!”, you say as you gather your things.

“In one month or two?”, she pokes.

“Okay, that’s just unfair. It was one time!”, you retort as you slip on your shoes.

“Where are you going already?” You turn around to see Liam dressed in work attire.

“She has work in an hour. Don’t worry, I made her promise to meet us for brunch later.”, Ava says.

“In a year or two?”, Mark asks sarcastically.

“Ughhh…. not you too!” All three of you laugh.

“Did you even eat anything?”, Liam asks.

“Nope, I’ll get something on the way.”, you reply.

“Nuh uh, sit your ass down. I’ll make you a breakfast bagel.”, Liam says.

“But”-

“Nope, you’re eating or else I’m not giving you your car keys.” You turn around to see your rose gold car keys dangling from Ava’s finger.

“Hey! I’m late for work and my boss is going to kill me!”, you say as a certain someone crosses your mind.

“Ooh! Who’s your boss?! ….is he hot?”, Ava asks with a smirk. You feel a slight blush settling on your cheeks.

“Ava! I’m right here!”

“Oh please, we’ve already established that you’re the only man in my life. Well maybe one of two…”, Ava says as she gestures to her stomach.

“Okay, now sit down, Arielle. I know you can’t resist my breakfast bagels. And I’m sure you need an aspirin for that hangover….”

One delicious bagel later, you’re in the locker room at Edenbrook with Sienna, Bryce and Elijah.

“So where’d you run off to yesterday?”, Elijah asks.

“Wait, she didn’t go back with you guys?”, Bryce asks.

“Nope!”, Sienna replies.

“I stayed at Liam’s house last night, and no Bryce.”, you respond as you grab your towel and shower gel.

“No to what? I didn’t even ask a question!”, Bryce asks.

“Exactly, keep your mouth shut.”, you reply while slipping into the shower. After pulling on a pair of scrubs, you head towards the nurses’ station.

“Hey Arielle, here for the PITA’s tests?”, Danny asks.

“Huh? Who’s PITA?”, you ask.

“PITA is a name the nurses gave Mr. Platt. It stands for pain in the ass.”, he says as she laughs.

You groan. “Ugh, you’re right about that. That man just loves to call my credentials in question! If he wasn’t a patient, I would just”-

“Woah, woah, woah. Take a chill pill. Heard that Dr. Ramsey assigned you this case, wouldn’t want to blow it if I were you.”, he says as he hands you the tests.

“God, nurses are like spies these days. They seem to know everything!”

You look through the test results as you walk up to Mr. Platt’s room.

“Damnit! These are negative too! Ughhhh…”

You take a deep breath before entering Nigel's room. You fake a smile as you enter.

"Good morning Mr.Pl-" you start to say as nicely as possible before he interrupts.

"Know what's wrong with me?" He asks angrily.

"No, not yet," you say sympathetically, " You recent tests came back negative as well."

"This is absurd," he burps, " I’m calling consumer affairs. I'll have you demoted before you can blink!”, he rudely barks at you. Your anger is starting to flare.

“Keep your cool, Arielle. He’s still a patient.”, you say to yourself.

"Why don't you get some rest while I figure out how to help you, Mr. Platt?" You reply as nicely as you can.

"Why don't you send someone worth listening to?", he says. The utter disrespect in his voice makes you want to sock him in the jaw. But instead, gritting your teeth you walk out of the room.

"Turn the A/C down while you are at it, will you?" He calls out from behind but you decide not to shout back, your hands curling into fists.

You make your way towards Dr. Ramsey's office. Your steps are slow and unsure as you question your abilities.

“Maybe father was right? After all, he always believed I wouldn’t be able to help people, at least in this way.”

You shake your head, as a futile attempt to throw the self-doubts outside your head. Bad memories surface, past fights and conversations arise. Words repeat again and again until you find it hard to breathe.

“Damn it!” Taking a few deep breaths to center yourself, you continue to his office.

“Come on, Arielle. You are capable of anything. You’ve come this far. What’s one patient?”, you try and convince yourself. That's when you spot Ethan. Anger boils up inside you, seeing his nonchalant face look over charts, assigning you this case for “a reason”? And when you ask, “figure it out”! What the hell does that mean?! You need answers, everything else can wait.

So you run up to him. "Dr. Ramsey, we need to talk!”, you voice louder than you expected.

“Yes?”, he asks with a questioning look, surprisingly ignoring your raised voice.

You steel yourself. “Mr. Platt is rude, belligerent and always questioning my credits. I would like to be taken off of this case.”

He looks at you for a second, straight in your eyes and says, “No.”

You’re taken aback, completely forgetting that you’re talking to your boss. “What?!”, you gawk.

“No. What part of that did you not understand?” Without waiting for your reply, he swiftly steps into his office and closes the door in your face. The anger gets to you, and against all common sense you pull open the the door and storm into his office. Ethan’s face betrays him, portraying his imminent shock.

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

“I’m trying to know why you’ve assigned me this case!”, you say a little loudly.

“I already told you to figure it out.”, he says coldly.

“Well I tried but the only reason I came up with is that it’s a joke.”, you say completely burnt out.

His face turns deadly serious. “Do I look like someone who uses patients as a joke?”

“Well I don’t know! It feels like you’re punishing me!”

His face is slightly red as he suddenly gets up, his chair tumbling down to the floor. “And why would I punish you, for God’s sake?”, he asks as he takes long strides towards you.

“I don’t know, maybe because you enjoy it!!”, you shout completely out of your mind.

"You need to keep your personal feelings sperate from your professional life, Dr. Valentine." He shouts, hurting you more.

He doesn't even let you say anything, " I'd think very carefully before you say something to embarrass yourself even more." He slams his hand on his desk.

You can feel tears welling in your eyes, you close your eyes for a second in a attempt to make them stay there.

"Would I be saying anything that wasn't true?" Anger can be still hinted in your voice. "You told me you have me that awful patient for a reason! But you won't tell me what the reason is! You won't even take me off the case! Why?"

"Because I assigned you to the case to challenge you! To push you!" His voice bellows.

"To push me?" You let out a humorless laugh. " To push me to what?" You shout.

"To be the best doctor you can be."

"I selected you for a reason. I selected you because I saw something special in your application."

All the wind is knocked out of you. Shock and embarrassment taking your anger‘s place." Wait… you selected me?"

"Yes. It was my evaluation that got you matched here. I believed I saw someone who could be truly great," he says his voice filled with disappoinment.

"It's very rare that I am wrong, Rookie. But I'm willing to admit when I am," he paused," And I was wrong about you.”

“I was wrong about you…”, the phrase triggers something in your mind, it being played on a loop inside your head.

The words are like acid poured on you, making memories surface, memories which you buried deep inside you a long time ago.

Your father’s voice takes over your mind. “I thought you were mature, and understood the importance of what I’m talking about! Turns out, you are just a disgrace to this family. I had such high hopes for you, but I was wrong about you. Don’t ever tell anybody that you’re apart of this family, you’ll bring nothing but shame and bad luck to this family. After all, ever since you were born everything went downhill…” The words your father spoke, each feeling like a knife embedded deep inside your heart, are playing in your head again and again. You shout, not being able to take it anymore.

Ethan’s PoV:-

Seething, you look to your side seeing the young resident gasp as she takes in the shocking information you just relayed. You’re about to shout again when instead you turn around, pinching the bridge of your nose and sigh. You turn around, ready to reprimand her when you notice her pale face. She’s on her knees, hands around herself in a protective way and having a difficult time to breathe.

“Fuck!” You bound towards her calling her name but she doesn’t hear you. Her small whispers turn into agonised shouts.

“No, no, no, no! Stop! Please, no!”

You sink down to your knees and try to calm her down. “Arielle, look at me…Arielle!” She finally looks up, violet eyes wide and breath ragged.

“Listen to me. To my voice. I want you to take a deep breath, five times.” She nods and tries to take a breath.

“That’s it. In and out, five times.” Her breathing and heart rate start to normalise when you notice your pulse racing. As she collects herself, your mind puts the pieces together. You lead her to the small loveseat in your office and hand her a bottle of water.

“...you’re suffering from PTSD, aren’t you?”, you ask.

“I was. My last attack was 4 years back.”, she replies softly, the usual melodic tone of her voice completely gone without a trace.

“4 years? Then why”-

“My last attack was when I had gotten a really bad score on one of my midterms because I was sick. Luckily, my professor allowed me to retake the test though. The attacks started after the big fight with my father. Sometimes I would feel like whatever my father said was right or sometimes events would instigate it but they haven’t happened for a while.”

“So why suddenly now?”, you ask.

”I’ve just been feeling a little unsure of myself, with the fellowship competition and Naveen… All the tension probably just built up…”

You nod. “Residency can be stressful, especially the first year.” Suddenly she looks around and abruptly gets up. You realise you’ve been holding her.

“Uh, I should get going. My lunch break is almost over.”

“You should.” You walk towards your desk to pick up another one of Naveen’s tests when suddenly Arielle swivels around, almost colliding with you.

“Sorry! I didn’t know you were behind me…” She stutters. “Um…uh I just wanted to uh.. thank you. So, thank you, Dr. Ramsey.” You look down, her violet irises cauciously peering into yours. Her face slightly tilts upward as her perfectly pink lips slighly apart. You stare at her eyes, like inevitable magnets, attracting you even closer when her pager suddenly beeps, pulling both of you back into reality.

Her eyes widen as her cheeks turn a shade of pink. She says something extremely rapid which you can’t make out as she rushes out the door. You slump down in your desk chair, raking a hand through your hair.

“Damn it…”

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Authors’ Note:- Hey everyone! So, you guys are going to hate us even more cause guess what?! We’re going on a two-week break! Aurora has exams and I just finished mine (well, I when I post this I would have) and we found it convenient cause it’s a cliffhanger...of a sort. But don’t worry, we will be posting Character Moodboards and Aesthetics for all the characters and pairings instead for the next two weeks so stay tuned for that!

Let us know if you want to be added to my taglist!

Love,

@drariellevalentine 😘

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xxrainbow-princessxx · 4 years

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The Return - Leo x Isabella (TRR/TRH AU)

Can Leo get to Isabella and the kids in time?

Chapter list:

Chapter 1: Enough

Chapter 2: Homeward Bound

Chapter 3: Band of Brothers

Chapter 4 Dearest Sympathies

Chapter 5: No Expectations

Chapter 6: Line of Succession

Chapter 7: Unspoken Truths

Chapter 8: Family Ties

Find links for previous chapters here!

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Trigger warning: Violence, death, premonition of death, sexual innuendo, swearing

Isabella struggled against Barthelemy’s guards to break free, running across to Natalia and Alessandra who were petrified. Stroking their faces, Isabella tried her hardest to hide her true emotion; she was just as scared as them but she couldn’t let her children down, “it’s ok... it’s ok...” she nervously smiled, her eyes darting to check them over visually from head to toe “Where’s Nico?” Isabella whispered but the girls didn’t speak, their hazel green eyes reflected their fear. Isabella wasted no time bringing them into a tight hug as she had to think fast, “Mama’s here... I got you...” Taking a deep breath, Isabella bit down onto her lip as she stood tall once again, placing her children behind her, “What is this all in aid of?” Isabella shouted as it echoed through the quiet throne room, with one hand holding her children behind her, her other hand gesticulated wildly, “Why are you doing all of this?!” Barthelemy simply laughed, “My dear... it’s simple... The Sons of Earth never could in a million years take over our wonderful Cordonia alone... each generation would bring its own obstacles and tribulations...” he smiled evilly towards his niece, “... but when your divorce was announced, Laurentia would make our base even more powerful and prophetic. With me as our leader...” Barthelemy’s brow raised, “We would become unstoppable in our defeat of the Rys bloodline...” The roar of the thugs he used to infiltrate the Laurentian Palace filled the room of joyous chanting, “...and unfortunately for you my darling niece... you also have become a part of that bloodline...” Barthelemy’s eyes darkened, glittering with a madness Isabella could only describe as horrific, “Please...” she begged, “Please spare the children... they have not done anything to deserve this!” Barthelemy began to walk towards Isabella before he looked over her shoulder towards the twins grinning cruelly “Maybe they can join Camille and Nicolás in our new world... we always need a few... spares in case it doesn’t work out...” Isabella’s eyes narrowed, her dark chocolate brown eyes darkening as she spat at him, “Give him back you fucking piece of shit!!”

Wiping his cheek, Barthelemy’s nostrils flared with rage, “You insolent bitch!” as he slapped Isabella across the face angrily screaming, “You will not disrespect me!” The Royal guards were in a political stalemate as Barthelemy made his claim to the throne, their pledge to protect the Crown at all costs left them divided but as Isabella fell to the ground, Barthelemy glared at all in the room, “One step... take one fucking step and you’ll not leave this room alive!” He kneeled down, lifting her head by her dark, mahogany curls, addressing the young Queen menacingly, Barthelemy grinned with an evil smile, “You’re lucky I only need to keep you alive for a few more days... and to think...” he goaded her, “I sent you flowers, this is how you repay my courtesy... Obviously your parents didn’t teach you manners...” pointing to a random guard, Barthelemy clicked his tongue, “Take them out of here as we begin our ascension into greatness!” Isabella’s dark, chocolate brown eyes glared with rage as the guard attempted to pull her arm, “Get off of me!” she screeched, her eyes narrowing angrily, “You’ll regret that!” The Sons of Earth guard simply laughed, “I somehow don’t think so...” as he pressed a gun to her spine, “Time to go...” he sneered as Isabella reluctantly gave into his threats, holding Alessandra and Natalia close to her. Looking over her shoulder, Isabella’s dark mahogany curls bounced as she took a final glance at her Uncle. With her cheeks sucked in, and a brow raised, the young Queen stared at him momentarily until she was pushed out of the throne room and escorted to the holding cells held in the catecombs. Isabella’s temper was renowned, but at that very moment she vowed if they made it through this, Barthelemy would burn for this.

“Shhhii...” Jimena’s eyes widened as she reached over Matthew’s mouth to stop him from speaking; both of them staring helplessly through the vents into the Palace’s throne room. Jimena glared at him, her voice barely a whisper as she spoke, “Shut up...” before her gaze returned to the room watching those still in attendance. Taking her phone, she began to briefly record Barthelemy and his army’s chanting, panning left and right. “We need to get out of here...” she muttered quietly, “We need to get to the Parliament building...” Matthew looking more and more confused as Jimena began to rummage through the lockers. With a satisfied smile, she turned to Matthew holding a guards uniform, “Hurry up and get changed...” Matthew raised his brow as he was handed the garment bag but knew better to question her. The Queen’s lady in waiting terrified him as Jimena stared him down, “What are you waiting for?” Her dark almond eyes narrowed, “...A standing ovation? Hurry up before we get caught!” She was bossy to the point it could be construed as rude and like an arrow, straight to the point. Folding her arms, Jimena pursed her lips as Matthew undressed, “I would like to not die today thank you...” stripping himself from his light grey suit, Matthew draped himself in the military regalia before Jimena moved forward placing the military cap on his golden head, “Much better...” she cooed as her hands delicately dusted off his broad shoulders, “Now follow me...”

As the Cordonian Royal jet landed in a disused aerodrome, Leo, Liam and Drake embarked immediately to a waiting vehicle. During the flight, Leo and Liam called in as many favours as possible to veil their arrival into the Kingdom, working with their neighbouring countries to free up their air space, allowing them to pass freely and undetected. Leo was well aware of the situation he found himself in. Not only was Barthelemy attempting to take over, there would be defiance in rank. “Your Majesty...” Javier smiled as he pressed down on the accelerator, “Welcome home...” Leo could only chuckle as he patted his trusted confidante’s shoulder, “You’re a sight for sore eyes Javier...” before he handed Leo an iPad, “This is the latest we received from Jimena...” The three men huddled around to watch the blurry video, moving back and forth as they tried to analyse it. “Your Royal Majesties... we also have news...” Liam and Leo immediately rose their heads, eyes widening with anticipation, “The Princesses are fine, they are with the Queen for now... but...” Leo and Liam’s hearts began to sink, there always had to be something, “...Prince Nicolás has been taken alongside Princess Camille but they are safe for now...”

Leo could feel his blood beginning to boil, his face reddening as he tried to contain his anger. “Leo... he’s ok...” Javier continued, “...the children are with the maids, no harm will come to them...” Leo glanced at Liam momentarily who felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, his daughter, his little Camille was so close he could almost feel her in his arms again. Liam sat stoically looking out the window as they drove to Parliament to meet the others. Barthelemy would regret the day he had taken her from Liam and Sienna and Liam was going to make sure that he felt every ounce of pain he had for months. “Li...” Drake quietly questioned as Leo and Javier we’re discussing the next course of action, “You ok?” Liam turned to Drake as Leo and Javier continued their conversation quietly murmuring, “How can he be so calm?!” Drake rolled his eyes to the left as Leo spoke tactics, “Li... he’s fighting for his family... his life... he knows he can’t be distracted from that...” Liam slowly bit down on his lower lip, “Drake...” he whispered, “I’m terrified... and I just pray to God my brother knows what he’s doing...” With his shaggy dark hair, Drake nodded as he reached out to grasp Liam’s arm to comfort him, “Li... he’s not the same Leo you grew up with; this has never been about him - it’s been about you. He is risking his own life to get Camille back...” Drake implored, “...without him, we’d still be searching...” With a sullen nod, Liam reluctantly agreed, he knew Drake was right but he couldn’t help but wonder what else was in it for Leo? He couldn’t have changed that much.

“Get you hands off of me!” Isabella’s nostrils flared as she struggled in the guards grip before lifting her foot and ramming her stiletto heel into his leg, the guard winced and clenched his teeth before grabbing her by the hair, “You fucking bitch!” he spat, “I can’t wait for them to fucking execute you and that husband of yours soon enough!” Isabella took a deep breath as she tried so hard not to scream out in pain but she barked back, “My husband wouldn’t even be allowed to speak to me like that!” Forcefully throwing her into one of the cells, the guard chuckled to himself as Isabella fell forward, caught by her two daughters, “Well guess what Your Majesty? Your husband ain’t here! Now be good girls and for once, do as you are told!” With two whimpering children and the metal door locking behind them, Isabella held Alessandra and Natalia as tight as she could, biting her tongue watching carefully as the guard walk off laughing to himself throwing the keys up and down in his hands. “Mi querida... mi querida...” she mumbled as her voice trembled, “It’s going to be ok... don’t listen to that crazy man... this is all...” she tried to smile, “...just a big mistake and Javier will get us out of here... I promise”

Alessandra and Natalia’s hazel green eyes glistened as they looked at one another quietly, “...mama?” Natalia squeezed her mother’s hand tightly, “mama... I’m scared... where’s papa?” Isabella blinked back tears as she brought her daughters closer, “Don’t be scared my beautiful girl... your father once he knows about this he will not...” she brushed the loose tendrils of her daughter’s chestnut brown hair from her face, “...he will not let a strand on either of your perfect little heads be touched, not by anyone... ok?” Each of them nuzzled into Isabella shoulders as they cried, struggling to understand what was going on. Their cries echoed throughout the dark, cold cells as Isabella rocked them back and forth to try to comfort them. She began to sing to them “Bailaba la niña alegre, en una noche estrellada. Movíase al son del aire, bajo la luna de plata. ¡Cómo bailaba la niña! ¡Cómo la niña bailaba!” She sang this song to her children every night before they went to sleep. “Cómo la niña bailaba...” she whispered as they sat in the darkness, only each other for heat and comfort.

Sucking in his cheeks, Leo proudly marched himself into Parliament, his sea green eyes scanned the room as he saw the Laurentian military gathered and standing to attention as he, Drake and Liam walked into the room. The crowd bowed as Javier stood next to him, “¡Atención!” he bellowed, “His Royal Highness, King Leo... The Queen and Royal family are still in the Laurentian Palace; we must fight together to reinstate normality...” Leo raised his hand stopping Javier in his tracks, “Sorry my friend... if I may?” Javier nodded as Leo addressed the many factions of military gathered, “I know I have no right to request; but my wife, your Queen and my children are under that roof. My wife has dedicated her life to you all, our daughters and son will do the same. This coup has came to our shores because of a self fulfilling prophecy embarked upon by those who were fantasists... Cordonian militants who I am ashamed to have called family once upon a time and have desecrated our home. I stand before you as a husband and a father to ask for your help to overthrow this madness...” Leo stood proud and tall as the military dropped to their knee pledging their allegiance. “For King and Queen!” their chants filled the Parliament building as Leo looked over his shoulder towards Drake and Liam winking at them as he smiled.

To blend in, all three Cordonian men were dressed in the same green military uniform as the others. Leo and Javier stood side by side as they reviewed the blueprints of the Laurentian Palace surrounded by Generals, Admirals and Royal Guard Commanders. “We make use of blocking the tunnel system as much as we can...” Leo’s voice was strong and authoritative, “The tunnels run from the Palace directly to here. The airforce and navy teams can help block off these tunnels, and work with the coast guard to review the ports...” Leo pointed towards the blueprint, “The army will surround the Palace as the marines and Royal guard will clear the entrances... allowing smaller factions of the army to follow behind... the main priority is to find the Queen and children to ensure their safety... the youngest according ton intelligence states they are with the maids, so should still be in the nursery...” The men gathered around the table nodded in agreement to the plan until they were interrupted by the banging against the Parliament Chamber door. Leo’s sea green eyes flickered to a shade of blue as he raised his brow before nodding allowing the heavy reinforced door to be opened. Jimena and Matthew stood with their hands raised as hundreds of rifles were pointed in their direction until Leo called them to a halt. The Laurentian lady in waiting was not pleased, her lips pursed as she confronted Leo, “Took you long enough!” Jimena barked as Leo chuckled, “I can’t teleport...” he looked over her shoulder and smiled towards the Englishman stood behind her, “New boyfriend?” Jimena bit down and tried her hardest not to giggle, “No... this is Lord Devereaux... Isabella’s lawyer...” Leo’s smile wavered as he looked the English Nobleman up and down, “I see...” he replied dryly, “Your services Lord Devereaux... are no longer required...”

#TheRoyalRomance #Choices #Leo x Isabella #King Liam #Drake Walker #King Leo #Playchoices #Trr #TRH #Choices fanfiction

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axwalker · 4 years

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The Trade 7

Synopsis: Liam is running for Cordonia’s presidency. To assure his victory, Constantine makes an arraignment behind his back for him to marry the rich ambassador’s daughter: Alexis O’Brien. Due to her father’s threats, she has no other option that seduce Liam and make him fall in love with her. But what does she really feel? (AU)

Pairings: LiamxMC DrakexMC

Warnings: I love drama and chaos so this will probably get a bit dark. In this chapter there is mention of rape, if you get triggered by this issue, don’t hesitate to send me a message and I’ll be glad to explain what happens without reading it.

Please note that this is my first series and English is not my first language. I really love ALL kinds of feedback. Don’t hesitate to comment!

Disclaimer: Some of the dialogues and settings as well as most of the characters belong to Pixelberry (except for Alexis O’Brien and her evil father George O’Brien). I also used a line from Grey’s Anatomy that really made me think about Drake.

To catch up: Masterlist

Thanks to @of-course-i-went-to-hartfeld for being my incredible beta reader and always being there to answer my questions and her support, to @burnsoslow for helping with the first part of this episode, it was very difficult to write. and to @mskaneko for the beautiful edit of Drake and Alexis in the mood-board (I can’t stop looking at it) ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

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The debutant’s ball was all Sienna O’Brien could think about. She adored her granddaughter and was absolutely proud to present her to her high society friends. Alexis was a smart, poised and beautiful young woman; Sienna couldn’t understand why her son had been adamant to send her to that French boarding school. The old woman admired how the sunny fifteen-year-old girl managed to make everyone around her happy. It was a miracle considering her father’s coldness and her mother’s inattention. Sienna knew that deep down, Elena loved her daughter but after years of living with George, she had become a ghost of herself, always drunk or heavily medicated. It all broke her heart, so when George took some interest in Alexis’ date to the ball, the old woman felt almost happy thinking that her son might love his daughter after all. They had finally agreed that she was going to be escorted by Bradford Davenport III, the son of a wealthy and renowned businessman. Alexis couldn’t believe her luck, Brad was extremely handsome and, even if she didn’t go to his school, she knew he was the most popular boy there; that all the girls at the cotillion wanted to be escorted by him. According to her grandmother, he was a true gentleman; the heir of a very good family. Even her father was pleased with the choice. The young girl had learned a long time ago not to seek his approval, but she was thrilled to get it when she could. As the date of the ball approached, Alexis was so excited about it that she had tried her white gown a hundred times and rehearsed more different hairstyles that she would ever admit. She felt like a princess.

Finally, the day had arrived. It had started as a dream. Brad was certainly good-looking and could dance perfectly, spinning her all over the dancefloor while he made her laugh. He took care of her, making sure she always had something to drink and he didn’t leave her side for a second. The adults left the ball early so he promised her father that he would drive her before 1 o’clock. Alexis was feeling too drunk, so she asked him to take her home at midnight. They hopped in the backseat of the car, so she could recover a little before getting back. Brad gave her a soft kiss that made Alexis feel like she was floating. Emboldened by her response he kissed her again, harder this time. Then he went further and grabbed her by her waist knowing that she was almost out of it after all the alcohol he had given her. Brad was convinced that she desired it as much as he did. After a few seconds of kissing her she started to resist him, she didn’t want this, her first time had to be special, not in the backseat of a car. Alexis could smell the alcohol in his breath, feel his sweat, and his hands everywhere. She tried to fight against him, but she wasn’t a match for him. He didn’t want to listen to her cries or see her tears. He ripped her dress and after he took what he wanted, he drove her home."

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Alexis had woken up happy and excited. The moment she had spent with Drake gazing the stars had been incredible. He was all she had imagined, behind that brooding and strong façade hid a sensitive man and she couldn’t deny any longer the indescribable power he had over her. She shivered remembering his touch when he held her hand and the warmth emanating from his body when he had hugged her after she had almost fallen.

It had been the first time in her life that she had felt completely safe.

Suddenly, she thought about Liam, and a pang of overwhelming guilt replaced the excitement. Alexis knew what a good man he was, but now she was sure she would never love him back. Maybe Liam’s interest in her was simple infatuation, but she didn’t want to make him suffer. The seed of a solution started to grow in her mind, it was a long shot but maybe if she asked him for help, he would do it. She would have to arrange a meeting and make him understand that it was in his own son’s best interest.

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Constantine decided to wait for George’s daughter in the breakfast room.

“Good Morning, Alexis.” He smiled politely pointing to the seat across the table so she’d sit. “How can I help you?”

“I need to ask you for something” She didn’t have the energy to be polite anymore. “It’s not for me, it’s for your own son, but maybe this is not the best place to talk.” She paused looking around her

“Don’t worry, the staff won’t bother us. I ordered them to leave us alone when you called.”

“I wanted to talk about Liam, about what you and my father are trying to make me do to him.” She sighed trying to compose herself. “Please Constantine, think about your son. He’s an amazing man, he deserves a woman who loves him. I’m not, or never will be, that woman.” She stopped talking to gauge his reaction. “I know you made a deal with my father but I’m sure you can continue without me. If you tell him you don’t need me, he will let me go-”

He interrupted her smirking “Oh, but I do need you, Alexis. First, because as you can see the press is already starting to associate the two of you as a couple.” He showed her the paper he was reading with pictures of her and Liam at the Masquerade ball and paparazzi’s photos of their date at the Mexican restaurant. “That was brilliant by the way, taking him to such a poor place, they’re presenting him as the people’s candidate.” She rolled her eyes as he continued, “but I’m digressing. I also need you as a guarantee that your father will complete his part of the bargain.”

She couldn’t help but snicker at him. “If you are thinking to use me as leverage, you’re sorely mistaken, Constantine. You can be sure, that if my father thinks is in his best interest to throw me under a bus, he would be driving that bus himself. Having me does not give you any advantage.”

“I’m not going to discuss this any further with you. If you’re having doubts about my son because is too soon just give it time” He stood behind Alexis putting his hands on her bare shoulders. She shuddered at the contact. “However, if it’s because there’s someone else, that could be dangerous for everyone involved. I hope you fully understand me.”

She realized how stupid she had been to believe Constantine would help her. “Yes, I do. Perfectly.” After that, she left the room, leaving the ex-president alone. He picked up the phone and called his associate number.

“George, we have a problem. I need you to control your daughter”

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Since he had met Alexis O’Brien, Liam had been feeling like a 15-year-old teenager again. He couldn’t stop thinking about her day and night, and he was really excited to start working with her on the campaign. He had read all the articles she had wrote and they had fascinated him even more.

With his heart threatening to go out of his chest, he heard the soft knock on the door and opened it.

“Hi Alexis, please, come on in.”

“Thanks, Liam.” She sat in the chair across from him. “Are you ready for me to pick your brain?”

He smiled gently “Of course. What do you need?”

She ran her hand through her hair “Well, I’d like to know more about your motivations as a candidate, about what drives you. A good speech has to reflect your personality above everything else. If it feels fake, you’ll lose the public’s trust immediately.”

“Yes, of course. Let’s see, when we met, I told you that it wasn’t until I became senator that I truly understood the value of politics” She nodded “For the campaign, I had to visit all these neighborhoods that I didn’t even know existed before. I had the chance to see real people facing problems that were completely alien to me” He sighed “There was this school we visited. There were 45 children in a class with only one teacher, and the conditions weren’t the best either: no computers, the state of the desks and chairs were deplorable, the teachers seemed completely overwhelmed by the whole situation. They were teaching, but they didn’t believe they could actually help these kids anymore” He paused again thinking “Here I was, this privileged man thinking he was living in a great country, one that gave everyone the same opportunities to go far in life, but actually ignoring everything about the people he wanted to rule. That day was the day I knew I wanted to make a change. Starting with the reform of the education’s program of Cordonia”

Alexis looked at him impressed. His passion was contagious, he had a real desire to make things better, to help others, and to improve his country. He would be an outstanding president.

“Let’s start with the anecdote and then we will move forward to explaining your education reform.” She smiled.

After a few hours exchanging ideas, they had finally written a speech draft they were equally satisfied with. They were both tired, but Liam didn’t want their time together to end so fast.

“How about we take a break before the ball?” He stood up and walk around the desk to sit on it, in front of Alexis’ chair.

Remembering the earlier conversation with Constantine, she answered trying to seem joyful “Sure! What do you have in mind?”

“There’s this amazing terrace in my room, maybe we can have a few drinks there, the view is incredible.”

Alexis' eyebrows almost touched her scalp. “Your room?”

“Hey, I’m a gentleman” He winked. “If you want me to be one of course.”

She let out a hearty laugh that almost made his heart stop. “Aren’t you smooth?” She sighed amused “Let’s go have that drink.”

Liam smiled relieved “Just give me five minutes, I have to make a call.”

Fifteen minutes later, they entered the room to access the terrace. It was magnificent. The beautiful panoramic was breathtaking, they could see the huge snowy Lythiko’s mountains, the shimmering lake that surrounded Olivia’s property, the hundreds of pines that seemed to have been planted in the snow, the wooden cabins all around the place. It felt like a Christmas fairytale. And the terrace was incredible too. Awfully sunny even in the wintery day, spacious, and luxuriously decorated. It had an outdoor couch full of beautiful cushions, and the small table in front of it was set with a rose’s bouquet, some candles, and a bucket containing a freezing bottle of champagne.

Alexis was in awe at the view. “Wow, Li. It is amazing”

“Beautiful, isn’t it? Now you see why I wanted to share it with someone.” He stood close to her, brushing her hand with his thumb

“And all of this?” She pointed at the table “You were with me the whole time”

“I have my ways,” he said grinning “and I wanted this to be magical for us”

They sat on the couch.

“You didn’t tell me if you liked it” He was looking softly at her

“Liam…” Touched by the gesture, she wasn’t sure how to answer “It’s very nice. I love red roses”

“I have to be honest with you Alexis. I’ve never really had someone I wanted so badly to please. I feel like I would do anything to make you smile and know that I am the cause”

Another pang of guilt in Alexis’ chest almost made her jump “Liam…”

He blushed “Ahem, anyway, what if we open this bottle of champagne”

After uncorking it and pouring two glasses, they toasted.

“To a great life” He clinked her glass without taking his eyes off her.

“To a great life” She repeated smiling and drank “This is so good Liam; I love it”

“There are few things better in life than a good bottle of champagne shared in good company” He took one of Alexis’ hands and kissed her palm “Alexis, I feel like I’ve been waiting for this moment the entire trip”

She smiled at him, unsure of how to behave, torn between her task of making him love her and her reluctance to hurt him.

Liam put his drink at the table and turned to watch her “You make me want so many things, things I never wanted before. I want to be careful with you, I’d hate to hurt you in any way”

“Don’t worry about me, Liam. I will be fine. I know what I’m getting myself into. Besides, you’re the model of a good person” Even if she was certain that her heart wasn’t hers to give anymore, she sincerely liked him and knew that if she hadn’t met Drake before, she would have fallen for Liam.

He caressed her cheek “If I’m not, I hope I will be, for you. You inspire me to be a better man”

He leaned to kiss her when the room’s phone rang.

“Well, if that’s not bad timing” He smiled taking her chin between his fingers “I do not know what is. “Wait here, love”

She waited a while but when it became evident that the call was going to last more than a few minutes, Alexis went into the room and waved her hand to say good-bye. They would see each other at the ball.

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Kiara left her lover’s room as quietly as she could. Even if she was perfectly aware that Rashad couldn’t care less who she was sleeping with, and if It had been months since the last time he had touched her, she couldn’t, and wouldn’t, face the scandal. She had too much to lose.

Rashad was also very careful when he left the room at the end of the hall that afternoon, if Kiara or her family knew who he had been sleeping with, he will lose everything.

They almost crashed into each other in the hall.

“Darling, what are you doing here?” And with last night’s clothes.

Kiara looked angrily at him “I… I don’t want to lie anymore Rashad. If you’re so interested in my life you should come to my bed more often. If you can’t do that, we’ll continue our relationship because that’s what’s best for us, but we will lead separate lives. I’ll go prepare for the ball, we have to arrive together. See you at 7 at my door”

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Olivia was more than content with the result of Max’s and Penelope’s work. With a bit of luck, they would be able to attract the most prominent men in Lythikos and make them contribute to Liam’s campaign. She sighed when she saw Drake arriving without a bow tie.

“God Walker! Couldn’t you make a fucking effort and dress properly for this?” She rolled her eyes, giving him his accustomed glass of whiskey “If he wins, you’re going to be the new Chief of staff”

Drake chuckled “Ha! If Liam chose me for my fashion sense, he’s gonna be in a lot of trouble”

“I think it will always be a mystery for all of us why he chose you,” she answered teasingly. “By the way, as you can’t behave like an adult around that toad Neville, and Kiara bores you to death, I seated you with Hana Lee and the new ‘speechwriter’” She almost spits the last word

“I can tell you really like her, Livvie” He smirked at her and then added more seriously “Be careful with her though” he looked pointedly at her “she’s…not bad”

Her eyes narrowed to slits “Why are you protecting her? And what have I told you about calling me that?” She arched her brows “Do you want everyone to know your nickname? Little marsh-“

“Shut up, Olivia. I’ll go find my seat” He watched her knowingly and pointed his index at her “And you better behave”

Drake was nervous to see Alexis again but with Hana acting as an unknowing buffer, the diner had gone smoothly. After it, the girls had stood up to dance, so he moved to his favorite spot at the bar and watched the dancefloor, his eyes irremediably going to her. He wasn’t disappointed at the sight; she was dancing like a goddess in Maxwell’s arms. Iit made his heart swell to see her smiling and laughing freely. Sometimes he got the feeling that there was something haunting her; some dark secret that prevented her from being truly happy.

He saw his best friend take a stool next to him, then look around the dance floor until he found her too. The goofy smile on his face while he watched her move let no doubt about Liam’s feelings. The waiter gave Liam a glass of scotch that he downed in one gulp.

“I’m falling hard for that woman,” he told Drake, nodding in Alexis' direction.

Drake’s heart literally stopped at Liam’s words, in almost 23 years of friendship, it was the first time Drake wanted the same thing that Liam did.

He sighed before answering “I know”

“Do you think she feels the same?” Liam smiled sheepishly

Drake knew that any other woman in Cordonia would have fallen instantly in love with the rich and promising candidate but he wasn’t so sure about O’Brien. In all the moments they had shared together, even the one where she had rejected him, he had felt something strong brewing between them, something he couldn’t quite define.

He exhaled. “I have no idea, Liam. I think she’s very closed-off.” Then remembering that morning’s newspaper, he added unhappily, “but she seemed to be having fun with you in those pictures.”

“Yes, my father had us followed. I was very angry at first but as he pointed out, it all turned out well.”

Drake growled. “What do you mean it turned out well? They followed you, took pictures of you… of her, of a private moment. Doesn’t it drive you crazy that your father is trying to use Alexis like that? Like she’s a pretty object that he can use for your advantage?” Drake knew he had sounded angrier than he had intended.

Liam stared at his best friend coolly. “I don’t understand why are you angry Drake; you know perfectly how a campaign works. You know I was trying to find someone to help me boost my image. I would’ve thought you were happy that I found someone that I actually like,” he paused, “that I’m starting to love.”

Drake knew Liam was right, his biggest fear since he had entered the campaign had been to live trapped in a loveless marriage, it looked like he was going to be able to avoid it, and as his best friend, he should be happy about it.

Before answering, Drake allowed himself to look at her one last time “I apologize Li. I’m actually happy for you.” Trying to hide the pain he was inexplicably feeling he stood up patting his friend in the back, “you deserve the best and she seems… incredible.”

“Thanks, Drake, I know you only want what’s best for me.” Liam was grinning again

“Of course, Liam.” Drake felt a sudden urge to breathe fresh air. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Without waiting for Liam’s answer, Drake left the ballroom.

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Alexis was dancing with Maxwell again, but despite the fact that he was trying to be as joking and chatty as usual she could see that something was tormenting him. It killed Alexis how hard he was trying to hide his misery, so she finally grabbed him by his hand, stole a bottle of champagne from the bar, and took him out of the ballroom into the library.

“Ok Max, you’re gonna tell me exactly what is going on,” She said passing him the bottle after drinking from it.

“What do you mean Lexie? I’m fine, just a little tired. I’m sorry if I’m not a lot of fun tonight, though.”

“Maxwell! You’re under no obligation to be fun and sparkly all the time. And you certainly don’t need to apologize for having a night off. I only brought you here because I thought that you might want to talk to someone.”

Max sighed sadly “Remember when I told you yesterday that I was sort of in a relationship?”

She nodded

“Well... I’m not anymore”

“Aw Max I’m so sorry,” she said hugging him “I remember how happy you were. Are you sure it is final?”

“Actually, is not. I can even bet that he will be calling me tonight to patch things over but,” He took a large sip of champagne, “I don’t think I can take it anymore.”

“What do you mean Max?”

“People see me like this immature boy, but the truth is that I’m proud of myself. I came out when I was sixteen, and I’ve never looked back, but now here I am 12 years later struggling in a relationship with a man that can’t accept himself” he sounded almost angry “I love him but I just can’t do this any longer”

“If you love him and he loves you back, and I can’t imagine him not to” she smiled at him “Maybe you should give him some time. Not all of us are as comfortable with ourselves as you are, Max. If he comes from a more traditional family than yours, then he needs love and support to take that step. I know it’s not fair. How long have you been together?”

“Uh, almost a year” He drank again.

She put her arms around him “Maybe you can give him a deadline, like six more months, a little time to think. If he doesn’t do it, then you’ll probably have to move on; But at least you’ll know that you did everything that you could”

Max nodded pensively “Yes, I’ll talk to him tonight. Thank you, blossom, you’re the best” He hugged her, then offered her his arm “Want to be my lady for the rest of the evening?”

“Go on without me and find him. I’ll take a tour through Lythikos mansion, it seems fascinating”

“Ok, but don’t get lost” He shuddered a little scared “The Nevrakis love secret passages”

She winked at him “Don’t worry. I will”

She started walking, lost in her thoughts until she saw a light at the end of the corridor. She approached it to discover a spiraling staircase. Without thinking it twice, she climbed it down and found a cellar at the end of it. Her heart missed a beat when she saw Drake sitting there, looking at an empty glass.

He looked up when she entered, his heart missing a beat as well. “First the snow and now here, I’m starting to think that you’re stalking me, O’Brien”

“You wish Walker.” She arched her brow smirking “Drinking alone?”

“I needed to get out of that ballroom for a second”

“Yeah, I know the feeling. Can I sit?” She asked, smiling.

-God that smile is going to be the death of me- He moved to let her seat next to him on the floor, immediately drunk with her scent.

“What are you having?”

“Nothing yet. Olivia has a very extensive collection of fine Cordonian wines, nothing here is under a thousand dollars”

“You want to drink Olivia’s wine?” She added playfully “I thought you were more of a whiskey guy, Drake.”

They both looked at each other thinking about the night they had met, an electric tension starting to grow.

Drake broke the stare clearing his throat “Ahem, I brought this bottle of Dalwhinnie, here, taste it” he poured her a glass.

She licked her lips before taking the glass to her mouth savoring the sour smell of the beverage. It took all of Drake’s willpower not to throw the glass away and kiss those full lips until she couldn’t breathe anymore.

“So?” He asked arching a brow, trying to hide his thoughts.

“Delicious.” She gazed at him thoroughly “Care to tell me why did you want to get out? “

There was no way in hell that Drake was going to tell her the real reason “I wanted to be alone in a place where I don’t have to bow and kiss ass for five minutes. It’s fucking exhausting trying to get all those rich bastards to donate to Liam’s campaign.”

“Please Drake, tell me what you really think,” She said playfully.

He snickered and the wrinkles around his eyes made him look so handsome when he smiled that she couldn’t stop herself from carefully putting her hand in his arm, savoring the electricity that immediately passed between them. “Seriously though, if you hate politics so much, why do you stick around?”

He looked at her cautiously, her opinion mattered to him much more than anyone else’s “It must seem ridiculous to you.”

She stared at him. “No, it’s not ridiculous, Drake. I’m just trying to understand why a brilliant man as yourself is wasting his life doing something he so clearly hates.”

“It’s for Liam, it has always been for him. I would’ve left a long time ago, but Liam needs me. Growing with Constantine was especially hard for me and Olivia. My sister was so obedient that he never had to complain about her, and Leo and Liam were his sons. But the old man was very hard on them too. Eventually, Li, Liv and I became very close and we swore we would always protect each other”

Alexis looked at him with piercing eyes, biting her bottom lip, clearly wanting to say something.

He stared at her amused. “I know you’re dying to say something O’Briens. Spill it”

“Well, it seems to me that you and Olivia do all the protecting” When she saw he was about to protest, she added “Don’t get me wrong, Li is a very good and caring man. It’s just that I have the feeling that you were raised to move around him like he was the sun. And now, you’re stuck in that role. But you’re an extraordinary man, handsome, brilliant and funny. He’s not the sun Drake. You are” She blushed to realize she had said much more than she had intended.

Her words melted all of Drake’s resolutions to keep her at arm’s length, he reached her face with his thumb stroking first her cheek, then her nose and mouth, his heart threatening to go out of his chest as he looked her bright eyes and that smile he had learned to adore.

He approached her gently, pulling her to him with his left arm. Suddenly Drake felt her hands around his neck; he heard her breathing accelerate and he smelled her cherry fragrance. He stopped to inhale it and savor every single second. His eyes fixed the mouth that was driving him slowly crazy and kissed a corner of it, making Alexis softly moan, he smiled to himself and kissed the other corner, producing another tender moan. Finally, he couldn’t take it any longer and crashed his mouth with hers, trying to convey everything with a single kiss. He kissed her with all the passion, the desperation, and the pain he was feeling, he kissed her knowing that it would be the last time. After a while, the need for air made them break the kiss, and the spell was broken.

“I’m sorry Drake.” She struggled to breathe normally again. “I don’t know what we were thinking, we can’t do this anymore. “I- I should go.”

He stood up first, giving her his hand to pull her up.

“I know Lexie,” he said softly. “I know we can’t. I just needed one more time” He caressed her face with the back of his hand “Come on, we have to go back to the ball, everyone must be looking for you.”

“You go first, my father is waiting for me at the office Olivia lend him.”

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George knew that her daughter’s secret was the only means he had to control her. He had lost all of her respect after that debutant’s ball ten years ago and the truth was, he didn’t care. His daughter only existed to remind him about the worst mistake of his life. As he poured brandy into his old associate’s son glass, he congratulated himself. Calling him had been the right move. After seeing him, Alexis wouldn’t have any other choice, but to do what she was told.

At 9 pm sharp, his daughter knocked on the door. Alexis entered the office where his father was talking to another man turning his back at her.

“Good evening, Alexis. I called you because there is an old friend of yours visiting Cordonia, and I thought you would enjoy reminiscing; he’ll be staying here with us.”

The man turned and Alexis couldn’t believe her eyes. Even if she was aware that her father didn’t have any limits and that he would do anything to assure her cooperation, she didn’t want to believe he would go that far.

However, there was no denying it. Bradford Davenport, her abuser, was standing in front of her, his obnoxious hand reaching hers. She jerked away stupefied. The hatred was consuming her entirely. She looked at one then the other contemptuously.

“I will never, hear me, well father. Never sleep under the same roof that this excuse of a human being”

“Always so dramatic. Bradford is an associate and a friend; I couldn’t care less of your little teenage romance”

Maybe it was the fact that her father has referred to the second most horrible experience of her life as a “teenage romance” but Alexis was so filled with rage that the next thing she knew she was slapping Brad.

His father was furious. “Alexis, apologize, now!”

She turned around slamming the door after her and ran to the garden.

When she was sure that they couldn’t see her any longer, she fell into the grass and the tears started to come. All the old feelings resurfaced: the shame of the next day, the acute pain, nausea, the deep sadness that would become depression, the sensation of being dirty all the time. In a few minutes, the tears had muted into gut-wrenching sobs, until suddenly she felt his presence standing a few inches of her.

“O’Brien?” in two steps he was on his knees next to her caressing her hair “God! What’s going on?”

As she continued to cry Drake took her in his arms and rocked her. “Oh, Lexie, baby, please tell me what happened”

Suddenly she knew there was only one thing that would make her feel safe again.

“Please, Drake, take me far away from all of this. I just can’t take it. I know I can’t”

Drake looked at the damaged woman before him and his heart broke. He stood up determined.

“Come on, I know where we can go”

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Between life and death| Ethan Ramsey x MC(Taylor Smith) chapter 5

Author’s note: Hey all. I was busy these days and I didn’t had much time because 11th graders had to prepare an event to 12th graders so... yeah. Anyways I am back with chapter 5 of “Slow, but sweet romance”. If you guys want to check out old chapters, I will link it down below over warnings ect. I’ve written a poem for this chapter and decided to include it here. Hope you guys would enjoy it. Further ado lets get into chapter 5

Warning: Murder, angst, bad writing as always.

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Chapters: chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4

Morning at Ethan’s apartment

I know this dream means something... Taylor becomes more anxious when she thinks of the dream she had this night. Latest nightmare she ever had was when she was 5th grader about evil clowns, but it didn’t meant anything. This dream is different from other dreams, she knew that Landry is jealous of her being with Ethan. Landry is winning so far in her case with Mrs. Martinez family, but thoughts of Ethan gives her strength to face a judge and other people at courthouse. Knowing that Landry will come for her soon, she decided to write a poem from her heart to Ethan as farewell , in case she would have to face the end of her path in life. Apparently, guestroom has a desk with many paper sheets on the table and pencil case with many pens in it. Without wasting any time, she got off her bed, rushed to desk, took a sheet of paper, a pen and wrote draft of her poem and a letter to him.

Ethan,

I have some many things to say to you before my end of path in this word. So... I am grateful that we met in Edenbrook hospital. Remember when one woman fell down and she didn’t breathe? Glad we both met each other that day and saved woman’s life together. At first I thought you was an asshole, but I got so wrong on many levels. During Dolores’s case and rescue of her toy’s I got to know you better. That’s when I started to fall in love with you. All those moments together we shared made me fall harder and harder on you. Besides painful moment in Miami, glad we shared first kiss between us. I really cherish that moment and that kiss. When you left Edenbrook hospital, I became heartbroken. It felt like whole skies were crashing down on me. It was really painful to see you go. Your lessons and principles inspired me to become a doctor and I became one. I am grateful for that and for you acknowledging me as potential intern. Thank you for accepting me into the hospital and being with me. Let me tell you something, my real name is Taylor Skywynne Smith. My father’s name is Liam Smith and mother’s name is Skywynne Smith. They are best surgeons in the world and they won Noble prices in discovering many surgical techniques. If I die today, promise me that you won't grief over me and focus on patients. Don’t destroy yourself over intern like me. I’ve a poem written in the next side of this letter and it’s from my heart. I will always love you, even in afterlife ,you won’t be forgotten. Love, Taylor.’

In the other side of paper, she concentrated into poem and what words to use. After some minutes she got some ideas and brainstormed them.

Mountains are high,

Surrounded by yellow and grey skies,

A lone linden tree started to bloom,

Lovers are sitting under the linden tree,

Sharing love and overcoming many fears and tears,

Until death separates them apart.

Kingdoms were burning down,

Dynasty between them got broken down.

Queen got stabbed by friend of hers in front of her king,

King lost his queen and grieved until his demise,

He passed Styx river and reunited with his love in afterlife.

Finishing writing she putted a letter inside envelope and putted it safely in purse. After breakfast and quiet ride, she sneaked into Ethan’s office and putted it in one of his desk’s drawers . Quietly she closed the door and sneaked away to do her rounds.

Present

“Hello... Taylor” Dark figure’s voice was cold and emotionless. Taylor turned her head to see who the attacker was, but couldn’t make his face. Her colours drained from her face, frightened. She knew that she had to accept her fate, so she took a deep breath and looked straight into figure’s eyes.

“ It’s you, Landry.” Landry chuckled at her answer and leaned into her ear and whispered while holding his knife close to her neck.

“ I knew you would figure out, but there are some mistakes in your answer” He putted his knife a bit deeper in her neck, but not enough to make her bleed. Taylor swallowed a bit louder out of little pain.

“Like what?” Taylor’s voice raised. Thank lord her doors and walls aren’t soundproof so Ethan could hear normal, even a bit loud sounds. Ethan heard a little louder tone of Taylor's voice outside the room, so opened the door and saw dark figure holding a knife close to his love of his life’s neck. He gulped and took a step closer to her attacker’s direction, but attacker took a step back.

“ Ah, Dr. Ramsey... Want to join a knife party here?” Landry holded a knife a bit tighter than he was holding moments ago. He chuckled devilishly “What do you think, Taylor? Should Dr. Ramsey join our little knife party here?” Landry’s voice was even colder than before and excited for him to join here and witness this. Ethan raised his hands above his head in surrender and standed still. Ethan’s face whitened witnessing this. He took a deep breath and looked into Landry’s eyes.

“ Dr. Olsen, let’s make a deal. Say what you want, I will do whatever you want, just...let her go, please?” Ethan’s voice became almost a whisper. Landry thought about his offer for a minute while holding a knife close to Taylor’s neck. Taylor watched at Ethan with fear in her eyes. She feared that Ethan would be killed as well. Landry a bit loosened a grip in his knife and backed a bit from her neck, but didn’t pulled his knife completely away.

“ Tempting offer, Ramsey, but... I am not Dr. Olsen once I was anymore... I am nobody...” Ethan took another step to his direction. Landry didn’t back away with Taylor. Hearing entrance door sound to roommate’s apartment, Landry assumed that other interns came back home, so Landry thrusted knife in Taylor’s neck until she started to bleed. Taylor screamed and fell into the ground. Ethan ran into Landry, punched him into the face and kicked him into his balls. Landry fell into the ground and groaning out of pain. Interns rushed into Taylor’s room and they were shocked at the view.

“ Call 991 instantly or you all fired!” Ethan ordered other interns. Sienna pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialled 991. Jackie and Ethan holded Landry down at ground while Elijah wheeled to Taylor’s unconscious body to check her pulse.

“ Dr. Ramsey, her pulse is weak and she is loosing blood.” Ethan, while holding Landry down, he looked at Taylor’s body and tears formed in his eyes. Sienna entered Taylor’s room and looked into interns and Ethan.

“Paramedics are coming.” Sienna informed other interns.

“ Thank you, Dr. Trinh.” Ethan nodded and kept pinning Landry down to the ground. Couple of minutes later paramedics came into apartment and checked on Taylor.

“ We need to take her as soon as possible to the hospital.” Paramedics putted her body into stretcher and took her to Edenbrook hospital. Ethan wanted to go with her, but he had to deal with Landry first. He ordered Sienna to call the cops and tell about situation. Couple of minutes later cops came into the apartment and took Landry away to the custody. Ethan told a whole story of what happened to detective Jason Shaw. Jason thanked Ethan for whole story and he promised that he will investigate on case with Landry, but he needed Taylor to tell her side of story. Jason left the apartment and Ethan rushed to his car. One of paramedics said that they are heading to Edenbrook, so he went to Edenbrook hospital to check on her. When Ethan arrived to the hospital, he found Harper and told her whole story of what happened. Dr. Emery couldn’t believe of all of this so she made a promise that she will try to save her.

“ Ethan, I will do whatever we can to save her. From the look of your eyes, she means a lot to you.” Ethan slowly nodded, in his eyes tears became visible.

“ Yes, Harper... she means a life to me.” He started to sob. Harper hugged him tightly to comfort him. After couple of minutes she paged best surgeons in this hospital to work on this case and went into O.R room. Ethan felt anxious for many hours, he walked around nervously. His rookie was between life and death now. He hoped that she will make it and will live in this world together with him, while other side thought that he lost her. While walking around the hospital to take his mind off, he came across Nurses station. His tears in his eyes formed seeing empty Nurses station. He usually encountered Taylor there and when Taylor turned to see into his eyes, she smiled at him. He missed her heart warming smile and her angelic, soft voice. He came back to his office and spend the rest of his shift there. He noticed that one of his drawers wasn’t closed enough. To his surprise he found an envelope at the top of his papers. He opened envelope and seeing familiar writing, his tears formed in his eyes. It’s Taylor’s. Minutes later after reading her letter, he putted letter in the corner of his desk and started to cry uncontrollably. Harper softly knocked the door and came to Ethan’s office. She slowly walked to his side and putted comforting hand on his shoulder. Ethan slowly rised his head and turned his head to see Harper. His eyes were red and tears were visible.

“ Ethan... We did everything we could... She is in room 705, close to your office. You can check on her, if you want. It’s a fight between life and death, Ethan. We will see tomorrow for more results...” Ethan was a bit relieved, but a part of him still worried. He nodded and stood up. Harper left his office and Ethan instantly rushed to Taylor’s hospital room. When he entered the room, he felt numb and felt down on his knees on the floor and started to cry.

#open heart #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x mc

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Daddy Drama, Dating Disasters and Ball Pit Badness...

Rounding up a week in Hollyoaks (15th 19th April 2019)

There was much excitement for Mandy and Darren this week as their baby boy finally put in an appearance! Mandy went into labour whilst attending a hospital appointment (what luck!) and her son was safely delivered by c-section. Darren and Mandy named the baby Darren Junior, or DJ for short, but given the little boy’s appearance, perhaps ‘Luke Junior’ would have been more appropriate?After a run in with Nancy, who was quick to point out that all of Darren’s other children were fair haired, Darren decided to do a DNA test to find out once and for all if he was DJ’s father...

Later that day, Ollie visited Luke in prison, but was reluctant to tell him about the baby. As it turned out, Ollie, too, was having doubts about DJ’s paternage and he eventually told his Dad that DJ looked just like him as a baby. Luke was delighted by the news and told Ollie that, once he was released from prison, he intended to get his family back. Back at the hospital, Ollie shared this information with Mandy but she told Ollie that she would not consider taking Luke back after everything he had put her and Ella through and she saw her future with Darren. Mandy was soon distracted by the arrival of the DNA results, but she and Darren could not bring themselves to read them, and asked Ollie to do the honours. There was delight all round when Ollie revealed that Darren was DJ’s Father. However, Ollie was later seen burning the letter, which actually stated that there was no possibility of Darren being the baby’s Father. So unless Mandy’s done the dirty with someone else, DJ’s a Morgan...

Meanwhile, Sinead was struggling to come to terms with her rape ordeal and was putting as much distance between her and Laurie as possible by sleeping in with Hannah. However, Hannah was beginning to get fed up of having to share a bed with her Mother and Laurie was soon piling the pressure on his wife to return to the marital bed. Sinead ended up confiding in Cleo about her situation, but she refused to go to the police. Laurie’s behaviour at school this week was no better as he continued to make Sienna feel uncomfortable and she decided to record him confessing to sexually harassing her. Sadly, Sienna’s actions did nothing to deter Laurie, so she finally decided to take her concerns to Sally. However, Laurie was once again able to talk Sienna out of speaking to Sally and the pair were later pitted against each other for a ball-pit based game at the Easter fete. Under pressure from Sally, Sienna reluctantly participated but was horrified when Laurie grabbed her bum as the pair exited the ball pit. This was the final straw for Sienna and she lunged at Laurie and accused him, in front of family, friends and neighbours, of being a pervert.

Elsewhere, the day had come for Juliet to declare her love for Darren, but he was understandably distracted by the sudden arrival of baby DJ. Refusing to take no for an answer, Juliet made a show of herself as she followed Darren to the hospital and told his shocked friends and family that it was her he loved, not Mandy. Darren was quick to put everyone right and let Juliet down but it didn’t take long for the news to reach Hollyoaks High and Juliet was a laughing stock when she returned to school. Deciding that Juliet needed someone her own age to date, Brooke encouraged Imran to ask her out. Juliet was delighted that a boy was taking an interest in her and excitedly prepared for her date but she was left embarrassed when she realised that Imran had only asked her out on Brooke’s say so and stormed off. The following day, Juliet decided to get her revenge on Brooke by telling her that Ollie was starting to tire of her, and the only way of keeping his interest was to sleep with him. Brooke made plans to have sex with Ollie, however, Ollie, who admitted he wasn’t ready for that kind of relationship, could sense that Brooke didn’t really want to have sex and so the pair decided to keep things just as they were.

Also this week, it was Kyle’s birthday and Nancy decided to mark the occasion by throwing a party for him and inviting everyone from his friends list. The party received a good turn out but Nancy was horrified when she realised that she was standing in a room full of Kyle’s sexual conquests and began to question just how committed Kyle was to her. However, she had a change of heart when Oscar complained that the noise from the party was hurting his ears and Kyle demonstrated an in depth understanding of the youngster’s condition. He even got the guests to take their party elsewhere so that Oscar could sleep. Nancy and Kyle decided to put his past behind them and give their relationship a proper go. However, Kyle was later approached by Colin, one of his many exes, and told that he wouldn’t be able to keep his past a secret forever...

In other news this week, Ste and Scott decided that the Hutchinson’s needed cheering up and so planned to re-organise the Easter fete that Tony had cancelled earlier in the week. The village turned out in support of Tony and Diane and the couple were touched to see how much effort everyone had put in. Unfortunately, Ste and his racist pals had to spoil it by picking a fight with Sami when he inquired about vegetarian options at The Hutch. As Sami and his family decided to take their business elsewhere, Nana McQueen stood up in support of the Maalik’s and called the group out on their vile attitude. The altercation was witnessed by Tony, who told Ste that his new friends were a bad influence, however, Ste reacted by telling Tony that they’d done more for him than he ever had. Finally, it was off with the beard as Liam gave himself a makeover...

5 Things We Learned This Week:

1. Visitor passes have finally been introduced at Hollyoaks High, as modelled by Brody as he visited Sienna at work. I look forward to them being instantly forgotten next time Sinead decides to snoop in Laurie’s office or Kyle pops by in the middle of the working day with a picnic lunch for Nancy.

2. You’re never too old to party. It’s safe to say that Jack was enjoying Kyle’s birthday party far more than he was. The scenes of Jack tearing up the dance floor really reminded me of Uncle Bryn partying with the Essex lads in Gavin and Stacey, although at least Jack didn’t end up throwing up outside a nightclub! That we know of, anyway! Who knows what happened once the lads left the Osborne’s!

3. Mary Berry needs to take a trip to Hollyoaks pronto as two cake based disasters hit the village this week! Poor Sally spent the afternoon locked in the bog after sampling Grace’s chocolate cake at the Easter fete and just what did Mandy and the poor nurses at Dee Valley hospital do to deserve having Ella’s food tech monstrosity forced upon them?

4. Kyle once peed in a welly boot at a Little Mix concert music festival. Well, needs must. Let’s just hope he never encounters Emmerdale’s Dingle family, who are fond of forcing others to drink from one!

5. Community is great! It was fantastic to see the residents come together this week to celebrate Easter/Tony and Diane. I loved seeing Nana stand shoulder to shoulder with the Maalik’s, Jesse being run ragged as he dressed up as the Easter bunny and Grace rolling around in a ball pit with the Hutchinson children. Which reminds me, you’d be forgiven for forgetting that Grace and Dee Dee are half sisters...

This Week’s Cast:

Anthony, Bobby, Breda, Brody, Brooke, Charlie, Cindy, Cleo, Darren, Dee Dee, Diane, DJ, Ella, Goldie, Grace, Hannah, Harry, Imran, Jack, James, Jesse, Joel, Jonny, Juliet, Kyle, Laurie, Liam, Liberty, Lisa, Luke, Mandy, Marnie, Martine, Max, Mercedes, Misbah, Nana McQueen, Nancy, Oliver, Oscar, Peri, Rose, Prince, Sally, Sami, Scott, Sienna, Sinead, Ste, Stuart, Sylver, Tom, Tony, Walter and Yasmine.

Past Characters Mentioned:

Pete Buchanan, Lily Drinkwell, Tegan Lomax, Francine Osborne, Jack Osborne Juniour.

#Hollyoaks #Highlight #Mandy Richardson #Darren Osborne #Oliver Morgan #Ollie Morgan #Brooke Hathaway #Juliet Quinn #Imran Maalik #Sienna Blake #Laurie Shelby #Sinead O'Connor #Tony Hutchinson #Diane O'Connor #Ste Hay #Kyle Kelly #Nancy Osborne #Oscar Osborne #Luke Morgan

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The Interview

Pairing: Liam × Savi (MC)

Word Count: 1570

Rating: G (Pure Fluffiness)

Description: This interview will serve as part one of the head canon for Liam and Savi.

Author's Note/Disclaimer: Life imitates art... there are nuggets about me throughout this interview. Can you identify which ones they are?

All characters (with the exception of Savi and Sienna) are from The Royal Romance Choices series and belong to Pixelberry.

Tags: @ladynonsense @zaffrenotes @sleepwalkingelite @bobasheebaby @hopefulmoonobject @nikkisha16 @poc-and-gay-choices

“Thank you, citizens of Cordonia, for joining us for a special live taping of Trend Magazine. This special taping is sponsored by Lord Maxwell Beaumont and his new book, The Royal Life. Today, we will be taking an intimate look at our King and Queen, one that gives us some further insight into who they are without the crown,” Ana de Luca smiles at the audience. “Without further ado, I would like to welcome our beloved King Liam and Queen Savi Rhys to the stage!”

From backstage Liam and Savi can hear the raucous applause from the live audience. “Are you ready, my love?” Liam holds out his hand. “With you, always,” Savi smiles at Liam, putting her hand in his as he leads them out to the stage, using their unoccupied hands to wave to the audience as they approach their seats. Liam seats Savi first and then himself.

“Thank you, Your Majesties, for agreeing to this special.” “There are no thanks needed, Ana. We were honored and delighted to be asked to do this,” Liam looks out into and grins at the audience. “I will jump right into the questions. King Liam, I’ll start by asking you the first question. The citizens of Cordonia are aware that you met Queen Savi in New York and that she came from the United States to compete for your hand during the social season, but we want to hear the details. How did you meet Queen Savi?”

“Prior to the social season, Lord Beaumont thought that I needed a break to get away - a “pre-Bachelors Bachelors party,” Liam emphasized with air quotes. “As Lord Beaumont has always been a fan of New York, he rallied Drake Walker, my best friend, and at the time one of my oldest friends, Lord Tariq, and I to go to New York. Little did I know that one of our outings would lead to the bar where I would meet the love of my life and the future Queen of Cordonia.”

Savi adds, “Prior to meeting King Liam, I had been having a rough time over those last couple of months. I had recently graduated from Fordham University with dual Bachelor's degrees in Social Work and Sociology but was having a hard time finding work in my field that paid enough to afford me the opportunity to work only one job. That meant that I was waitressing on the weekends, on top of my full-time career as a housing case manager to cover my living expenses. Before coming into the bar to begin my weekend shift, I had been at my full-time position where my supervisor had released one of my favorite clients from housing due to a drug relapse. I was devastated. When I got to the bar, we were short-staffed, my co-worker Daniel was trying to leave early for his date, the manager was being difficult and I had just spilled some trash I had just taken out on myself. It was a rough night. That is, until in walked the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life. Like, I mean, FINE!” Savi looks into the audience, head cocked to the side. The audience laugh and Liam blushes. Savi continues, “Kind cocoa eyes, beautiful accent, and that smile.” Savi places her hand over her chest, swooning and looks at Liam. “I melted. I just knew there was something different about him and the next morning, I thought, “what do I have to lose?” and I was on a plane with Drake and Lords Beaumont and Tariq on my way to Cordonia to compete in the social season.”

“Oh, my goodness!’ Ana exclaimed, “would you say that it was love at first sight?” Taking each other's hands, and locking eyes at the same time, Savi and Liam blurt “YES!” to “ohhhhs” and “ahhhhhhs” from the audience.

“Next question, and Queen Savi, we will start with you this time. What do you love most about King Liam?” Savi smiles. “His kindness.” Still holding Liam's hand, she gives it a quick squeeze. “Building up to the coronation and immediately following his start as King, Liam had been put through and seen a lot. However, he never let the things he had been through change who he was at his core or how we treated others,” Savi squeezes Liam's now trembling hand while he fights to maintain his stoic demeanor. “The night we met, I ended up serving as the guys’ unofficial tour guide. Liam was more concerned about their experience and whether or not they were having a good time then he was about his own.” Liam smirks recalling the memory of the five of them at Savi’s private spot on the beach. “His kindness, his heart, is what made me fall deeply in love with him and also affirmed what kind of king I knew he would be and is for Cordonia. Plus, you see him, right?” Savi gestures up and down next to Liam’s chair with her hand. “My husband, who is a king, is Fine. He is fione! Liam blushes a deeper shade of crimson, chuckling while shaking his head at his wife before switching back to a more serious tone.

“What I love about Queen Savi is her honesty and directness. As evidenced by the way she just described my looks.” Liam smirks at Savi while the audience laughs. Liam continues, “One of the things that Queen Savi has taught me, as her partner and as a man is the need to be effective in my communication. What I also learned is that while I think it is easy for Queen Savi to be honest with me, sometimes it comes at a cost to her.” Liam pauses, looking at Savi who is nodding her head in approval before he continues.

“It is very clear that Queen Savi is a Black American woman and was not born in Cordonia. When the scandal with Tariq occurred, the Cordonia people made no qualms about some of their racist and specifically anti-Black views. In America, Black women advocating for what they need is seen as something negative. I cannot imagine the toll it takes on her to be authentically herself as a Black woman while also serving as a queen with that level of scrutiny.”

Savi interjects, “I am still working through the stigma of how I was perceived in America and how some Cordonians may still think of me despite the scandal with Tariq being over six years ago. I don't expect people to relate directly to my experience as a Black woman, but I do expect people to be aware of their biases and unlearn them, just as I have had to be mindful of and work to overcome my insecurities.”

“Ana, I'd like to add more one. I'm also in love with Savi's strength. I don't know any Queen who would this honest about who she is. As part of our vows, we made it a point as King and Queen to leave a very different legacy than those before us, even different from my father, Constantine. I could have never imagined that Cordonia could flourish in the way it has over the past couple of years and I am thankful for each day that I get to experience this life with Queen Savi and Princess Sienna.”

“We truly could not have asked for more kind, benevolent and thoughtful rulers, Your Majesties. Thank you for giving the Cordonia citizens this peek into your life behind the castle walls. Our time is almost up, but, Queen Savi, I believe you have a surprise for King Liam before we end this special edition of Trend Magazine.” “That I do!” To the left of the stage, Regina comes out holding the hand of their spirited five-year-old daughter, Sienna. Sienna sees Liam and breaks out in a sprint, Liam standing to catch and wrap his little chocolate drop in his arms. Kissing her cheeks, Liam sits and adjusts Sienna in his lap to face the audience. In Sienna’s ear, Liam whispers “wave to the audience little chocolate drop.” Sienna excitedly waves to the audience and the audience waves back in kind. Ana leans into Savi, “she’s a natural.” “She gets it from her father,” Savi laughs.

“Sienna, we have a secret for daddy, don’t we?” Sienna excitedly bounces up and down, “can I tell him now?” “Sure, baby.” “Daddy,” Sienna turns to face her father. “Yes, Sienna?” Liam beams down on the little girl that shares his eyes and smile. “Can you help me take my sweater off, I'm hoooootttttttttt,” she whines. Liam chuckles, “sure, sweetie.” Liam stands Sienna up facing him to remove her sweater. Upon seeing the wording on her shirt, his eyes grow wide. “Daddy, do you think I'm going to be a good big sister?” Eyes shining, he hugs Sienna tightly and says, “you'll be the best big sister because you are fierce, honest, and protective, just like momma.” Still holding Sienna, Liam stands and pulls his two girls into the biggest bear hug he can. “Daddddddyyyy you’re squishing me.” Liam and Savi laugh, wiping tears from their eyes before Liam puts Sienna down. “Sienna, show the audience your shirt.” Sienna proudly stands facing the audience.

On her shirt reads, The only present I want to open on Christmas is William Jackson George Rhys. Delivery scheduled for 12/2019.

#the interview #Choices TRR #liam x mc #liam x savi

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I did this three times before but apparently I can’t stick to just a few series and keep adding. So here is the full breakdown of all my Choices series. It’s long cause my crazy ass has too many series so under the cut will be the breakdown complete to series masterlists. If there is no link it’s still being planned but I decided to put it anyways.

I start fairly mild, well maybe not mild, I go full smut with Poly and mlm and develop In Their Hearts which started my love for crack pairs with Dramien.

I move on to adding a pinch of drama in the form of a love quadrangle. I add a handsome older Duke to the mix to try to take Athena away from Liam. Jealous Liam, angst, I actually get fluffy, and of course glorious smut including slash in What Almost Was.

Which feeds to wedding drama in Following Her Heart and poly drama with the sister series Starting Over, Together.

Then I get my first inspiration for causing drama based on exactly what’s going on in TRR. Although I admit I go a bit off the rails. Betrayal takes us through MC cheating on Liam and Drake confessing his feelings, ouch.

Then I go dark, like really dark. I take our dear sweet Liam and turn him straight up evil, read From the Wolves with caution, it’s dark. It deals with depression and Liam is EVIL! So my penchant for twists and turns and dark drama has started.

Consequences of a Fling is my second foray into taking something from the books and bringing the drama. This time I take the fling and make MC pregnant-but that’s not enough for my drama loving heart, not only could she be carrying Drake’s child instead of Liam’s she still has feelings for Drake, or does she? Then I kinda get influenced by a few people and my dark and twisted mind goes off the rails again. This series is full of cliffhangers and twists and turns.

I’m back at it with crack pairs, a full series for my new favorite pairing: Baslivia—Bastien and Olivia. I know it seems odd but they work. It starts smutty, and then we go to pining because they won’t make it easy. Falling For You also has Ellie (MC) who is Olivia’s person how can you not love two tough snarky woman becoming best friends?

One shot turned mini series, Maneater follows Addison and she is far from kind to our boys. There once again is cheating, I think it will be contained to two chapters, they are mentioned in the Masterlist if you want to avoid cheating. Full of smut.

Harlow was my answer to Addison. Addison started as a Bastien x MC request and I hated how I was hurting and using Bastien so sweet Harlow was born. Harlow realizes early on in the social season her heart belongs to Bastien and not Liam, Made For You is a mini series.

I got a request for a MC x Rashad story where MC leaves at the end of book one and falls for Rashad and Liam had zero chance getting her back. I answer that request with Law of Love and Lennox and Rashad. Flashbacks, heartache and a bit of fluff.

My third Poly series came from a talk about the fling in Vegas in which I turn it into a threesome in Vegas Skies. Something More will follow Drew, Liam and Drake trying to figure out how to handle things after the fling.

Reclaiming Destiny, evolved past what it was supposed to. It was meant to be a Bastien x OC series following Bastien coming out in the guard and somehow twisted itself into a Poly series with Bastien, Olivia and my newest OC Caleb. Something More & Reclaiming Destiny will be interconnected and the next chapter will be a full crossover and posted in both.

I have always hated that Liam couldn’t stand his ground and still say MC at the coronation ball, so Side by Side will fix that.

A Mobster AU called Crimson Rain. It’s got two MC’s and Bastien & Liam are essentially rival bosses. There is a grudge and serious baggage, let’s see how dark I go with mobsters. Tons of twists, and more to come! Contains character death and pregnancy loss as well as depression.

The Rise is a full on crossover AU. It’s a zombie apocalypse so please proceed with caution. My penchant for crack pairs will be revisited in this crossover series. So far the books are Endless Summer, The Royal Romance, Bloodbound, and Perfect Match, I have plans to add in both Open Heart and Nightbound. There is going to be lots of character death, please block the tags #choices zombie au or #the rise to avoid if you need to.

I blame a rattle, yes a rattle did weird things to my brain. The cover art for The Royal Heir did some seriously weird things to me and we ended up with When Fairytales Break. This series contains cheating, depression, feelings of being trapped, and smut. This is a Liam x MC, Bastien x MC story and goes to a different place than my initial thought.

I have a few more things I’m working on cause I just can’t help myself. Impossible Choice will be spinning into a series called Learning to Breathe. Right now I’m fighting my muse because of the pairing she wants and I’m not sure. This will deal will moving on after loss and maybe some depression.

Only You, the more I think about my poly stories the more I think of Driam’s start and it’s always the same. I will be moving It Started With a Kiss from In Their Hearts to its new home that will be an early Driam story that will work as canon history for all my poly AU’s.

I have two non TRR series, the first is a Red Carpet Dairies series called What a Way to Say It’s Over. The final chapter of RCD2 had me wondering what our LI might be thinking if you suddenly dropped away from them. I almost always thot (very few books am I faithful) and I had chosent Matt only to drop him for Hunt in the last chapter. As I was playing I kept asking myself how he’d react. It was only going to be a one shot but now it’s a series.

I fell instantly in love with Sienna Trihn in Open Heart and need her as a LI. Moving On With You follows Dr Camila Maitland and Dr Sienna Trihn after Sienna dumps Wayne. I was thrown by Danny but more is coming.

Jeez, my mind really went there with some of those. And some the drama is coming. And through most of these, Liam gets hit-sorry.

So I guess if you want drama and twists of any level you know where to go, me. Lmao. Just be sure to buckle your seat belt some of these rides are mighty bumpy. Your heart will likely hurt after many of these.

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Homeward Bound - Leo x Isabella

Part 2 of this AU. Please read Part 1: Enough before continuing

Leo must say his goodbyes before returning to Cordonia

@drakewalkerfantasy @kimmiedoo5 @rainbowsinthestorm @lorirwritesfanfic @lorircreates @hopefulmoonobject @liam-rhys @speedyoperarascalparty @rafasgirl23415 @mom2000aggie

Whilst Isabella wasted no time to ensure that the family’s vast fortune was secured, Leo packed the last of his things. Angrily zipping up his suitcase, Leo looked over his shoulder as Javier entered the Monarch’s Suite. He stood, hands behind his back clearing his throat, “Your Majesty... I have been asked to escort you...” Leo pulled his suitcase from the bed roughly as he turned, “Javier... I don’t need babysitting...” attempting to push passed until Javier extended his arm stopping Leo in his tracks, “I would heed caution Your Majesty...” his dark features stared Leo down, “You may be able to fight one on one with me, but there are a row of guards outside with live ammunition. Let’s do this the easy way or would you rather? I am only following orders Sir...” Leo stood firm, his fist that was clenched firmly slowly released. He knew that Javier had only ever worked under Isabella’s instruction “Fine...” he took a deep breath, “...but I want to see the kids before I go. Under no circumstances are the guards to follow me, only you...” Javier nodded as he lowered his arm, “If you keep your word, as shall I...”

Leo’s eyes darted from left to right as the Guards were lined up waiting for their opportunity until Javier lowered his hand, “Stand down...” he spoke calmly with a level of authority in his voice as the guards lowered their weapons, bowing in acknowledgement. “Please arrange for the suitcases to be brought to the car... the King and I will meet you there...” It was a slight deviation to the divide et impera protocol but Javier felt his heart sink as he escorted Leo towards the Princesses playroom. Unlike Jimena; this was not a task that Javier took any pleasure in. He still privately respected his soon to be former King - Leo’s choice didn’t reflect badly on him as a person; whatever choice he made, he would have been the bad guy anyway. According to Isabella and Leo’s prenuptial agreement; if Leo was to walk out on their marriage, he would be stripped of all Laurentian titles immediately without hesitation leaving him extremely vulnerable to the enemies he and Isabella had made over the years. Now stateless, Leo would have no other choice to return to Cordonia. Knocking on the playroom door, Leo opened the door watching as his two daughter’s were pretending to have a tea party with their stuffed animals dressed head to toe in Disney Princess outfits, “Room for one more?”

Leo chuckled as he sat down on the floor between them, “I hope there’s no champagne being served here!” Alessandra smiles coyly as Natalia put her hands into her hips, “No papa, it’s a tea party...” she giggled as her sister placed a long blonde wig on top of his head, “and... you have to be a Princess...” Leo shrugged his shoulders sighing playfully, “Ok...ok... whatever you want babygirl...” but deep down, watching the twins as they played broke his heart. As Javier knocked the door, Leo shook his head, “Lia... Sasha... can you come here a second?” Both of them stood side by side as Leo kneeled in front of them. Removing the blonde wig, he spoke quietly trying to smile through the pain. He took of their hands each into his own, “You know papa loves you with all his heart don’t you?” The girls nodded as Leo bit down on his lip before continuing, “I need to go back and help Uncle Liam with a few things...” Natalia’s hazel eyes narrowed, cogs turning in her head as her sister pouted, stamping her feet, “No... you’re only back!”

Leo lifted their hands that he held, kissing them as he felt a lump forming in his throat, “It won’t be long sweetheart, I promise... but you need to be good for your mama and help her look after Nico when I’m gone ok?” Both Alessandra and Natalia nodded as Leo reluctantly let go of their small hands, taking them into his embrace, “I love you both so much...” he whispered, kissing both of their cheeks. Natalia pulled away as she looked at Leo, her eyes glazed over with tears, “Are you going away because we were bad?” “God no...” Leo slowly shook his head, “No... no... babygirl... never...” Wiping her tears with his thumb, Leo tried to smile through the sadness, “Uncle Liam and Auntie Sienna just need some help that’s all...” placating her with his response. As Javier opened the door slowly, Leo brought them in for a final hug and kiss before rising to his feet, “I’ll see you little monsters soon... and keep me a seat at the tea party!” Quietly the girls returned to their playing and Leo nodded to Javier, “Time to go...” he looked down at his Rolex watch, “...the baby’s sleeping I don’t want to wake him...”

There was an eerie silence as Leo and Javier walked side by side through the Palace’s atrium to the waiting vehicle outside. Each stride felt like a lifetime but Leo had made his choice. If Liam couldn’t protect the Cordonian throne, someone had to. He couldn’t stand back and watch his beloved Cordonia fall to ruins and if Isabella couldn’t understand that, that was her problem. Cordonia was his home; descended from the King’s before him. Leo’s blood boiled at the thought of someone interfering with his family’s affairs. He needed to do something; anything to make sure that the Rys name was still feared and respected amongst the noble houses of Cordonia. They needed to be reminded that the power their houses commanded was a luxury not a necessity - government could easily take their place. Leo extended his hand out towards Javier, “It’s been an honour...” Javier nodded as he grasped Leo’s hand in solidarity, “Likewise Your Majesty... Please take care...” Leo rolled his eyes upward, glancing up at the top window noticing the curtains twitching. Isabella’s petite frame was visible from the window watching helplessly as Leo opened the car door to return to Cordonia. She knew she couldn’t change his mind, no matter how hard she tried.

His travels to Cordonia were less Royal than they were economy catching the last flight out of Cantera de Pizarra to Cordonia’s capital under the protective midnight sky. His tall 6’3” frame struggled with the limited room but with Isabella grounding all Royal transportation, this was the only option. The flight was sparely booked giving Leo some breathing space. He left his credit card with the air steward on the condition that she bring him as much bourbon as legally possible to calm his thoughts and to quell his undeniable guilt. Throwing back the wonderful, soothing dark caramel hued liquid, Leo winced shaking his head as the sensation burned his throat. The bourbon was harsh, not as smooth as he was acquainted to; but the cheap liquid had enough alcoholic content to keep his mind from running away with itself as his sea green eyes were transfixed on the darkened abyss from the cabin window. As Leo felt a small tap on his shoulder, he jumped slightly causing the air steward to smile, “I’m sorry Sir... but your card seems to...” Leo chuckled to himself, removing another card from his wallet handing it to the tall, lean, redhead, “It seems my wife has caught up with me...” switching the cards out he winked at her, “Make this one a double...”

As the Boeing 737 landed, the blacked out Cadillac Escalade was parked outside the airport gate flanked by Cordonian Royal Guard, “Your Royal Highness...” Bastien bowed, “Long time no see...” he began to laugh as he opened the passenger door of the jeep. “Didn’t think you missed me that much...” Leo smiled warmly patting Bastien’s cheek as he chuckled, “Always Bas... I just can’t help myself when it comes to you...” The drive to the Cordonian Palace was stoic, Leo wasn’t his usual cocky self as Bastien drove through the quiet country roads; the only companions they had were the constellations above them. “What the hell are you doing back here?” Bastien turned to Leo as he absently stared out the window looking up at the stars as they twinkled in the dark Cordonian sky. His broad shoulders fell whilst his sea green eyes searched desperately towards the heavens for an answer, “Bella doesn’t need me, she never did...” Leo absentmindedly ran his fingers through his dishevelled sandy blonde hair before dragging his hand down his face tiredly. The former Crown Prince of Cordonia was exhausted, “... she’s one of the strongest, resilient people I know but Liam... he’s my brother and I can’t leave him behind...”

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Dearest Sympathies

Lilies are symbolic of the soul of the departed and hope of the renewal process. With the divorce looming and their fight for Camille pushing forward. There will be no turning back

Warnings: Swearing, Premonition of Death, Physical Violence

Chapter List:

Chapter 1: Enough

Chapter 2: Homeward Bound

Chapter 3: Band of Brothers

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Patience was something that Leo became extremely well accustomed to when he had become a parent. He could wait all day for one of his daughters to crack but this seemed a little more fun. Within moments of his speech finishing, his phone vibrated in his blazer pocket, it was Isabella. “How dare you Leo!” she screeched, “I can’t believe you would do that! You told Matéo you’d call a conference tomorrow... not this evening! And why the hell did you future date the paperwork?! This does not need to be dragged out for any longer than is required” Leo lips curled upwards into a mischievous smirk, “Who tipped you off? It was only the main Cordonian news channels there...” Isabella growled, “Why the hell does that matter?! It should have been you telling me anyway!” Leo moved his phone slightly from his ear as Isabella kept screaming and cursing him out. Leo chuckled to himself pissing Isabella off even more, “If it wasn’t for fucking Maxwell calling me, I wouldn’t have known!”

Leo rolled his eyes, “That’s interesting...” he calmly replied, “Very... very interesting...” Isabella raised her brow as she wedged her spoon angrily into a vat of Ben and Jerry’s Ice Cream, “Why is this interesting?! Is our marriage just a game to you?!” Leo leaned against the wall as he carefully studied those around Liam, watching as they fawned over him, “Quite the opposite kitten... I’m surprised he did call considering he said to me earlier today he hasn’t spoken with you since Nico was born...” Tucking her hair behind her ear, Isabella’s tone quickly changed; her pitch went higher as she questioned him, “No, what do you mean?! I spoke with him a few days ago?...” Leo’s heart sank, “Listen to me Kitten... don’t trust anyone right now. This conversation never happened ok? Please promise me that you’ll not repeat this to anyone?” Isabella rolled her eyes angrily, “You are seriously fucking losing it Leo!” before hanging up the phone. “Bella!” Leo angrily barked as he heard the phone beep. “Fuck!”

Rubbing his face with his hand, Leo sighed heavily attracting Liam’s attention, “Brother!” He called towards him, beckoning him forward, “Come... after that conference; you look like you could do with a drink...” As Leo moved forward into the group that included Maxwell, Drake, Olivia and Hana, Liam put his arm around his shoulder affectionately, “An evening of Bourbon, Scotch and Cigars is called for...” Leo raised his brow towards Liam, “Maybe a quieter evening... it’s not every day you get divorced. I don’t feel like much company...” Liam nodded understandingly, “Of course... sorry I...” Leo chuckled, shaking his head, “Brother you don’t need to say sorry, it’s something that happens...” Leo slowly began to smile, “I’ll just need to get a damn good lawyer, Isabella better not steal them like she stole my goddamn accountant!” Liam patted his brother’s back laughing “I’m sure that can be easily arranged...” Later that evening, Leo walked out onto the veranda from the drawing room. Setting his tumbler of bourbon onto the sandstone railing, he reached into his blazer jacket taking out a cigar and his cutter. Nipping the end, he struck his zippo, fanning the flames of the gas at the bottom to toast the foot, turning it a few times before he allowed to cigar to light. With a few gentle puffs, Leo instantly calmed by the elixir of nicotine and alcohol.

“Leo...” Liam spoke quietly as he and Drake entered the Queen Mother’s drawing room towards him on the veranda. “It’s not like you to dwell...” Leo turned and seeing Liam and Drake he smiled, “Contraire dear Brother... I just needed a distraction...” Drake looked at Leo, then to Liam confused, “What?” He exclaimed, “You’re distracting yourself with the same thing we were going to do anyway?” Leo shook his head, “No Drake...” he took a long drag of his cigar,

“I didn’t want Beaumont here...” Drake raised his brow, “But Beaumont said he hadn’t?!” Leo raised his finger towards Drake chuckling, “Young Padawan... listen and learn... I told Matéo the press conference to announce the divorce was tomorrow in order to give Isabella time to plan... Isabella called me moments after I stepped off that podium to tell me that a particular someone in your inner circle...” he pointed towards Liam, “...called to tell her that I announced it this evening... that was Maxwell Beaumont...” Liam’s eyes widened in horror, “No... I...” as Drake quietly smiled to himself, “You sneaky bastard... I knew Beaumont was a fucking snake...” Leo nodded, “He’s been in contact with her for a while... and now with the divorce in play, we can get Maxwell... and once we do... then we should have more answers...” Leo raised his glass to the two men stood in front of him, “eis igían sas...”

Isabella was miserable. Every night she scanned through all the pictures on her phone that she kept; tonight she tried to take her mind off things watching one of her favourite telenovelas, ‘Amor en la vida o la muerte’ eating as much chocolate as she could physically stomach. During the day she could be strong and independent but in the evenings, the gravity of the situation haunted her. As one of the male leads whispered into the damsels ear, “Te amaré por siempre...” Isabella screamed at the television, “Liar!!!” as tears began to tumble down her cheeks. Matéo’s husband Dima upon hearing the scream went in to check on her, “Darling...” he sat in the edge of of the bed, taking her into his embrace as Isabella put her arms around him wailing in tears, “This is all my fault!” the young Queen wailed into his shoulder, “No honey... no...” he brushed her hair with his hand gently, “Come... no man is worth those tears... That beautiful husband of yours will come to his senses eventually...” Isabella raised her head, her dark chocolate brown eyes glistened as she blinked back her tears. Her long dark eyelashes fluttered in hope as she sniffed, “You really think so?” She knew Dima would tell her the truth whether she liked it or not - may that have been her love life or texting her to start doing squats as her ass looked flat as she walked a televised red carpet for a gala dinner. He was brutal but she appreciated the honesty. Dima was the company she needed right now, he was carefree and had no political gain or wealth from the Laurentian Queen’s pain; Dima and his Russian oligarch family has more wealth than the Laurentian and Cordonian kingdoms combined for him to care.

Her brother in law smiled sweetly to her, “You know he adores you, no?... This makes me...” Dima began to sigh, “...I... I shouldn’t...” Isabella leaned forward, tilting her head slightly, “Please... I welcome any counsel right now...” Dima waited for a second, running his tongue across his teeth as he thought, “Bella, something is not right y’know? I spoke with Matéo before his flight. He said things felt a little weird when he met Leo... he was being obstructive for no reason...” Isabella’s brow raised slightly remembering the conversation she had with him today, ‘This conversation never happened...’ and why Maxwell lied to him ran through her head. Nodding, Isabella agreed, “Yeah... it does seem...” she began to trail off as the cogs in her head began to turn, “a little off...” It had dawned on her, there was a lot more at play here than a simple ending of their marriage but why was Leo being so cagey? “How about this...” Dima began to smile as he popped open a bottle of champagne, handing the petite monarch a glass, “After this... we get a yacht like the old days, you know we look fabulous with a tan... and window shop to look at the nice boys...hmm?” Isabella took a sip of her champagne before biting down on her lip giggling, “I’ve never seen you with a real tan before...” Dima pouted his lips jokingly, “You’re lucky you’re gorgeous...” Isabella smiled as she rested her head onto Dima‘s shoulder giggling, “You’re such a dick but I love you and... thank you...”

“So what’s the plan...” Drake wearily rubbed his dark stubble, as he, Liam and Leo sat huddled around an open bottle of whiskey. Liam was deep in thought as Leo interjected, “We need to be careful, we need the element of surprise...” Liam nodded in agreement, “We can’t go looking for Maxwell... we need to get Maxwell to come to us...” Liam’s steel blue eyes darted between Leo and Drake, “We can’t allow ourselves to show complacency right now; Riley and Sienna must not know...” Drake leaned forward, his dark eyes narrowing, “What about Isabella?” Leo ran his fingers through his sandy blonde hair, “Isabella and the kids will be ok, her Head of Security will make sure of that, Beaumont’s family - he wouldn’t attempt...” sighing heavily, Leo turned to Liam, “It’s Sienna I’m worried about... She’s always been so outgoing...” Liam lowered his head, his shoulders dropping, “Yeah... she hasn’t been the same... Camille was her world...” Drake patted Liam’s shoulder looking at Leo, “and yours... we’ve gotten so much further in the last few days than in months...” Leo raised his brow as he stared directly at Drake, “Liam, why don’t you and Sienna go to Valtoria for a few days? Drake and I can do the necessaries...” Thinking of the times where Maxwell and Bertrand made out they were on his side, letting Liam and Sienna FaceTime with Camille and then giving updates only rubbed salt in a gaping wound. This was something that Liam couldn’t nor wouldn’t overlook. They’ve messed with his family for the last time. Raising his head angrily, his eyes burned with the deepest hatred that he found in his soul. Teeth clenched, Liam was seething, “No! I will torture him to an inch of his fucking life - and that will be only a scratch on the pain that Sienna and I have endured every second of every day! When I get my hands on Barthemely....” Leo had a mischievous glint in his eye as he menacingly smiled knowing Liam had finally broken. It took a lot for Liam’s kindness to be overshadowed; a lot from him to be driven to despair and as his anger had finally consumed him, Leo nodded, “It’s time to prepare...”

Isabella closed her eyes the next morning, holding her breath as she walked through the parlour. Each step was like a drill going off in her brain. She was so hungover, biting down on her lip trying to distract herself from the flower bouquets that lined the Palace entrance, “What...” she slowly began to turn a shade of green, her brow raising as she questioned Jimena, “What the hell is all of this?!” The Queen’s most trusted friend began to smile, her grin made Isabella slightly uncomfortable as she exclaimed, “Now the world knows about your d-i-v...” Isabella sighed heavily as she rolled her eyes, “Yes... and?” Isabella looked at some of the notes that were attached. “My bed isn’t even cold yet...” she clicked her tongue but her interest was quipped as she noticed a particular bouquet filled with perfect powder white lilies. Lilies were not exactly known to be good omens in Laurentia. They were funeral flowers and never were to be presented otherwise. Her eyes narrowed as she opened the envelope hesitantly, her eyes immediately were drawn to the font, ‘Dearest Sympathies on the death of your husband...’ She dropped the card immediately screaming, “Where did these come from?!” Turning to Jimena, her eyes were wide, like a deer in headlights, the petite brunette was terrified, “Jimena?!” Isabella screeched wanting answers. Jimena shrugged her shoulders, “They were delivered here earlier this morning... what is wrong with you?! You should be flattered you have so many admirers...” Jimena walked over as Isabella stood shaking picking up the card. Her dark eyes rolled to the left towards Isabella as she placed her hand over her mouth, “Oh my goodness...” Isabella shook her head, “Get these out of my home...” Jimena tried to smile, “It could have been a genuine mistake?” The young Monarch’s almond shaped, dark chocolate brown eyes narrowed and with her teeth clenched she barked, “Do I need to repeat myself, burn it all! No! No!” Maybe Leo wasn’t losing it after all.

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