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1 X 1 || Myself x Dark.Synthesis

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Introduction

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"Making money is art and working is art and good business is the best art."
- Andy Warhol

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Power, money, reputation. For two brothers,
these things are all in a day's work. The two of
them belong to one of the most influential
families in the country. Their mother, a
congresswoman, their father, a supreme court
judge. Needless to say, they were born with silver
spoons in their mouths. Now. these two men run
one of America's most powerful law firms,
specializing in criminal defense.

Murder, sex, crime. For two foster sisters,
these things are like hobbies. Passed from
family to family for years, these girls
somehow seem to catch the shitty end of the
stick every time. With no one to truly care for
them but each other, life has always been more
about survival then anything else.

After killing their abusive foster parents, and
lacking money for a proper defense, the future
for the sisters seemed grim. That is, until the
brother's law firm decided to take on their case
pro bono and managed to save them from long
sentences in prison.

Three years later, the sisters have been released
and are back to their pattern of destruction, while
the brothers are finally wrapping up the case.
However, things might not end quite as cleanly as
everyone hopes.




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“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”
― Oscar Wilde

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{ Leona Augustine }
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Played By || Periphery
Gender || Female
Age || Nineteen years-old
Role || Girl One

Faceclaim || Charli XCX
Love interest || Boy One
Relationship status || Shares lover with girl two
Occupation || Varies
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{ Oleander Naess }
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Played By || Dark.Synthesis
Gender || Female
Age || Nineteen years old
Role || Girl Two

Faceclaim || Halsey
Love interest || Boy Two
Relationship status || Shares lover with girl one
Occupation || Varies
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{ Orson Ramsey }
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Played By || Dark.Synthesis
Gender || Male
Age || Twenty six years old
Role || Boy One

Faceclaim || Bill Skarsgard
Love interest || Girl Two
Relationship status || Married
Occupation || Criminal defense lawyer
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{ Sebastian Ramsey }
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Played By || Periphery
Gender || Male
Age || Twenty eight years old
Role || Boy Two

Faceclaim || Alexander Skarsgard
Love interest || Girl One
Relationship status || Married
Occupation || Criminal defense lawyer
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Character Portrait: Andie Naess "There's no salvation for a bad girl."
Character Portrait: Leona Augustine "I'm a very bad girl baby."
Character Portrait: Orson Ramsey "It's a dog eat dog world, good thing I'm a wolf."
Character Portrait: Sebastian Ramsey "Do yourself a favor: don't fuck with the Ramseys."

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Leo watched Orson's face as he thought for a moment. They'd just gotten done fucking, but she was honestly tempted to pull him upstairs to the bedroom and just stay locked away in that hotel suite for the rest of the day. He pulled away from her then and she grabbed her mimosa glass off the counter, waiting for his response as she sipped it. “Well, you need some actual clothes.” He said as he poured himself a mimosa and downed it in one quick drink and she just smirked. Obviously she had to change, she couldn't exactly go out in public in her negligee.

“We'll change up your look a little, make you a little less…” he gestured to her lazily and she raised a brow. “You. For obvious reasons. ” He shrugged, and she just took a long drink from her mimosa and nodded. Her usual attire was a little too slutty for a day out with Orson. Besides, the less she looked like herself, the less attention she would draw and the less people would notice them together.

“Then will head over to Coney Island. Have some dinner? Take you on a proper date?” He asked as he poured himself another glass and Leo couldn't help but grin. She wasn't exactly a date type of girl. In fact, she could probably count on one hand the amount of dates she'd been on in her entire life. Still, that was because most of the men she'd been with had been assholes, losers, and tricks on the street. Orson was different, he was raised with more class then all the men she'd previously been with combined, and she sort of loved that he wanted to take her out on a real date even though he clearly didn't have to. He could keep her locked up in that hotel suite, come by to fuck her, and then leave if that was what he wanted because she'd signed his contract.

Lola leaned over to him then, giving him a long, passionate kiss on the lips. "I'll go get ready." She said with a smile against his lips, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. With that, she turned and headed quickly up the stairs. She rinsed quickly in the shower, just to clean up after fucking Orson, before hopping out and wrapping a towel around herself. The closet was walk in and filled with clothes that Orson had approved of. She pulled on a simple blue dress that fit loosely but flatteringly on her small frame, matching it with a pair of black suede boots before heading back into the bathroom to do her hair and makeup.

She kept her makeup relatively simple and curled her hair in soft, loose waves that were considerably tamer and more controlled than her natural wild mane or curls. Once she was ready, she made her way back downstairs. Orson was already dressed and ready, sitting on the couch waiting for her and she smiled at him as she went back into the kitchen area where her the coke he'd given her was. She grabbed the box and went back into the living room, sitting next to him on the couch. Lola leaned over him for a minute, reaching a hand into his pocket with a smirk on her lips, swiping his wallet.

She used his credit card to cut quite a few lines on the coffee table before leaning forward, doing half of them quickly. Leo sat back, resting her head on the back of the couch and closing her eyes, thoroughly enjoying the high while he leaned in to do his lines. Once he sat back up, Leo planted her lips hard against his, letting out a soft moan. It took every ounce of strength she had not to climb into his lap. Instead, she forced herself to stand, taking his hand and pulling him up with her, grinning up at him. "Ready to go, Papi?" She asked with a small smile on her lips, making it clear she was excited for a day out with him.



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Andie sipped her coffee while she thought for a long moment and Seb kept his eyes on her, watching her face closely, loving everything about that simple moment there with her, sipping coffee by the light of the rising sun. He hadn't thought it was possible to be so completely happy and he had to smile when she leaned her head against his shoulder. It was like they were a normal couple and Sebastian was determined to hold on to that simplicity for as long as possible.

“I’ve never been to Coney Island.” She finally breathed and he raised a brow. “Actually, I’ve never even been to an amusement park.” She breathed sounding sort of sad as silence fell between them. “But, that’s kind of childish.” She shrugged it off like it didn't really matter and he just smirked. “Where ever you want to go is fine, we can stay her honestly, I mean it’s not like I have appropriate attire to go anywhere to begin with.” She said, heading into the kitchen.

Sebastian smirked and finished off his coffee before following her, placing the coffee mug in the sink. She turned to slip out of the kitchenette, like she was going to go get dressed and Seb grabbed her arm and pulled her back, into his arms. He placed one hand under his shirt that she was wearing, against the small of her back, pulling her body into his as he used the other to tilt her chin up before leaning down to kiss her lips. He kissed her like she was his girlfriend.

"Coney Island it is." He whispered to her, smiling softly against her lips. "I've never been there either actually." He admitted,
giving her one more kiss before slapping her ass lightly and playfully pushing her towards the bedroom. "Go get dressed, we'll stop by a store to get you some real clothes." He told her, letting her know he wasn't about to make her go out in public wearing her prostitute clothes.

Seb got dressed quickly and smoked a cigarette while he waited for Andie. When she came out, she was wearing what he'd picked her up in on the streets, and he kissed her again before they left the hotel and made their way out to his car. He meant what he'd said about taking care of her. He wasn't just going to keep her as his toy on the side and let her fend for herself when he wasn't around. After he took her out, he was going to set her up in an actual apartment and buy her everything she could possibly need, make sure she was well taken care of even when he wasn't around. For now though, she just needed something to wear while they were out together so he drove her to the store and gave her his credit card to buy whatever she wanted.

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She pretended not to notice that he’d followed her into the kitchen and she was about to slip off and slip into the bathroom and change into her sleazy, filthy outfit from the previous night before he stopped her. He grabbed her arm pulling her back into his muscular arms and she was obsessed with the way he towered over her. She felt incredible when his arms were wrapped around her. She couldn’t help the way her body shiver when he slipped his hand up under his shirt, his skin burning against the small of her back making her want to spend the whole day in bed with him. She placed a hand on his chest as he pulled her body closer and lifted her chin then. A soft moan escaped her lips at the way he kissed her, like she meant something to him. She hated that she believed his lips, because the voice in the back of her head told her he truth she felt with him in that moment would wilt later.

"Coney Island it is." He whispered against her lips and she couldn’t help the excited smirk that came to her lips. "I've never been there either actually." He said before giving her ass a playful slap and she bit her lip hating how much she needed him already. "Go get dressed, we'll stop by a store to get you some real clothes." She nodded slipping into the bathroom.

It took her little bit to get ready, mostly because she had to make herself decently presentable, enough so until she could get another outfit and some make-up. She came out dressed in last nights attire. Only this time she had her fur coat zipped up and exposing a lot less. She’d managed to pull her skirt down enough that her ass wasn’t hanging out. Thankfully he hadn’t taken her to a super ritzy area to shop. He’d handed her his credit card and she was hesitant, but he insisted so she’d taken it reluctantly. He’d dropped her off and told her he’d be back in a couple hours. She assumed that he had to get stuff for himself considering they’d both spent the night in a hotel room with few belongings. She wondered why he trusted her so much, after all she was still a prostitute and a murder, but she didn’t question him.

She’d found her way to a nearby mall. Her outfit had been first and despite the looks from disgusted shoppers, she’d picked something actually decent for once in her life. She wore a navy knit, long sleeved sweater that hung off one shoulder. A pair of black leggings and knee high brown boots. She realized looking it over in the full-length bathroom mirror where she’d changed, it was the most modest outfit she’d ever worn and it fit her well. She slipped out of the bathroom and into a make-up store paying the make-up artist at the booth to do her make up. It was natural browns and golds to bring out her hazel eyes. Her last stop was a salon in the mall. She wasn’t stupid she knew the less she looked like herself the better off Sebastian would be. It was a quick process coloring her hair a dark brown and cutting it just past her collarbone. The brown, lob style cut made her less like a cheap prostitute. Unlike her long blue locks, her new hair cut made her look mature, like she belonged at Sebastian’s side and not just in his bed.

When she had a chance to look at herself for the first time after her quick, mini make-over she didn’t recognize herself and it almost scared her. She was quick to make her way back to the place Seb had dropped her off, trashing her old clothes. He was already parked curb side and she hopped her wasn’t too upset, she’d made everything as quick as possible. She hoped he didn’t hate her new look either. She slipped into the passenger seat of the car glancing to him. He looked incredible and his cologne drove her crazy, a part of her wanted to crawl into his lap and fuck him right there.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Ramsey.” She breathed. With a wicked smirk. She holded out his credit card too him, leaning over and pressing her lips to his cheek. She lend, back in her seat then, pretending she didn’t look like and entirely different person. She pulled open his glove box, her eyes widened at the sight of a pistol. “Not what I was looking for.” She breathed picking it up fearlessly. She playfully pointed it at him as they drove down the street to where the ferry docked to go to Coney Island. There was a terrifying seriousness about the way she pointed the gun at him. “Baby…do you have any more of that expensive white powder?” cocking the gun like she was really going to shoot him. Her eye went back to the glover box spotting his stash. “Never mind.” She purred tossing the gun back into the glovebox reaching for the coke. Pleased with her little joke. She couldn’t shoot Seb even if she wanted too, but he didn’t need to know that.




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She kissed him, telling him she’d get ready before she headed upstairs. He had half a mind to go upstairs and join her in the shower, for a second round. However, he knew that if they ever wanted to get out of there, fucking her in the shower wasn’t an option. He slipped into the downstairs bathroom, showering quickly himself. He kept clothes here, even though this was the first time he’d slept over. Orson was always prepared for every situation. It was one of the things that made him so do at his job.

All of the clothes that Orson owned were designer. Not because he particularly wanted designer clothes, but because that’s how he’d been raised. Appearance for his family was everything. This was also the reason for everything that had been previously purchased for Leona’s wardrobe was also designer. Leo and him we’re going out for a causal day, yet Orson’s outfit was still pressed and tucked perfectly into place. He wore a light blue button up shirt, a pair of dark blue slacks, and dark brown dress shoes. Well for Orson they were causal shoes, to any normal person they’d be dress shoes. A Rolex watch adorned his wrist, making it clear that he had money, without being too flashy about it. Not that he needed too. Everyone in the state of New York knew who Orson Ramsey was and what his family was worth.

He slipped into the kitchen then running his hands though his hair as she cut a few lines of coke, knowing it was a bad idea. Still he lend down and did three thick white lines in a row. He could feel the drug taking over instantly. He continued into the living room suddenly feeling impatient. He lit himself a cigarette as checked his phone, waiting for Leona. He thought about texting his brother, but figuring he was probably enjoying his time off and he didn’t want to bother him.

He glanced up as Leo plopped down on the couch next to him. His jaw clenched when she reached into his pocket, helping herself to his wallet. He fought the urge to reach out and snap her wrist, for thinking she could get away with slipping her hand into his pocket. He just watched though as she cut lines, leaning in and doing them. He was instantly regretting his coke intake. He acted for too irrationally when he was high and Leona knew how to push all the right buttons. He forced himself to focus on how incredible she looked. He’d never seen Lola in anything but street corner clothes and prison jumpsuits. For a moment, her beauty had cut through his drug hazed mind. Leona pulled him from his though when she lend in and kissed him He tensed against her lips as she let out a soft moan. She pulled away.

"Ready to go, Papi?" She asked a smile on her lips. He stood up then looming over her, it was only clear now by the clear, glassy blue of his eyes just how high he was. He lend, in then, pressing his lips gently to hers, the gentleness however wasn’t like it might have been earlier that morning when he was sober. This kiss was a warning. He pulled away, then holding her eyes.
“It’s Orson, when we’re in public.” He reminded her of one of the clauses on the contract. “Don’t try anything stupid, like I said, I’ve got people everywhere.” He breathed, like he thought she was planning on running the second she thought she could. Orson became much more demanding and threatening when he was high. “Let’s go.” He breathed turning away from her then and heading towards the door.

Orson sped down the busy streets as if they weren’t busy in the least. Swearing in and out of traffic like a maniac. His black Tesla, flew by several cops and it was disheartening how they didn’t even try and stop him. It was apparent they knew who was behind the wheel of the expensive car and they didn’t want to lose their jobs. The sight of seeing Orson racing down the street and running stops signs right in front of cops alone, was a show of just how powerful his family was. When they finally reached the pier to board the ferry there were a good amount of people.

He slipped out of the car, grateful that Leona had waited for him to walk around to her side and open the door for her. He placed his hand on the small of her back leading her towards the ferry. They were greeted by a man that was something of a valet for the boat. He led the two of them onto the ferry. Orson lend in kissing Leo’s cheek gently, like he was a well-known married man who was getting onto a public ferry where anyone could see them.

“I forgot to mention,” He whispered against her skin before pulling away completely. “You look beautiful.” He breathed honestly.


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She pretended not to notice that he’d followed her into the kitchen and she was about to slip off and slip into the bathroom and change into her sleazy, filthy outfit from the previous night before he stopped her. He grabbed her arm pulling her back into his muscular arms and she was obsessed with the way he towered over her. She felt incredible when his arms were wrapped around her. She couldn’t help the way her body shiver when he slipped his hand up under his shirt, his skin burning against the small of her back making her want to spend the whole day in bed with him. She placed a hand on his chest as he pulled her body closer and lifted her chin then. A soft moan escaped her lips at the way he kissed her, like she meant something to him. She hated that she believed his lips, because the voice in the back of her head told her he truth she felt with him in that moment would wilt later.

"Coney Island it is." He whispered against her lips and she couldn’t help the excited smirk that came to her lips. "I've never been there either actually." He said before giving her ass a playful slap and she bit her lip hating how much she needed him already. "Go get dressed, we'll stop by a store to get you some real clothes." She nodded slipping into the bathroom.

It took her little bit to get ready, mostly because she had to make herself decently presentable, enough so until she could get another outfit and some make-up. She came out dressed in last nights attire. Only this time she had her fur coat zipped up and exposing a lot less. She’d managed to pull her skirt down enough that her ass wasn’t hanging out. Thankfully he hadn’t taken her to a super ritzy area to shop. He’d handed her his credit card and she was hesitant, but he insisted so she’d taken it reluctantly. He’d dropped her off and told her he’d be back in a couple hours. She assumed that he had to get stuff for himself considering they’d both spent the night in a hotel room with few belongings. She wondered why he trusted her so much, after all she was still a prostitute and a murder, but she didn’t question him.

She’d found her way to a nearby mall. Her outfit had been first and despite the looks from disgusted shoppers, she’d picked something actually decent for once in her life. She wore a navy knit, long sleeved sweater that hung off one shoulder. A pair of black leggings and knee high brown boots. She realized looking it over in the full-length bathroom mirror where she’d changed, it was the most modest outfit she’d ever worn and it fit her well. She slipped out of the bathroom and into a make-up store paying the make-up artist at the booth to do her make up. It was natural browns and golds to bring out her hazel eyes. Her last stop was a salon in the mall. She wasn’t stupid she knew the less she looked like herself the better off Sebastian would be. It was a quick process coloring her hair a dark brown and cutting it just past her collarbone. The brown, lobe style cut made her less like a cheap prostitute. Unlike her long blue locks, her new hair cut made her look mature, like she belonged at Sebastian’s side and not just in his bed.

When she had a chance to look at herself for the first time after her quick, mini make-over she didn’t recognize herself and it almost scared her. She was quick to make her way back to the place Seb had dropped her off, trashing her old clothes. He was already parked curb side and she hopped her wasn’t too upset, she’d made everything as quick as possible. She hoped he didn’t hate her new look either. She slipped into the passenger seat of the car glancing to him. He looked incredible and his cologne drove her crazy, a part of her wanted to crawl into his lap and fuck him right there.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Ramsey.” She breathed. With a wicked smirk. She holded out his credit card too him, leaning over and pressing her lips to his cheek. She lend, back in her seat then, pretending she didn’t look like and entirely different person. She pulled open his glove box, her eyes widened at the sight of a pistol. “Not what I was looking for.” She breathed picking it up fearlessly. She playfully pointed it at him as they drove down the street to where the ferry docked to go to Coney Island. There was a terrifying seriousness about the way she pointed the gun at him. “Baby…do you have any more of that expensive white powder?” cocking the gun like she was really going to shoot him. Her eye went back to the glover box spotting his stash. “Never mind.” She purred tossing the gun back into the glovebox reaching for the coke. Pleased with her little joke. She couldn’t shoot Seb even if she wanted too, but he didn’t need to know that.




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She kissed him, telling him she’d get ready before she headed upstairs. He had half a mind to go upstairs and join her in the shower, for a second round. However, he knew that if they ever wanted to get out of there, fucking her in the shower wasn’t an option. He slipped into the downstairs bathroom, showering quickly himself. He kept clothes here, even though this was the first time he’d slept over. Orson was always prepared for every situation. It was one of the things that made him so do at his job.

All of the clothes that Orson owned were designer. Not because he particularly wanted designer clothes, but because that’s how he’d been raised. Appearance for his family was everything. This was also the reason for everything that had been previously purchased for Leona’s wardrobe was also designer. Leo and him we’re going out for a causal day, yet Orson’s outfit was still pressed and tucked perfectly into place. He wore a light blue button up shirt, a pair of dark blue slacks, and dark brown dress shoes. Well for Orson they were causal shoes, to any normal person they’d be dress shoes. A Rolex watch adorned his wrist, making it clear that he had money, without being too flashy about it. Not that he needed too. Everyone in the state of New York knew who Orson Ramsey was and what his family was worth.

He slipped into the kitchen then running his hands though his hair as she cut a few lines of coke, knowing it was a bad idea. Still he lend down and did three thick white lines in a row. He could feel the drug taking over instantly. He continued into the living room suddenly feeling impatient. He lit himself a cigarette as checked his phone, waiting for Leona. He thought about texting his brother, but figuring he was probably enjoying his time off and he didn’t want to bother him.

He glanced up as Leo plopped down on the couch next to him. His jaw clenched when she reached into his pocket, helping herself to his wallet. He fought the urge to reach out and snap her wrist, for thinking she could get away with slipping her hand into his pocket. He just watched though as she cut lines, leaning in and doing them. He was instantly regretting his coke intake. He acted for too irrationally when he was high and Leona knew how to push all the right buttons. He forced himself to focus on how incredible she looked. He’d never seen Lola in anything but street corner clothes and prison jumpsuits. For a moment, her beauty had cut through his drug hazed mind. Leona pulled him from his though when she lend in and kissed him He tensed against her lips as she let out a soft moan. She pulled away.

"Ready to go, Papi?" She asked a smile on her lips. He stood up then looming over her, it was only clear now by the clear, glassy blue of his eyes just how high he was. He lend, in then, pressing his lips gently to hers, the gentleness however wasn’t like it might have been earlier that morning when he was sober. This kiss was a warning. He pulled away, then holding her eyes.
“It’s Orson, when we’re in public.” He reminded her of one of the clauses on the contract. “Don’t try anything stupid, like I said, I’ve got people everywhere.” He breathed, like he thought she was planning on running the second she thought she could. Orson became much more demanding and threatening when he was high. “Let’s go.” He breathed turning away from her then and heading towards the door.

Orson sped down the busy streets as if they weren’t busy in the least. Swearing in and out of traffic like a maniac. His black Tesla, flew by several cops and it was disheartening how they didn’t even try and stop him. It was apparent they knew who was behind the wheel of the expensive car and they didn’t want to lose their jobs. The sight of seeing Orson racing down the street and running stops signs right in front of cops alone, was a show of just how powerful his family was. When they finally reached the pier to board the ferry there were a good amount of people.

He slipped out of the car, grateful that Leona had waited for him to walk around to her side and open the door for her. He placed his hand on the small of her back leading her towards the ferry. They were greeted by a man that was something of a valet for the boat. He led the two of them onto the ferry. Orson lend in kissing Leo’s cheek gently, like he was a well-known married man who was getting onto a public ferry where anyone could see them.

“I forgot to mention,” He whispered against her skin before pulling away completely. “You look beautiful.” He breathed honestly.


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Leo knew, even before Orson stood, that his mood from that morning had shifted. He got up, standing over her and Lola instinctually leaned back a little, into the couch. His pupils were huge and she could see clearly, he was on coke and it was going to make him a little more dangerous then usual. Suddenly, she was regretting doing lines herself. They were going out in public and both of them were coked up. If she fucked up in any way, she’d really be in for it and the drugs were going to make it tricky for her to behave, and him easier to anger. She just hoped they could have a good time together and by some stroke of luck, she wouldn’t ruin it and being hell down on herself.

Orson leaned in over her, and, despite her nerves, when he went to kiss her, Leo went willingly, sitting forward on the couch again. The kiss was gentle, but it made her heart beat because it was also a dangerous warning. He was letting her know, if she just behaved, he’d be good to her and they’d have a nice day. He pulled away and Leona stayed quiet as he held her eyes for a brief moment, looking up at him. “It’s Orson, when we’re in public.” He spoke firmly, letting her know that wasn’t an option. That rule had actually been written into the long, detailed contract she’d signed with him. Leo just nodded, letting him know she understood.

“Don’t try anything stupid, like I said, I’ve got people everywhere.” He breathed, like he thought might run and that made her raise a brow. She really had no plans to leave him. He had driven her crazy, leaving her sober and alone for so long, and his punishments were clearly going to be rough to endure, but honestly, being with him was better then being on the streets. At least with Orson, she had her needs met and was even spoiled a little. Besides, she was starting to get hooked on him. As dangerous as he was, he made her feel safe and taken care of. Two things she’d never felt before.

Running wasn’t on her mind, but that didn’t mean she knew she was going to be an angel all day either. Now that she was on coke and they’d be in public where he couldn’t really do anything to her without making a scene, her rebellious side was likely to come out some way or another. “Let’s go.” He breathed, heading for the door, expecting her to follow. Leo didn’t say anything, just got up off the couch and went after him, smirking. She couldn’t wait to be out of that damn suite. The closest she’d been to outside in two weeks had been when Orson’s employees would sometimes let her sit on the balcony for a little bit while they cleaned her room or made her food, keeping an eye on her of course.

Lola loved Orson’s car and the way he drove. If her hair wasn’t so nicely done, half of her gentle curls pulled back in a blue ribbon, she’d have rolled the window all the way down and let the wind whip it into a frenzy of curls. She was tempted to lean over and pleasure him while he drove but she kept her eyes out the window and her hands to herself, trying hard to behave. She wasn’t exactly a casual daytime outing kind of girl. In fact, the pretty dress, the subtle makeup perfectly hiding his damage, and the big blue ribbon in her hair were so far opposite who she was, it was kind of scary. She was used to wild hair, torn fishnets, and red lipstick. She had never actually had a guy take her anywhere but a dive bar, party, or club.

There were a lot of people at the pier for the ferry, but honestly, Lola wasn’t that nervous about being recognized. She’d been front page news for a while, and Orson was a pretty public figure, but she’d gone into prison years ago and she didn’t even look at all like herself. Orson might get a glance here or there, but he was powerful enough that he could do as he wanted. Even publicly take out a girl that wasn’t his wife and was clearly younger then him. Leo waited for Orson to walk around to her side of the car and get the door for her, making her smile softly as he placed a hand at the small of her back. The slight touch sent fireworks up her spine. She was almost tempted to ask him to take her back to the hotel and fuck her instead.

She allowed him to lead her onto the ferry and Leo stood with him, loving the way people looked at them as he leaned in close to her and kissed her cheek gently. They were getting looks of mixed shock, disapproval, and jealousy and she loved it. Everyone thought the two of them were wrong, but at the same time, if they could switch places with either of them, they would in a heartbeat. It was exciting, having someone wish they were her for the first time in her life. “I forgot to mention,” He whispered against her skin, his breath tickling her cheek before he pulled away and she looked up into his eyes. “You look beautiful.” He breathed honestly.

Leo smiled and leaned up on her toes, kissing his lips. She didn’t kiss him long or hard, not wanting to make a public scene, but she kissed him just deeply enough that she could feel jealous eyes on them. She pulled back with a smirk on her lips, loving the way it felt to be out with him. She almost wished she was more then just his plaything on the side. She wanted to be the one with his ring on her finger, the one he brought to family functions. The idea terrified her because she knew it could never happen. Even if he did divorce his wife, he couldn’t marry her. It wouldn’t look good in the slightest, and would likely fuck up his career. Besides, his family would hate her anyway. She could pretend all she wanted, but she wasn’t part of their world.

Lola put the thought out of her mind, choosing instead to enjoy the day for what it was, not wish it was something impossible. She slid her hand into his and laced their fingers, smiling up at him as she held his eyes. “I’ll behave.” She whispered to him, promising him that she was going to do everything she could to be on her best behavior while they were out in public together. It wasn’t exactly going to be easy for her, with the coke in her system, to resist the temptation to fuck up, and honestly, she wasn’t sure if she could keep her own promise, but she wanted to try. She honestly wanted to please him, and follow his rules, and let him have all the control, she just had wild, rebellious tendencies she couldn’t resist sometimes. Besides, being good all the time was too boring.



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Sebastian dropped Andie off to shop for herself. Of course, he knew dropping a prostitute off in a shopping district with his credit card probably wasn’t a good idea, but Andie wasn’t just a girl he’d picked up off the street. She’d been his client for a long time so he knew her pretty well, and they’d honestly had a connection the night before that he was choosing to believe in. He trusted her. He knew, even though it would be easy for her to get a cab, hop a plane, and disappear with his credit card, she wouldn’t. She’d be waiting for him when he got back.

He went back to his place first and got dressed. Thankfully, Jillian wasn’t home. She was a smart girl, but she really didn’t even have to be to know instantly, that he’d been out with someone else. He didn’t exactly hide his cheating, as fucked up as it was. It was his way of keeping Jillian at arms length. Maybe if he wasn’t such an ass to her, they might have something off a civil marriage. Not happy, but successful at least. They could coexist, maybe even raise a kid someday, without really having to love each other. However, he insisted on being a shit to her. It meant he’d never have to worry that she was getting too close. She wouldn’t catch feelings that he’d never have and that way, their marriage would stay what it had started as. A business arrangement.

He didn’t have to look her in the eye this time and tell her he’d fucked someone else though because she wasn’t home. She was a smart woman, so smart, she could probably be working in his firm alongside him, but he didn’t want her thinking she was powerful, so, almost as soon as he’d married her, he’d given her a little boutique to own and run. She got to feel like she was the owner of a successful business and he got to get her out of his hair sometimes. It gave her something to do besides drive him crazy and also gave them an excuse for distance. They didn’t have to go on day dates or spend time around the house together too much because he had the firm and she had her store.

Sebastian showered and got dressed in something designer, as usual, but casual. It was still clear that he had money, but now it was considerably more subtle. After getting ready, he went to the office. There, he made some calls and got some people on a few things for Andie. He called a friend of his in real estate and got a place set up for her to live before calling in three of his secretaries. Most of his secretaries he just hired to fuck, but a few of them he actually trusted with work. He gave them all tasks, telling them to get the apartment set up while he was out with Andie. They were supposed to take care of arranging every last detail. The plan was going to be to take her out for the day while they got the place set up, and then take her there later and tell her it was hers. He’d promised her he was going to take care of her and he intended to start right away.

Once his secretaries knew what they were in charge of doing and he signed everything he had to for the apartment, Sebastian left the office to go pick her up. He pulled up to the curb and waited for a while. It wasn’t long, but he was almost starting to get nervous before he glanced in his right rear view mirror and grinned wickedly, watching her approach. She looked completely different. She was dressed in a sweater that hung off her shoulder and her hair had been dyed and cut. The blue was gone, replaced with dark brown, and it was a lot shorter then before. She looked fucking unreal.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she got in the car. He wanted to kiss her deeply and passionately, having missed her even though they’d only been apart a few hours, but he knew that would lead them right back to the hotel for the rest of the day. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Ramsey.” She breathed. With a wicked smirk that made his head reel with things he wanted to do to her. He let his eyes run over her as he took his credit card back, soaking her in. She’d never looked so put together and he loved it, she looked mature, stunning.

She kissed his cheek and it was hard not to grab her by her new hair and yank her to his lips. He just let her lean away though and started the car, taking off. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she opened his glove box and his jaw clenched when she found his gun. He may be a rich boy from a well established family, but he defended some of the city’s worst criminals on a daily basis and sometimes, it did not go as planned. He had guns stashed almost everywhere, and his father had taught him to use them as a kid. He had a natural talent with it that was almost unheard of. In fact, he was so good with a gun, it was truly frightening.

“Not what I was looking for.” Andie breathed as she picked it up like it’s presence didn’t scare her in the slightest. He rolled his eyes, wishing she would put it down. For some reason, the idea of Andie with his gun in her hands was both terrifying and erotic to him. She pointed it at him in a way that made the corner of his jaw tense. She was being playful, but he had half a mind to slap her. “Baby…do you have any more of that expensive white powder?” She asked, cocking the gun, and the way the word baby rolled off her lips while she held a gun in his face was honestly making it hard to focus on driving.

“Never mind.” She purred when she spotted his stash also sitting in the glovebox and he just scoffed as she tossed the gun away and reached for the coke. He made a mental note to take her out shooting sometime. Sure, she probably knew how the gun worked and how to shoot at someone, but she probably didn’t really know how to shoot. At least not the way he did. Besides, watching her shoot at something would probably be pretty sexy. He stopped the car then and reached over, snatching both the gun and the coke before she had the chance to do any. He pointed the gun at her while he helped himself to the coke, doing several large lines right in front of her. Then, he grabbed her face, slipping his finger in her mouth, the gun pressing against the underside of her jaw.

After she sucked on his finger for a moment, he dipped it in the coke and proceeded to rub it across her gums, a smirk on his lips. He knew she wanted more then that. He’d just done several huge lines in front of her and then given her a mere taste. What he’d given her was pure and it was enough to get her high, but not as high as he knew she wanted to be. “Be a good girl today.” He told her, pressing the barrel of the gun deeper into her jaw. “Maybe you’ll get more.” He shrugged like it wasn’t certain wether she’d get some or not. He kissed her hard on the lips and groaned against them. He had half a mind to fuck her right there.

However, he managed to control himself. He released her face and slipped the coke into his inside jacket pocket where she couldn’t get at it easily. He emptied the gun then, so she couldn’t pick it right back up and threaten him for more coke before putting it away as well. He got out of the car then and walked around to her side, opening the door and helping her out. “You going to be good?” He whispered in her ear as he wrapped an arm around her body and lead her towards the ferry.

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The struggle for power was palpable in Sebastian’s expensive car. It didn’t matter that most of Andi’s life had consisted of people trying to control her, buy her, and sell her. This didn’t matter though, she’d still managed to retain this ability of power over her life that was honestly impressive. She was good at making you think you had the power, then using her body to gain that power right back. She’d learned how to play the game and she’d learned how to play it well, long before she’d ever met the Ramsey brothers. She knew she’d pissed him off when the car came to as stop and she glanced to him a taunting smirk on her lips. He grabbed the gun and coke from her, irritation was apparent in his body language, but she never wavered appearing completely amused by his irritation with her.

She watched him throw his mini tantrum noting what pissed him off, committing it to memory. She raised a brow as he did several lines of coke, wonder if this would cloud his decision making enough that she’d could sneak away from him at some point. She hated herself for thinking this immediately. She wanted to stay with Sebastian more then anything, but Andi was also a runner, she ran from men like Sebastian to protect herself, to keep her walls high even though she was falling hard for him. Seb could divorce his wife, marry Andi, and stay completely true to her for their rest of their lives, this however wouldn’t stop her from constantly looking for an exit. That was just he kind of person she was, the kind of girl she’d always been.

He gabbed her face then pulling her from her thoughts as he slipped his finger inside her mouth, jamming the gun up under her jaw. She had no ounce of fear in her hazel eyes, something told him that even at his highest he wouldn’t be able to bring himself to kill her and she felt triumphant in that aspect of their already erratic relationship. He rubbed coke against her gums and she couldn’t help the low moan that escaped her lips, it had been too long since she’d had a hit of something strong.

“Be a good girl today.” He breathed pressing the gun harder against her skin, but honestly the cold metal was forgotten to the situation the coke gave her. “Maybe you’ll get more.” She rolled her eyes irritated that he was using drugs as a means of controlling her behavior. Sure he had the good stuff, but she knew where to go to get just about anything to curb her itch if she really needed to. He released her face then holding onto the coke and putting the gun away, so she no longer had access to it. It was quite the rest of the ride to the docks as she let the drugs settle in her system, loving every second of it. The car came to a stop at the dock for the ferry and she was already irritated in his change of personality from the drugs as he got out of the car. She waited for him to open the door for her and she stepped out. “You going to be good?” He whispered in her ear and she was suddenly hyper aware of the way his skin melted into hers as he wrapped his arm around her waist, the drugs making his touch that much more intense and she had to fight the urge to let a moan escape her lips.

The two of them boarded the ferry and she worried briefly if they could manage to get along normally in public. However, her worries were erased when she pushed him playfully against the railing on the top deck of the ferry, she lend up on her toes pressing her lip against his. There was something incredibly freeing about being able to kiss him in public, whether he was married or not. There was no way anyone would recognize her first glance with her new look and that was why she’d done it. She pulled away from his lips glancing up to his eyes.

“Behave and maybe I’ll give you more.” She breathed, teasingly liked he’d said to her only instead of dangling drugs in front of him she’d teased him with her lips and her body. She pushed off him then and walked away from him down the stairs to the second deck of the boat as the ferry pullout of the dock.



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Leo lend up on her toes, pressing her lips to his and for the first time maybe in his life, he let himself enjoy her lips. He didn’t tense at her touch or pull away too soon. He didn’t let his mind wonder to dark places or force himself to ignore the way her lips made him feel. He knew later on this would prove to be a mistake for him, considering he was already falling for her without letting himself enjoy her. That fire she started in him, ignited and burned through his body all consuming. He honestly wished that she was his instead, that he had the balls to stand up to his father and tell him to fuck off. It was after all Orson’s life.

His brain started to think for him. He knew there where was around it. Ways to make her his. He could take her to another country, marry her there. Then he’d be living a triple life. He had to calm his over active mind down, before he made a bad choice. The idea of Leo seemed amazing, but there were still a million and one things he needed to figure out about her before she had access to his assets. If he really wanted to make Leo his, he’d have to play his cards right. He had to make sure he knew every single one of her angels. He had to leave Jun and he had to make and honest women out of Leo, then just maybe his dad might approve.

Lola laced her fingers with his and he glanced to her with a genuine smile, loving that for the time being she was the one at his side. He had respect for her in a way that she’d never know. Anyone who could handle his deprave behavior in bed, was well worth his time. She promised to behave although is he was being honest he wasn’t expecting very much, they were both high of drugs and the morning they’d spent together. He just hoped more then anything that he could hold himself together if she decided to do something that he didn’t quite like.

When they ferry finally took off he they sat inside and watched he city skyline get smaller as they inched closer to Coney Island. He slipped away for half a second, to get them drinks when he saw through the glass his brother and some girl coming down the steps from the top deck of the ferry. It had taken him a moment to realize that the girl his brother was with, was Oleander.

“Fuck.” He breathed, he knew how this would go down if the girls saw each other. Andie and Leo apart were manageable, together though they were untamable. Andie and Leo only listened to each other, there relationship was the entire reason that him and his brother had met them. Him and Seb were aware that the girls would have never murdered outside of each other’s presence. They encouraged each other in the worst ways possible. It would be his fucking luck that they’d have the same idea.

He pulled his phone out calling his brother, hoping he could get ahold of him before. “Hey.” He finally said into the phone when his brother decided to answer to his relief. “We have a problem.” He breath cutting right to the chase. “You and Andie, you’re on the same ferry as myself and Leona.” He informed his brother knowing he wouldn’t have to say much more.

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Leona couldn't exactly describe the way she felt when Orson looked down at her and smiled genuinely. He was normally the dark, brooding type, but in that moment with her, he looked happy and content and it felt good to know she could make him smile that way. She wished the moment didn't have to end, because she knew, in the long run, things between them probably weren't going to work out. They both liked danger, and had similar sexual depravities, but at the end of the day, they were different people from different worlds.

Lola enjoyed watching the city shrink in the distance with Orson from inside the ferry as it started to pull away from the docks. She kept him close, at least one hand on him at all times, unable to hide her almost physical need to touch him. She couldn't help herself. She hadn't been his for long, but she was honestly already dangerously wrapped around his finger. She was a troublemaker, but she was also a hopeless addict and he'd done a damn good job so far of making himself her newest drug. Now that she no longer had Andie, she felt like she needed him, because he provided for her, made her feel incredible when she behaved, and to top it off, she didn't have anything but him anymore. Even if she did somehow manage to escape him and his binding contract, what then? She had no one, nowhere to go, and no money of her own.

At some point, Orson left her alone to go get drinks, and Leo just stayed where she was and waited for him. Things might be heading towards a fiery end with Orson, but she had no intention to abandon him until the finale. Afterall, running from him wouldn't be as easy as slipping away while he went for drinks and she knew that. He no doubt had at least a few guys tailing them throughout the day for the express purpose of watching her when he wasn't looking and making sure she behaved even when he wasn't around.

At one point she thought she saw Andie slip past a window, and she almost left her place to go after the girl. The hair and clothes were all wrong, and but she was intimately familiar with Andie in a way no one else in the world was. It had to be her, she would recognize her anywhere. She knew the two of them hadn't exactly split under good terms and Orson would kill her if it turned out to be Andie, even if all they did was talk. However, Leo missed her old lover so strongly, she felt a painful stab in her heart just at the brief sight of a girl that might be Andie. She had to go after her.

Andie was like her rock of strength and her kryptonite at the same time. Without Andie, she wasn't nearly as strong of a person as she was with her. Having Andie at her side somehow ignited the rebellion and the strength inside her. If Andie hadn't been down the hall, ready to finish what she'd started, Leo never would have never possessed the ability to kill her former foster father that night. Still, despite inspiring strength in her, Andie was also somehow her greatest weakness. When Andie told her to do or say something, Leo couldn't say no because Andie was the only person in the world she trusted enough to take orders from blindly. When Andie kissed her, it was literally impossible for Leo to pull herself from her lips first. Andie had more power over her then she would ever know, and she knew that was why Orson didn't want her to be anywhere near her.

He had issues with sharing, but Andie was especially dangerous because she wasn't just some random hook up. Andie had a control over her that Orson envied and wanted, and Andie had made it pretty clear to her the last time they were together, that she didn't trust Orson. Andie was Orson's biggest threat to being able to put Leo completely in his pocket. If he caught her even so much as saying hello to Andie, she couldn't even imagine what kind of abuse she'd have to suffer from him. Fucking him only and staying away from Andie were basically the biggest rules in his contract.

Still, she took a few steps away from where she was, closer to the window where she'd seen Andie pass, trying to get a better look at the girl. Before she could really see her face, however, the dark haired girl was moved out of view by a man who could be Sebastian, but she couldn't really see him that much from the angle she was at, Leo quickly made her way towards the door then, not caring that one of Orson's guys would likely see her, her heart pounding at the thought of losing sight of what might be Andie.

She didn't get very far, however. At the doorway, she nearly slammed right into Orson. He was hanging up his phone with one hand, holding two drinks precariously in the other. She was lucky she hadn't knocked into him and spilled the drinks all over both of them. "Hey baby." She breathed lightly, forgetting for a second that she was supposed to call him Orson, knowing she had to hide the fact that she might have just seen Andie and had nearly gone after her. "You were taking too long, I was coming to find you." She teased with a smile as she looped a finger in one of his belt loops and pulled him forward a small step for a kiss.

She lifted one of the drinks from his hand and laced her fingers in his then, pulling him back to where they'd been before. The rest of the ferry ride was pretty uneventful. She drank her drink with Orson, and enjoyed his company. Her eyes glanced towards the windows occasionally when he wasn't looking, hoping to catch another glimpse of the girl that might be Andie, but she didn't see her again and eventually, Orson's presence started to take hold of her again and she completely forgot that that Andie might be somewhere nearby. They exited the ferry together, a smile on her lips at the way his hand at the small of her back lit her on fire, Andie once again at the back of her mind.



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Sebastian could tell that he'd pissed Andie off a little with his controlling attitude and it irritated the hell out of him, but at the same time, turned him on. It was going to be hard, if not impossible to tame her and, while that excited him and was exactly what he like so much about it, it also frustrated the hell out of him. Part of him almost wished she was easy to control, but then he also knew she wouldn't be her if she was.

His brother had showed him, and even had him go over the many pages of the contract he'd written up with Leona and Sebastian had to admit, he'd considered the same idea with Andie. He wanted to be able to lock her in a hotel room somewhere with no freedom and hold a legal document over her head that essentially told her she was his, but at the same time, he knew it would never work, not with Andie. Leo was strong too, they both were, but Andie was a little more independant. She liked having the ability to control her own universe too much. Even if she did sign some intense contract with him, he knew it would be basically impossible to get her to follow it. The second he tried to enforce it, she would turn tail and leave him in the dust.

He couldn't lock her down and he had to find a way to be okay with that. The apartment he'd gotten her was pretty close to his office, and he was having one of his secretaries hire some men to watch it as well as her constantly, but he was also going to give her a key to the front door as well as her own car. She was going to be watched like a hawk by his guys, but she would be able to come and go as she pleased because he knew if he locked her up like a prisoner, he'd come by sometime to find she'd broken a window and made her escape.

As they boarded the ferry, Sebastian was mentally trying to figure out how to control her while they were in public until she suddenly pressed her lips against his. A moment later, he was up against the railing of the ferry's top deck, kissing her back as she kissed him. The kiss was hotter then he meant it to be, knowing he had to keep things generally PG while they were in public so they didn't draw so much attention his publicists couldn't fix things, but at the same time, unable to control his hunger for her.

He wanted her badly, right there, in that moment, and it was almost painful, knowing he couldn't fuck her right there on the ferry. She pulled back, looking up at him then and he smiled down at her, unable to get over how incredible she looked with her new hair and clothes. “Behave and maybe I’ll give you more.” She breathed then, using his own words against him as she pushed off him and his jaw clenched.

He watched her for a moment as she sauntered off towards the lower deck and the ferry pulled away. He took a moment to regain his composure, but not so long she slipped out of his eyesight before he went after her. He followed her quickly, wanting to catch her before she could disappear. His phone rang and he stopped for a moment. She was several feet in front of him and he just kept his eyes on her, moving a little slower, but keeping her within eye range as he answered his brother's call.

They'd both agreed not to contact each other over their week off work unless it was an emergency, so he knew something was up and he had to answer. In his head, he was already thinking about all the people he knew who could hide a body, figuring Orson had lost his shit and killed some poor club girl, or maybe even Leona. It wasn't the first time he'd had to help his brother clean up after his depraved games went a little awry. Orson greeted him, sounding annoyed and Seb couldn't help but sigh, wondering what was going on. “We have a problem.” His brother breathed and Seb glanced up at Andie as he waited for Orson to get to it. There was a reason Seb hadn't told Andie he knew exactly where Leo was, or any of the details of her situation. He knew it was likely his brother would kill Leo eventually and he'd rather not have to explain that to Andie. “You and Andie, you’re on the same ferry as myself and Leona.” Orson said, surprising him then and he raised a brow.

He turned, spotting his brother not far away, holding two drinks in one hand and his phone in the other. He gave a small nod at him and sighed as he turned back away. "Alright, fuck, just keep Leo inside. I'll keep Andie out here, on the upper deck." He told his brother simply before hanging up and moving forward suddenly to catch up with Andie, grabbing her elbow. If the relationship and tension between Andie and Leo were only about sex, he might not have that much of a problem with the two of them together.

However, he knew the girls and had worked with them long enough to know that their relationship was a lot deeper and more complicated then that. Hell, he was completely infatuated with Andie, and he knew she felt the same way about him after the previous night they'd spent together, but he also knew that Andie felt things for Leo he wasn't sure she would ever feel about him. Andie was just barely manageable without Leo around. If the two of them got back together, it would be fucking impossible to maintain her sole attention and keep her under control. As fucked up as it was, the girls were both strong willed and stubborn, but they were a lot weaker apart then they were together and the Ramsey brothers knew that. In fact, they'd talked about it at length before.

Besides, if Andie spotted Orson and Leo together, he had a feeling she would quickly get angry with him. He'd tried to talk to her about Leo a little bit the night before during one of their sex breaks, and she'd shut down fast, but it had been pretty clear that she still missed Leo deeply and would at least like to know if her old friend was okay. Meanwhile, Sebastian had known exactly where she was and hadn't said a thing. He didn't need Andie realizing that him and Orson were essentially trying to wedge the girls apart and get them to themselves. That would only make her determined to go back to Leo.

Sebastian used his grip on Andie's elbow to spin her quickly to face him, kissing her hard on the lips. He laced his fingers in her hair, feeling her melt for him slightly and using the advantage to step her back a little, so she was out of view of the windows to the room Leo was in. After a long moment of kissing her deeply, he slid his hand from her hair, to the back of her neck and pulled away, smirking down at her. "It's going to be fucking hard to control myself today." He admitted, letting his eyes roll slowly over her, letting her know with just his gaze how badly he wanted her. "Especially with this sexy new look of yours." He grinned, playing with a small piece of her dark hair before dropping hand to hers and lacing their fingers.

With that, he guided her back up onto the upper deck. It was hard to keep her in one place, away from the second level where he knew Leo was. She had a mind of her own that was almost impossible to control, and a penchant for teasing him as much as she could possibly get away with. By the end of the ferry ride, he was honestly a little exhausted, at how hard it had been to keep an eye on her. She liked making him chase her a little too much and he'd simply had to play her game until finally, his arm was around her waist as they were exiting the ferry at the Coney Island dock and he was at least ninety percent sure neither of the girls had seen each other.

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They weren’t far from the railing that over looked the water from the second deck they were on. She lend over the railing as Sebastian answered his phone and she sighed wondering which person from his busy life that was. They couldn’t even go a day without his life pulling him back in and although she wasn’t his and she’d never be his, she felt this jealous. The struggle of keeping his attention was already weighing on her and she hated it. She didn’t want to have to fight for someone’s attention, that was the whole reason she’d taken off on Leo. She knew in the long run, she’d have to fight for her attention and she just couldn’t fucking do it.

She didn’t know who was on the other end of the phone and she really didn’t even care to listen as she lend out over the railing looking down at the water. She wondered briefly where Leo was. She hoped she was okay. She hoped that she was doing good for herself, she briefly missed the way Leo’s lips tingled against hers. She lit herself a cigarette taking a long drag from it. Sebastian grabbed her elbow spinning her to face him as he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her hard on the lips. She couldn’t help but moan against his lips. He tasted incredible and made every inch of her skin burn with a hunger for him that she’d never felt with anyone else and it almost made her feel guilty considering moments ago she’d just been thinking about Leo. His hand moved to the back of her neck as he moved them a bit out of sight and she went with ease.

"It's going to be fucking hard to control myself today." He confessed as his eyes ran over her and she had to fight a shiver. "Especially with this sexy new look of yours." He ginned as he played with a strand of her hair and the moment was weirdly perfect, she almost hated it when he laced his fingers with hers. She raised a brow as he lead her up to the top deck once more. She pulled away from him as they reached the top deck.

“You hiding something from me?” She asked teasing him, although her words were fairly serious. “You better not be.” She smirked, leaning up and kissing him once more.
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Once they reached Coney Island, Seb had insisted they wait a bit until the ferry cleared out before they finally go off. The amusement park that stretched along Coney Island’s beach was unlike anything Andi had ever seen. She’d never done anything light hearted or just innocently fun in her life, at least not that she could remember and there was something so freeing about it that she let out a soft sight as her eyes took in the rollercoasters and other rides. She laced her fingers with Seb’s and let him walk them to a small little beach side restaurant so they could get something to eat.

She hated that he waited on her, like she was someone of importance to him. He treated her good and he didn’t’ have to. That only made her fall harder in love with him, even though she was desperately trying to avoid those feelings. She popped a french fry into her mouth and tried not to let out a satisfied moan at the way it tasted. The hype about greasy carnival food was honest hype. Typically in foster care and with Tony or living on the street she was lucky if she got an actual meal that wasn’t fast food or left overs.

“So, Sebastian.” She breathed his first name for the first time in forever, maybe ever. She typically regarded him as Mr. Ramsey, because it kept her from getting to attached. Being on a first name basis for someone like her, was personal. “When you’re not helping poor unfortunate souls, what is it that you like to do for fun?” She asked, for the first time she spoke honestly. She wasn’t using her slow, lazy voice she used to seduce men. She wasn’t being a bitch. She was being real and that felt weird to her. She wasn’t sure she’d ever had such a laid back, normal conversation with anyone, not even Leo. Because most of her conversations with Leo were either too deep, too personal, or sexual. "Then again, I'm not sure you even know how to have fun." She teased.



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For starters Orson didn’t like Andie for a variety of reasons. Mostly because he knew how bounded the two girls were, during the trial had been a real test of their love for each other. Half the time neither of them would talk unless they got to see each other. There were times when they’d talk and him and his brother would sit outside the doubled sided mirror listening to their conversations. Andie was a mastermind in her own, she could convince Leon why she shouldn’t talk. Why she should keep her mouth shut and it was beyond frustrating. If Orson was being honest, had it not been for Andie, he could have probably gotten Leona off by simply saying she’d had a mental break down, she’d have spent a couple months in therapy and house arrest.

However, Andie had this hold on Leona that he despised and honestly there was a part of him that wanted to get Andie completely out of the picture. The fact that his brother had a thing for her made it incredibly complicated to get anywhere near her though.
His brother told him he’d take care of it, he’d distract Andie and keep her out of view. Though, he was still the slightest bit apprehensive. Unlike Leo, he was aware of the fact that Andie couldn’t bother to be controlled. Sure, Leona was strong and she valued control over herself, while at the same time there was a sick sexual gratification in submitting to someone like Orson. Which was why in the end she eventually caved to him. Andie was quite the opposite though. She was far too stubborn to cave to Sebastian and he knew his brother well enough to know that if his brother liked her, she’d get her way in the end and that irritated the fuck out of him. He wasn’t going to lose the control he’d finally gained over Leo, to Andie because his brother wasn’t man enough to put a bitch in her place.

He slipped back into the inside of the seating area, paying little attention. Not expecting Leo to be wander and he nearly slammed into her as he struggled to tuck his phone back into his pocket and balance the drinks in one hand. His jaw instantly clenched, hoping like hell she hadn’t seen Andie. He’d barley caught his brother in time, so he wouldn’t be surprised if she’d seen a small portion of his brother and Andie together. The only thing he could hope for is that she didn’t recognize her ex-lover.

"Hey baby." She breathed and there was something off putting about her tone of voice. Not to mention she’d specifically called him by a pet name instead of his first name. The drugs in his system urged him to cause a scene, but he fought back trying to calm himself. "You were taking too long, I was coming to find you." She teased and he raised a brow as she looped her finger though his belt loop, she moved closer leaning up and kissing him and he hated that it was impossible in that moment to stay mad at her. She took the drinks from him then and he gave her another small kiss.
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When they finally got to Coney Island he was quick to get off the ferry with her and disappear into the crowd of tourists and families occupying the amusement park. He had to remind himself to loosen up, which was difficult for Orson, but as the drugs started to wear off oddly enough to more comfortable he got. He refused to give Leo anything else and if he was being honest, they didn’t need it. They were feeding off each other’s energy, high off of the feeling between them and he’d never felt that with anyone else in his life. He both loved her and hated her for that.

He won a Hello Kitty stuffed animal and passed it too her as the sun started to set over the ocean, he tucked his hands into the pockets of his slacks as they walked. Letting the comfortable silence fall between them for a minute.

“I want to be able to get you out of that hotel room.” He finally admitted. “I want to put you up somewhere nice. Your own place.” He said like he was planning for the future. “But, I can’t do that if I can’t trust you.” He admitted, talking to her more calmly then he’d ever had. “I don’t know what is going to happen between us, but I wanna keep you around.” He breathed as he lit himself a cigarette and they walked along the boardwalk.

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When the ferry finally arrived, Orson wasted no time rushing the two of them off. She did her best not to be obvious, but she couldn't help but glance around a little at the faces in the crowd, hoping to maybe get another glimpse of Andie. She didn't see her, however, and she couldn't help but be a little disappointed. She knew Orson didn't want her talking to Andie anymore and it would only cause problems with him and heartbreak to see her again, but she couldn't help herself. Andie was and always had been her kryptonite. When other guys had let her down and broken her heart, Andie had always picked up the pieces and put her back together.

Leo was nervous to spend the day out in public with Orson, the two of them high on coke, with Andie possibly nearby somewhere. It was basically a recipe for disaster. Thankfully, however, she managed not to fuck anything up. The coke had her feeling good, and helped her forget that Andie might be nearby and Orson kept her busy and distracted. In fact, she was enjoying herself with him so much, she didn't even beg him for more coke once she started to come down. She loved spending time with him and she knew their relationship couldn't go that far, but she had to admit, the more time she spent with him, the more she was finding herself falling for him.

It was a surprisingly successful day, and by the time the sun started to set and Orson handed her a stuffed animal he'd won for her, she was practically in love with him. It was like they were a real couple. In public, he didn't treat her like his pet. Sure, he kept her close, made sure she knew she was his, and that his guys were watching her, but he kissed her, and touched her, and talked to her like she was his girl.

They walked along the boardwalk as silence fell between them for a moment, and Leo honestly couldn't remember the last time she'd enjoyed someone's company so much. He didn't even have to speak, it was just nice having him near her. “I want to be able to get you out of that hotel room.” He finally said and Leo brought her eyes back to his instantly. She wanted that too, so badly. She was more likely to fuck up and call Andie or break one of his rules if he gave her more freedom. Still, If he kept her locked up with only him and his servants to interact with, not even knowing when she'd see him next, she'd eventually lose her shit.

“I want to put you up somewhere nice. Your own place.” He said, sounding like he was making plans to keep her around for a while and that made her raise a brow. She was his toy on the side, and she wasn't totally sure how long that dynamic could last, especially since she was starting to develop feelings for him. Either the secret would get spilled or she would get greedy and want more of him then he was able to give. “But, I can’t do that if I can’t trust you.” He admitted, and she sighed, running a hand through her hair and looking away from him. She wasn't even sure she could trust herself. She had a tendency to ruin things. “I don’t know what is going to happen between us, but I wanna keep you around.” He breathed and Leo let it fall silent again as they walked.

She took a seat on a bench facing the water as she lit herself a cigarette and he sat next to her. "I can't promise I won't fuck up." She breathed out a breath of smoke, being brutally honest with him because she knew he'd catch her if she tried to lie. "But i need a little more freedom and I really like what we've got going on." She said with a small smile as she glanced over at him. She leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the cheek before resting her head on his shoulder as she watched the people moving around them along the boardwalk. She opened her mouth to speak again, wanting to tell him that she was starting to develop real feelings for him, even though it terrified her.

However, before she could get the words out, her eyes caught sight of someone, a little ways down the boardwalk, heading towards the beach. It was Andie, with Sebastian. This time, she knew and she bit down on her lip hard as Andie turned her head, looking around herself and for a split second, their eyes met. She hated that her heart was racing and Orson seemed to melt away. Her eyes took her friend in hungrily, needing desperately to know how she'd been lately, and if she'd found what she'd wanted with Sebastian. She looked different, almost unrecognizable, but incredible.

"I'm going to go get us something to eat." She breathed as Andie's eyes left hers and she realized she was sitting on a bench next to Orson. She used a hand to turn his face towards her, so he wouldn't see Andie, as she leaned in to kiss his lips. "Wait here, we need ice cream." She smiled, kissing him one more time before getting up and slipping away, making sure to walk past Andie and Sebastian, so that Andie could see her and follow her if she wanted, but at the same time, being careful not to get too close or act like she'd even seen Andie, in case Orson was watching her walk away. She knew it was risky, but she couldn't help it. If Andie followed her, even if Orson caught her, it would be worth whatever punishment she got just to talk to her again, maybe even taste her lips.



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Once the ferry finally reached the island, Seb told Andie to hang back with him while the ferry cleared out a little before they finally followed the crowd and made their way off. The amusement park was pretty impressive to say the least. It wasn't the kind of place he typically went. Not because he didn't want to, or he thought he was better than an amusement park, but because he generally didn't have time. He worked far too much for his own good, he rarely just got to relax and enjoy himself so it was incredibly nice to be out with Andie in public, enjoying the day together like they were a couple.

They got along so well, it was almost scary. Her fingers were laced in his almost the entire time because he didn't want to let her go, even for a second, and he couldn't help but pull her into his lips every so often for a kiss. She was incredible and spending time with her was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. He didn't go out on casual dates. If he was out on a date, it was usually just him and his wife making an appearance at some benefit or eating at a ritzy restaurant, making painful conversation and trying to pretend they didn't really hate each other.

With Andie, however, things were different. He actually enjoyed listening to her talk, and was interested in what she had to say. Nothing was forced. In fact, the whole day was so casual and easy, it was almost scary. After spending some time enjoying the park, they made their way to a small beachside restaurant and sat together, eating and chatting casually. “So, Sebastian.” She breathed then and he raised a brow at the use of his first name. Clearly, she was getting comfortable and he couldn't help but like it.

“When you’re not helping poor unfortunate souls, what is it that you like to do for fun?” She asked, and he just smirked as he took a drink from his milkshake. "Then again, I'm not sure you even know how to have fun." She teased and he laughed lightly. She wasn't totally wrong. Of course, he knew how to have fun, he wasn't a boring guy or anything, he was just generally too busy to enjoy himself.

"Well..." He breathed, thinking for a second. The waitress came to take their empty plates and he leaned back in his seat and shrugged as he glanced at Andie with a smile. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so relaxed and comfortable. "I usually work too much for fun." He told her honestly with a sigh. "But I like going out for a run when I can, and I know some people through work that throw some pretty kick ass parties occasionally." He said with a wicked grin, referring to the mob bosses and gangsters he tended to represent.

Seb stood then and held his hand out to her, pulling her up from her seat when she took it. He kissed her lightly before pulling back with a smile, lacing his fingers with hers. "I like the beach too." He said with a smirk as she started to walk her away from the restaurant and across the boardwalk towards the beach, wanting to sit with her and enjoy the setting sun for a few minutes.

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Oleander wanted things between her and Sebastian to work. Despite the kind of man, she knew he was and the age difference, there was something that told her they might actually be good together. It was the way things were so simple between them in this moment. Things for her had never been simple, not even with Leo. No matter how much she adored and loved Leona, things hand never and would never be simple between them because of the lifestyle they lived. Still as appealing as Sebastian was to her in this moment and as appealing as the lifestyle he lived was, she was still a murder. She as still a prostitute and a lowlife. She was someone that he couldn’t be caught dead with in the long run, because of his family name. It was the way the world worked and she’d be sure to leave him, before he left her. She was good at breaking hearts, at this point it might as well be a hobby.

"Well..." He breathed pulling her from her cynical thoughts. The waitress cleared the table for them, her eyes falling on Seb giving him her full attention as he relaxed back into his seat and she wasn’t sure she’d ever seen him wear such a calm demeanor and she had to admit the coolness the engulfed him in that moment was attractive. “I usually work too much for fun." He sighed and she matched his sigh with one of her own, knowing he was married to his work and that was something that would never change. "But I like going out for a run when I can, and I know some people through work that throw some pretty kick ass parties occasionally." He breathed with a wicked grin. She raised a brow wondering briefly what those parties were like.

She’d been to a countless amount of parties in her life. They weren’t the kind of parties, men like Sebastian attended though. They were parties where she went with the sole intent of making money for her pimp. They were the kind of parties where girls were bought and sold. Where there were endless supplies of cheap drugs. The kind of drugs that you were taking a chance on, because you couldn’t be sure what they were cut with. She didn’t have much time to dwell on the difference between the parties she went to and the parties he went to as he stood up offering her his hand and she took it willingly. He pulled her into his lips to his, kissing her lightly, before he laced his fingers with hers.

"I like the beach too." He said with a smirk and she giggled lightly. She hated that he made her feel like a school girl with a crush on her teacher. It was everything about him and she had to remind herself of the way he’d treated her in his office or the in his car a couple hours ago to keep herself ground and keep herself from falling too hard for him, although she was pretty sure it was already too late for that.

Her eyes wondered down the boardwalk a bit until her eyes caught what she was sure had to be an illusion. Then Leona’s eyes met her and she knew she wasn’t seeing things she was really there, with Orson. Her jaw clenched at the thought that Sebastian knew and just didn’t bother mentioning it. It frustrated her, but she kept her mouth shut for the moment. She had to fight the urge to pull her hand away from his. She forced herself to look away from Leo as they slipped down the stairs and onto the beach. They sunk down into the sand a little way away from the shoreline. Out of the corner of her eyes she kept her sights on Leo. She listened to Seb, but she wasn’t really hearing him. She lend in pressing her lips to his, when he paused in the conversation.

“I have to use the bathroom really quick.” She said simply, getting up and heading back up the stairs of to the boardwalk, before he could stop her. She lost sight of Leo. “Fuck.” She cursed under her breath. It wasn’t horribly packed on the boardwalk, but it was busy enough.

She caught sight of her just as she was passing the entrance of the bathroom and there was a break in the crowd. She smirked, pushing through bodies to get to Leo. Andie gabbed Leo’s wrist right before she entered the ice cream shop and tugged her into the bathroom. She didn’t say a word to her as she drug her behind her to one of the bathroom stales slipping inside the bigger of the bathroom stalls. She wasted no time locking the door and pushing her up against the wall. She pressed her lips to Leona’s lips. Her body burning for her, Leo still had the same effect on her. The way she made heat ignite in her chest. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips and she knew it was dangerous to be alone with Leo for both their sakes. It wasn’t like the guys were exactly okay with their relationship. However, her and Leo hadn’t left off on the best of terms and she missed her, not that she was willing to admit that with anything but her lips.


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Orson knew there was a bit of apprehension in Leona, mostly because they were both aware of how wild she was. Orson liked her because she was wild, but he also liked control which he wasn’t entirely sure how much control she was willing to give him. She’d given him a lot as of now, but he knew she was still holding back. There were other facets of her life that would always have more control then Orson ever could. The drugs and Oleander were the main two things in Leona’s life that had the kind of control of her that Orson wanted. However, it wasn’t like he could get rid of Andi, because his brother was infatuated with her and the drugs were too good a bargaining tool to completely cut her off. Still, Orson wanted to try. He wanted her, like he’d never wanted anything in his life and he was willing to sacrifice having all of the control, if it meant he got to have her. Not that he was going to let her know that.

He watched her sit on a bench as she faced the beach and he hesitated for a long moment before he joined her.
"I can't promise I won't fuck up." She started and he listened as she smoked and he debated lighting his own cigarette. "But I need a little more freedom and I really like what we've got going on." She said glancing to him. He nodded lightly like he understood what she was saying and he did. He just wasn’t sure if he was capable of giving her much more freedom. Control was his obsession, his most dangerous vice. Freedom was the exact opposite of that. She lend in giving him a small kiss on the cheek and he sighed.

He watched her as she glanced down the boardwalk, before looking away and out at the water. He was debating a lot of things. Whether keeping Leona around was a good idea at all or if he was just in over his head and she was more trouble then she was worth. He wondered if it was worth his reputation when shit about them finally got out. It wasn’t a matter of whether it would get out or not, because it would. It was a matter of when his infidelities with a much younger women and former client would get out. His father would be furious and there was a good chance he’d be reprimanded severally by the public, still even so after mulling it all over in his head like he’d been doing for sometime Leo oddly enough still seemed more then worth all of that.

"I'm going to go get us something to eat." She breathed causing him to raised a brow, she lend in then kissing his lips. However, there was something about the kiss that seemed off, he could taste that much in her rushed kiss. "Wait here, we need ice cream." She smirked as she kissed him once more. She slipped away before he could stop her without making a scene so he let her go. He gestured to one of his men who was near by to follow her and he complied moving quickly through the crowed to keep up with Leo, but staying far enough behind that he would draw attention to himself.

Orson pulled out his phone then text his brother. Andie’s with you right? He texted wanting to make sure there was no chance of the two girls running into each other on the small amusement park island. There was no telling what Leona and Andie were capable of with a few minuets alone. Orson had spent enough time alone with Andie to know just how horribly manipulative she could be. Her being intelligent, on op of her mental health issues was a recipe for disaster. It didn’t help that Leona and had been inseparable. He lit himself a cigarette as he waited impatiently for Leo’s return despite her not even being gone a couple minuets. He tried to keep his cool, but he couldn’t shake the way her lips had tasted or the fact that he knew his brother and Andie were somewhere on Coney Island with them.

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