Naked Desires

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res and I watch as my men continue to wash away the blood staining the ground. Dragging my ey

nt they appear almost neon against the tanned skin of the woman, the other set, h

d hazel eyes, and the grief I refused to let out twinged

city of Redhill, California, relentlessly, drenching pedestrians risking the rain and flooding the roads. The air was thick with humidity, a storm brewin

istrict to enter central city, the roads busier, smog and

was now the ruling family who owned the majority of the city and some surrounding areas. It came at a heavy price. Corruption ran deep, morals were lost as

throne now belonged to me. The last true Saint whose blood matched

one. We controlled the money, the drugs, the guns. The corporations and businesses added to our wealth and in return we beefed them up, kept them runnin

are try now. I would kill and keep killing for the family, and that bo

ccident, he lost control of his car, plunged it into the water that surrounded the city, and his body was lost to the sea, but until that was proven, it would be investigated as if we had

mmon. They often targeted men like Mr Garrett, paying them for information in hopes they'll sna

is folder to one of those families to use against us, which one

the sea crashing against the shore as the rain and wind tempered the ocean before climbing the hill. My house sat on a cliffside, overlooking the water

ghts within glowing softly as staff meander through the halls and in the many rooms of the property. I

ily business but could never rule. My ancestors had placed rules and laws that only we abided by, children born outside of a marr

new them, including my dead brother, yet he kept that secret and ig

were there for a reason, even if they

s opened for me, the driver standing and waiting for me t

s his eyes drop to the folder. A crease forms between his brow

what she knows and then dispose of her." I don't bother

ther half-brother was nowhere in sight.

the chair, relief washing

led from the Mar

instantly welling to her dark eyes

as yet to b

pe," she whispers

his car only just discovered. He wouldn't have stayed away, he

d, there was no o

d goodbye. I place a hand on her shoulder and lay the folder in front of her. Perhaps th

onths ago. He knew about the child and chose to keep it from us, leaving the

the Saints. He was

ould ha