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(Vincent / Ayanna)
They had fallen out without the actual fall out. Till this day, sheâs unsure of what happened. To their friendship that is. Everything else, Vincent made clear. Heâs never lied to her in the years theyâve known one another but she wishes he had never pulled away so abruptly. ayanna isnât exactly used to losing people she loves. Even if it happens often to her. Each one hits her like a ton of bricks. Aiden being the last one. So itâs nice to see the familiar face and hopefully this means sheâll be seeing Vinnie more often.Â
keeping the embrace for a few seconds, she pulled away gingerly, removing her mask so that she could see how her features soften at his words. âYouâre always so charming, Vin.â At the mention of the free time, her smile widens a bit. âThe twins will love to know youâll be around more.â And her too of course but she didnât want that to come off too weird. At his acceptance, she leads the way to the exit and toward the gazebo. Thankfully, itâs empty and Ayanna moves to sit down, gesturing him to join her. âSoâŚretirement so young? Iâm so proud of you, Vinnie. You know that?âÂ
Vincent found the hardest decision he ever made was breaking things off with Ayanna, but heâd seen how quickly his motherâs care fell to Cordelia and how it changed their life forever. He couldnât become a burden to the newly made Mother no matter how much he loved her. He told himself time and time again heâd done the right thing by pulling away allowing her to live her life free from his problems. But with the murder of Aiden, Vince couldnât stay away from his family any longer.
He chuckled softly looking at Aya âYou were the only girl to ever think soâ He replied moving to follow her. The Gazebo was beautifully decorated as they stood there âIâve missed the twins so much, how have they been?â He questioned before looking down, it wasnât known to many that heâd punched a rather horrible Sheriff that lead to his retirement but that wasnât something anyone needed to know. âYou are Aya? It was just working with the FBI, nothing super important, and look at this club everything is so beautiful and there isnât an employee here who doesnât love and respect youâ
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Vincent had been enjoying his time with Ayanna and the Twins it had been such a long time since theyâd had time to spend together like this. The twins, of course, had night time plans but he didn't mind hanging out with Ayanna, but he could definitely see that her wine was catching up with her. âIâm so hurt youâd believe Mads over me?? Its hardly being competitive we fed off each other's energyâ Â he smiled back at her winkling his nose after she poked it, no matter what Aya could always tell when he tried to lie. âAm I? not many people would mix lying and being cute together... The boys look wonderful by the way youâve done an amazing jobâ
@temptationsbeautyâ Vincent & AyannaÂ
It was her third glass of wine and Ayanna isnât a light weight but she had nothing to eat all day so this was already doing quite a number on her. It was nice sitting out on the deck reminiscing with Vinnie. The boys had gone out with friends and it was finally just the two of them catching up. âOh please! I specifically remember Magdalena telling me that you were the competitive one not her! Who do I believe, hm?â She glanced over to him with a smile pulling at her lips. âYouâre cute when youâre trying to hard to lie to me!â She pointed at him and poked his nose. Away from the club, the pressure. This was nice.Â
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(Theo / Novah )
When Theo brought up the type of work that she did, her eyebrow raised. âOne thing you should know about me Theo is that Iâm not fucking afraid of anyone. Not even fucking death himselfâ Her voice was pointed, firm. âNever fucking lived that way and I wonât start now. You donât need to worry about me.â She knew no one would attend her funeral. She was never the type of person people were drawn to, happy to see, close with. She leaned forward into him. Regretting for even having the conversation. âAnd donât ever bring my job againâ She said. âWeâre going to.. or Iâm going to catch that mother fucker. End of storyâ
Theo sighed, of course, he knew the type of person Novah was, he wasnât an idiot and this wasnât his first time making friends with someone who belonged to the mob. âI never said you were afraid, nor did I say I care about what you do. I only said that I wouldnât like anything to happen to you. You canât tell me how to feel Novahâ He replied rolling his eyes at her move of indentation âYou donât scare me, neither does your job, just be in mind if youâre going to hit me put your full strength into like my stepdad used to, otherwise Iâll just get right back upâ He replied standing up to leave âI hope you do catch him, sorry for trying to be your friend, wonât happen again promiseâ He replied leaving.
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Theo had been greatly enjoying the whole experience especially when he got to do so with his sister. It was often she got to smile and dress up, he rather hoped that buying this ticket as well as giving even more of a donation to the kid's college fund before watching his little sister dance with Ayanna as she giggled across the dancefloor. It didnât take long for the other to pull his attention from his sister to her. âYou know Iâd love to danceâ He replied moving to hold out his hand towards her. âShall we?â
violeta had never been to anything like this in her life. Â every day in amiens was another new experience that she wasnât going to pass up. Â even the dress she was wearing, she remembered thinking it was something she would never have the guts to buy and thatâs how she knew she had to do it. Â still feeling the gutsy energy, violeta grabbed one of the shooters as someone walked by and down the shot before placing the empty glass down. Â Her silver mask was slid back on to give a bit more confidence as she walked up to someone. Â âwant to dance?â ( @eclatantstart )
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(Vincent / Ayanna)
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Everything about being together was amazing, how much heâd missed her pouring out of every movement he made. His brain finally shut out the horrible voice in his head that stated this wasnât a good idea, he missed her, the feel of her around him, the noises sheâd make when he hit that perfect spot. He couldnât stop making love to her every word of hers urged him to go faster and deeper ensuring sheâd come for him. âIâll never stopâ he replied breathlessly as he picked up his pace feeling his own release approaching, his hands sliding down her body to pin her hips to the wall as he plowed into her moaning at the bite and marks that were sure to prove whatâd theyâd done. âHow possessive of you, Marking me yours again Aya? Ensuring that no one will ever take me away from you again? â He smirked âDo you like the way my cock feels in you? Bring your closer and closer to release? Should I cum inside you Aya? Or should I coat you with proof of how much you excite me? How only you could excite me?â
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(Vincent / Oliver)
âYou and me both. Look, I donât let getting blood on my hands and I definitely donât believe that itâll make matters better but if there is any way I can help that doesnât involve putting people in the ground, Iâd love that. I mean it.â He smiled thinking about the club and the music that always seemed to lure him in even when it was his fatherâs wishes to stay as far away from the business as possible. âIâd love to see them. Maybe Iâl pay a visit or something. Iâll check in with Ayanna too. Iâm sure sheâll be happy to see more friendly faces.âÂ
Vincent watched the other as he spoke it was easy to see that he wouldnât be able to do anything dirty not like what they needed, His sister demanded Blood and that was what she was going to get so long as it didnât involve Ayannaâs. âThank you for the offer Oliver, We appreciate itâ He replied before watching the male, heâd always had an unhealthy attachment to his girlfriend and even now he disliked it. âIâm sure sheâd love it, after all, we were just reminiscing last night about everyone when we all used to hang out. Now that sheâs got me back Iâm sure sheâd love to catch up with a friendâ
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(Vincent / Oliver)
âAlways so charming.â Heâd roll his eyes if it didnât mean losing out on quality catching up. That was his desire anyway. He wanted to make sure everyone still had a pulse in this place. âYou alone? You alone will take on the possible gang rivalry that wants us all dead?â He sighed and sat back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling, smiling at the music he hears in the background. He always loved Eclatant, loved that gorgeous owner that walked around like she owned the world. âHowâs Aya? I havenât seen her in forever.âÂ
Vincent smiled at the other âI do tryâ he replied before sighing softly âof course Iâm not alone in this hunt but I do have a personal stake in finding the people who want to put the ones I love in the ground Oliver.â He replied sighing softly while heâd come here only to see Aya the whole club scene never really being his place to be. âAya is doing alright, given the situation, so are the twins, theyâve both grown so much since the last time you probably saw themâÂ
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@nlovendwarâ continued from hereÂ
Vincent had been silently watching Antonello, the male was quite interesting when it came to cleaning even if he was just pushing more blood around once that rag within his hand was ruined and stained with it. He hadnât seen this much since he was a child and heâd found his mother but it never truly bothered him looking at the other as he seems to tirelessly work through the mess.
âIâm not the one that made this mess, so how can I help you? Outside of telling you the things youâre in desperate need of help?â He smirked before moving to take off his jacket and roll up his sleeves at, before moving towards the body pulling out some gloves. âI donât think I wanna know what being wrist-deep in something else means when it comes to you. But did anyone see you and this âfat fuckâ together?â He questioned moving the body towards the plasticâ
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Theo had just finished his set smiling softly as he made his way to the bar wanting a drink. âHey Violeta, yeah I just finished up. Do you still need to go on or you clocked out for the day?â he questioned before ordering himself a drink.
violeta noticed the other lounge singer and walked over with a smile, ordering a drink at bar. âare you done with your set for the night?"Â ( @temptationsbeauty for theo! )
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(Vincent / Novah)
What Vincent said went straight to Novahâs head. She was so so proud of herself. She walked in Vincent confidently, proud of her set up. It was desolate, damp, dark, everything from a fucking nightmare. âExcuse the messâ She said as she stepped over a pile of blood. âWatch your stepâ
 She lead Vincent into the back of the warehouse, the man she held hostage in a chair that was knocked sideways on the floor. She had done that herself before Vincent came. âHe said he would talk to us. No significant other or children to know that heâs missing, so he figured out how long all of this could take, but thankfully he cracked.â The chains anchored to the wall rattled. She patted his face with a smile. âLook I brought companyâ She said excitedly. âI assume youâll be as forthcoming as earlier. I just cleaned off my meat cleaver, it would be a shame to bring it back out today>â
She walked over to the chair. âWake upâ She said firmly to the man as she sat the chair upright.Â
Vincent had been very impressed with Novah, his sister had chosen correctly when they moved her up when they took control. The women more than just experience but she could handly orders very well and keep things discrete. âIâve seen much worse my time spent with the FBIâ He explained moving to step over the pile of blood.
This warehouse had been perfect, he still clocked every single thing about it he could before turning his attention on the hostage, the male was a perfect fit for the man in the picture. Novah had found the missing puzzle piece. If they got all the information they needed maybe this would be the proof to Cordelia that he was loyal to her always. âSounds almost too good to be true, but from what I can tell he wouldnât lie to you not after all your hospitalityâ He smirked allowing Novah to take control in waking him before moving a chair in front of the male sitting down to stare into his blood face. âMy colleague says youâre willing to talk, So this is how it will go, Iâll ask the questions, I want straight forward answers, or My very wonderful friend here will be left alone with you again do you understand?â He asked the man receiving a grunt of approval. âThe murders Of Adien Barret and Andrew Barret were they connected?â
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When Vincent heard that Sophia has sent her kids away he couldnât even fault her, the women had been thinking of their safety in the long run. But still to be in the house without the patter of little feet or the sound of her husband couldnât have been all that great. So he took to coming over a bit more checking in on her to ensure she was doing okay.Â
Much like tonight, he walked in smiling softly at the women before taking the folder and passing her a bag of food for them to eat. âYou are quite resourceful Sophia, and I believe just talking to you will suffice. Iâm not really the people person in the familyâ He chuckled moving to place the folder in his bag before pulling out another one. âI was going to give this to you tomorrow but since you did so well with the first list how about looking into themâ He replied setting the folder on her table before moving pet the dog idly.
you would think the hardest thing would have been losing her husband, but for sophia, it was not having her kids around.  she did for them, to keep them safe. her brother lived hundreds of miles away and where better than to have her kids at this scary time? still, the quicker she got them back, the better. when she heard her door, sophia knew by her dogâs laid back reaction that it was nothing to worry about and she opened up to see vincent there. âperfect timing,â she said as she led him back to the kitchen where she handed him a folder.  "none of these people did it. you can talk to them again but i spoke to them and believe them.â there will still plenty of others to talk to but it was a start. ( @temptationsbeautyâ for vincent! )
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Vincent had stayed clear from Cordelia for the rest of the week not wanting to upset her like he did that night. He clung to his nieces putting most of his energy into playing and hanging out with them. It wasnât until he heard his phone go off he noticed who it was from. it had been too long, but he had all the faith in Novah the women wouldnât stop until she found the man heâd easily picked out. He said his goodbyes to his nieces promising them that heâd return when he could before driving to the coordinates heâd be given by the women.Â
All the while he drove there he thought of questions he wanted an answer, and how to go about getting that information, when his family and Ayanna who was targeted there isnât anything he wouldnât do to ensure he stopped whatever was happening. He parked getting out of the car looking at Novah as she stepped out. â I never doubt that you could take me to himâ He replied following after her feeling his bandaged hand tighten.
Novah had put all of her free time and energy into getting answers for her family. Although she was completely out of her character after the first attack, her lust for blood did not change in the slightest. As promised, Novah asked around, searched high and low for the person in the picture Vincent ( @temptationsbeautyâ ) Had given her. Novah of course had learned patience, to calm down her storm, and in the end it was paying off.Â
It all started the day Cordelia and Novah were running after a suspect. His face was stamped into her memory, not letting her forget. His face looked so familiar that it drove Novah mad. Changing her clothes a few days later, she found the picture Vincent gave to her and she wasnât stopping until she found the man again. And she did.
After a few days of holding her prisoner hostage, Novah tried to extracted information out of him. Once he heard a lick of something important, Novah quickly got a hold of vincent. She had him in his grasp and knew that he would ask the right questions and she could get the answers. She didnât say anything, just dropping her location to him. With a text saying
Found a new home for a new friend.Â
Once she heard wheels pulling up in front of the warehouse, Novah stepped out in the dark. Meeting Vincent at the car. âI found himâ Was all she could manage to say, her nerves getting the best of her.Â
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(Vincent / Ayanna)
Vincent groaned at how wonderful it felt to be one with Ayanna again, it was like they were made for one another something that he could never get enough of. Her cries always urged him to go faster and harder wanting to pull more sweet sounds from her mouth. He watched her as he rocked within her holding her close listening to her words of pleasure moving faster and faster moving to pin her arms to the wall attacking her neck with soft bites and kisses. âGod How much Iâve missed you Ayaâ He moaned out before angling his hips to ensure he hit the bundle of nerves he knew would make her scream out. âIâll never let you go again, youâve caught me once againâ He replied breathlessly as he felt his cock being swallowed up by her willing pussy, almost trying its hardest to ensure he never left its comfort. He didnât want this night to end, being with her was like something he could never explain, she was his queen and the love of his life there wasnât a place heâd rather be then with here with her. Â
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(Vincent / Oliver)
âI came to say hello.â He chewed the inside of his cheek as he stood up and straightened his jacket. He misses LA every single day but right now, he had bigger things to take care of. âI didnât say I had a deal, Vincent. Had you paid attention, you might have known that. But, the reason Iâm here is because people are dead. Hoping that shit comes to a stop soon and doesnât get any worse, ya feel?âÂ
Vincent looked at the other male, itâd been almost years since heâd seen their cousin not that he really activity went out of his way to see Oliver by any means. âAhh forgive me I mostly just nod through most of your talks Ollieâ he replied before nodding his head âIt will come to a stop Oliver, Iâll find the people who dared hurt our family that much Iâm sure of.â
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#â â â{True King⸠Vincent} â âThe problem is me and I can't be fixed.â#example of how he can loose realty so easily#knife tw#mental illness tw
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Broken & Alone
âHearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we donât.â -Â Stephen King
He needed to get away, his world was crashing and no amount of medicine he took seemed to make it stop, he couldnât do this in front of his Nieces no, they knew he was sick but heâd ensured theyâd never seen him on really bad days like this. His fight with his sister had opened a great wound, sheâd brought up their mother something he only told Delia about his fears of becoming like her, and sheâd thrown it in his face. He escaped from the living room leaving his sister to drink her pain away as he felt an attack coming on as he locked his door trying to lock his world out. Everything seemed to crash upon him at the same time, His love for Ayanna, the fact someone had tried to take her from him. Aidanâs death being collater damage for the women he loved life. The betrayal and anger that radiated off his sister when he told her to leave Aya alone. Why couldnât they return to simpler times away from the world when everything was okay, he wasnât sick and they werenât weighted down by the death of their loved ones.Â
Vincent took a shaky breath as slide down the wall-crawling toward the box he kept under his bed, it held a video and some whiskey, something heâd received from his forced retirement, just another hateful thing the FBI gave him knowing the male didnât/ couldnât drink. At this moment he didnât care as he opened the bottle taking a deep drink letting the alcohol burn his throat all the way down. Heâd knew that he shouldnât have been drinking not with the pills they had him one but he couldnât care less if he died because of it. Everything was ruined no matter what side he chooses heâd lose someone close to him, to be without his sister and his nieces would end his world. Yet to be without Ayanna again was a pain he wasnât ready to give into, the twins heâd loved as his own and he could read the anger and hatred that now lived in Deliaâs eyes towards Aya and knew his sister wouldnât just let her go away without issue. He took another long sip from the bottle as the burn had lessened with each sip he took as he moved his eyes towards the Disk that laid in the box as well pulling out his laptop he loaded the disk. Hitting play he saw his mother come across the screen cooking with Delia and himself, everything about his Mother had been nothing but light except for that day when he found her cold unmoving body, the day sheâd killed herself. It was a recurring nightmare that heâd be found the same way only now it felt like no one wouldâve cared. Â
As he continued to watch the video and drink almost all of the bottle he felt himself slip from reality as his Mother now stood holding his face in her hands. He felt nothing but dread as it wasnât the women from the screen holding him but her from after she committed suicide, her hands covered in her blood as she smeared it on his face taunting him, âSo smart, and look at you now, youâll end up just like me, Wrist cut because the voice wonât stop Even Delia is done dealing with the burden youâve put on herâ He felt himself scream out crying trying to get her away but nothing seemed to work until he felt her hands around his neck choking the life from him. It wasnât until he heard Braelynnâs voice cut through his nightmare, noticing the blood had come from his own hand when heâd smashed the bottle on the ground cutting his hand horribly. He was once again pulled from his mind hearing her voice once again, heâd woken his darling niece had spoken again letting her fear and concern drip into her tone. He could feel the tears come to his eyes before he found his voice. âItâs just a nightmare Braelynn...Please go back to bed...Uncle is having a bad dayâ He managed to get out knowing the little girl still didnât move from his door he sighed making his voice a little more stern âPleaseâŚ.Braelynn just go back to bedâŚWeâll talk in the morning I promise baby girlâ he begged glad sheâd finally headed his tone returning to her room with a soft goodnight.Â
Once Vinnie knew she was gone he broke down again crawling onto his bed cradling his bleeding hand in his ruined shirt as he clung to his pillow crying out his pain, heartache, fear of what he knew was going to be how his story ended.
#đ°đ˘đŠđŁ đđđŻđ   ă Vincent Lockwood.#suicide mention tw#blood tw#mental illness tw
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