Realistic or Modern Organized Crime

[No More Pretending]

She laughed.

 

[Zemfro]

He kisses her softly, "I'm sorry about what happened tonight. Like I said I never thought they'd attack so bravely."

 

[No More Pretending]

"I know darling..." she murmured.

 

[Zemfro]

He sighed, "Well I guess there's nothing else we can do other than rest." He gets back up to start taking off his clothes.

 

[No More Pretending]

She waited for him to lay back down and cuddled up to him.

 

[Zemfro]

He kissed her head, "You know what he said wasn't true, right?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"What who said?" She asked softly.

 

[Zemfro]

"Frankie." He says with a sigh, "I love you for you. Not because of your body."

 

[No More Pretending]

"Of course I know that," she murmured.

 

[Zemfro]

He nods, "Good...good." He kisses her once, "Goodnight Lynn."

 

[No More Pretending]

She fell asleep, curling up tightly.

 

[Zemfro]

In the morning she would wake up to an empty bed along with the faint sound of music coming from downstairs.

 

[No More Pretending]

She looked around, feeling panicked for a moment before she heard the music. A smile rose to her lips and she went downstairs. "Why'd you let me sleep in, dear?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.

 

[Zemfro]

Alex was found in the kitchen with his head deep in a cook book, he chuckled, "You looked so peaceful. I wouldn't want to disturb a work of art." He smiles and kisses her, "Morning hun."

 

[No More Pretending]

She blushed lightly and smiled at him. "You're too sweet..."

 

[Zemfro]

He brought her in and kisses her, his hands dropping low to grope her, "I'm just being honest, my dear." he grins.

 

[No More Pretending]

She blushed brightly, kissing his cheek.

 

[Zemfro]

Giving her a pat, he turned back around to look at the recipe, "What kind of cake do we want to give her? Just a regular vanilla cake or something more?" The doorbell went off, Alex looked up and sighed, "You go ahead and pick, hun. I'll handle it." He says as he heads to the door.

 

[No More Pretending]

She walked to the door after grabbing a robe and pulling it tightly around herself. "Hello?"

 

[Zemfro]

A man stood before her, looking to be another crew member of Alex, given the fact that he was also dark. "Oh Ms. O'Brien. Can you relay a message to Mr. Martinez? It's not very long and I really have to head out."

 

[No More Pretending]

"He's just inside. But if you don't have enough time I can," she said softly, bright eyes examining his features.

 

[Zemfro]

He nodded, "Well just tell him this, The whisper is back." He turns and walks away, "Ms. O'Brien? Please be careful with her." He said before getting into his car and drove away.

 

[No More Pretending]

She nodded and went inside. "One of your guys said the whisper is back and told me to be careful with her. I don't know who he's referring to there."

 

[Zemfro]

His smile went away, "Oh fuck..." he said bluntly. He put his face in his hands, "Hun, please take a seat."

 

[No More Pretending]

She sat down. "What is it?"