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10% OFF Your 1st Order! | Weekly riding lessons that get you nowhere. Spending thousands of dollars every year on clinics with “famous people” without getting long lasting results for you or your horse. Reading hundreds of books about horses and still unable to “DO” what you “KNOW.” Spending hours at work on social media trying to learn as much as you can about why you're stuck in a rut when you should probably be focusing on your day job… Drinking wine every time you go to jump because it “makes the jumps look smaller…” and your not getting any younger. Ummm…. Thinking of taking up a new hobby yet? Or throwing your breeches in the trash? Everywhere you look there’s some gadget, doodad or gizmo that will “cure all your problems.” But still you find yourself stuck in a rut. You ride longer. You ride earlier. You ride more horses. You ride later. You ride in the rain. You ride on the weekends. And whenever you have a spare moment. You search every corner of YouTube for the answers you seek. You enroll in every online course about horses you can find. You order ANOTHER book on Amazon, hoping it will contain that missing piece you’ve been searching for… All this to try and figure this out. It’s okay. There’s a solution. Here it is… Baby unicorns. I’m telling you, they are the answer you’ve been looking for! But seriously, If you finally want to start getting real results with your horses. And get out of the rut you’re in and start moving up to bigger jumps, trickier courses and more technical riding skills. Then this system is for you. https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/products/show-jumping-guide-to-seeing-distances And before you roll your eyes and think, “another horse ‘guru’ great…” Here’s some stats: -Mary was able to jump her hot-headed mare in just a snaffle, something she previously would have thought impossible. -Kim seriously considered selling her green project horse. Now, she doesn’t need to pay $1000’s of dollars to hire a trainer to train her horse for her. 1 year later she’s done all the training herself and is regularly competing in endurance and competitive trail classes and scoring all A’s on her report card! -Gina finally got the information she was always looking for but could never find elsewhere. She got a training plan and step-by-step system to follow. The results don’t lie. Take a look for yourself. https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/products/show-jumping-guide-to-seeing-distances Not only am I revealing my training plans and systems in my bestselling books. Today you can get the eBook or paperback shipped worldwide for less than you spend on matchy matchy saddle pads for your horse. Never again waste your time and money on gadgets, doodads and gizmos that simply don’t work. Or riding lessons that get you nowhere. Put on your big girl breeches. And click the link below to grab your eBook or paperback book today. https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/products/show-jumping-guide-to-seeing-distances | SHOP_NOW | https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/collections/sho | Coach Krystal Kelly | https://www.facebook.com/coachkrystalkelly/ | 4,638 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | coachkrystalkellybooks.com | IMAGE | Physical or digital books to help you improve your show jumping skills. | https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/collections/showjumpingbooks | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461683381_1473668909958608_4380307108345237584_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Tee0e1MIDxcQ7kNvgGN-hHZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AcCoT0R2rrYZtJgZ90SJ8yf&oh=00_AYBsBi-u8fFg-GLCoM8rMvgb4vH6nN_DTaskRUDx65p76Q&oe=675C2C10 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Coach Krystal Kelly | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-08 19:12 | active | 1975 | 0 | 10% OFF Your 1st Order! | ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “No more aimless riding for us. Love these show jumping books!” -Nnyke from the Netherlands Follow a 28 day step-by-step training plan based on your horse's needs OR mix and match mulitple books and build your own 6 month or 1 year of training plans designed to help you reach the top and strive for success with your horses. Order your paperback books now and have a training plan to follow to keep you focused & one hoof closer to your riding goals: https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com Use Code gift10 to save 10% on your first order! | SHOP_NOW | https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/collections/sho | Coach Krystal Kelly | https://www.facebook.com/coachkrystalkelly/ | 4,638 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop now | 0 | coachkrystalkellybooks.com | VIDEO | https://coachkrystalkellybooks.com/collections/showjumpingbooks | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461686123_857645009833597_2875027514725148775_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=muJqZdoX8OwQ7kNvgExovVB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AcCoT0R2rrYZtJgZ90SJ8yf&oh=00_AYCmvBH7UvOnXkRQgsvrCZex3LawkjFlF5hnVf6lIol3WQ&oe=675C2816 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Coach Krystal Kelly | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Mushroom Wood Flower Bouquet | Mushroom Wood Flower Bouquet - $45.00 This is a unique one-of-a-kind mushroom wood flower arrangement in a black ceramic planter. The arrangement is 12" tall and 6" deep. The wood flowers in hunter orange and natural cream are complimented in faux cream, green, amd and spongy mushrooms. Located in Butte, MT. Facebook Marketplace | BUY_NOW | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/125979312513 | Kelly Speer | https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-Speer-2293535067581024/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Buy now | 0 | IMAGE | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1259793125130314/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469308603_551675467790264_4138297033144123796_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BBA8qqCp_9MQ7kNvgFyd6NU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AWdjIGV49CTPwLl4t_FfhOa&oh=00_AYBCqK7ZRC4qZjnmLbpsML-F_qAjBob_fAcb7Tiw4oTPZA&oe=675BF998 | REGULAR_PAGE | 1 | 1 | 0 | Kelly Speer | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-08 19:12 | active | 1975 | 0 | It's that time again. . .#Headed2Miami ROLLING LOUD Weekend 2024🌴 Wanna Perform? HOST? Promote? SPONSOR? Book VIP?. . .contact 256-466-9520🤳 🗓THURSDAY DECEMBER 12TH Rolling Wild 🗓FRIDAY DECEMBER 13TH #ROLLINGwiththeStars 🗓SATURDAY DECEMBER 14TH #LOUDPack 🗓SUNDAY DECEMBER 15TH #FloatingLoud OPEN BAR YACHT PARTY🛳 #WETnWILD POOL PARTY 🔥VIP X Sections X BOTTLE Service X HOOKAHS X LIVE DJs♨️ POWERED BY💪: @LouieKnuckles @Mixboyent @FlightCrewLive @zelthemogul @Imjust_nic @HEADED2MIAMI Music By🎧 and MIC🎤: @bigCKelly @DJDIVersty #Headed2Miami #London2Miami #RunMia #RunMia2024 #RunMia2024 #RollingLoud2024 #RollingLoud #Rolling LoudMiami #BlackBeachWeekend #ATL2MIA #SOUTHBeachParties #MiamiNights #SouthBeachNightLife #MiamiYachtParties #CirocTheYacht #DripOrDrown #FlightCrewEvents 🍾🥂🍷 MORE INFO CONTACT 256-466-9520 | LEARN_MORE | https://headed2miami.com/ | headed2miami | https://www.instagram.com/_u/headed2miami | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | headed2miami.com | VIDEO | https://headed2miami.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/190518392_1008859776317834_4482768653562827732_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=7OUaB6R71AQQ7kNvgFVnWKk&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYDq2cfxqhf7YqSlfOSq9udMtGr-kWs4-sY_HvnVTztssQ&oe=675C068C | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | headed2miami | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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⋆.˚✮ AN INDIE SLEAZE DANCE PARTY ✮˚.⋆ | Let’s party in the sleaziest and sweatiest way possible 💋 Jacksonville! Grab your leather jackets, skinny jeans, eyeliner, and cigarettes as we dance to all your favorite indie rock, electroclash, and alternative hits 👏 🪩 Underbelly 👯♀️ Friday, January 17 😉 9pm 🎸 18+ YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE / GET TIX NOW 🎟️ @djkellylynn will be spinning the best of The Strokes, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Dare, LCD Soundsystem, The Hellp, Snowstrippers, 2hollis, Crystal Castles, and so much more! 💿 It’s an indie sleaze revival @thedanceparties 😎 | LEARN_MORE | https://www.etix.com/ticket/p/49089287/sleaze-frea | WHAT the DANCE | https://www.facebook.com/whatthedance/ | 1,637 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | etix.com | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://www.etix.com/ticket/p/49089287/sleaze-freaksan-indie-sleaze-revival-dance-party-jacksonville-underbelly?partner_id=100 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469650861_1944316779311942_8236997987726583496_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=p35E-HYkSMEQ7kNvgFEh_0U&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AOWlFac5u49zBIw91NIB46H&oh=00_AYCkhl4oD9WggFlkXMkJ_NBg3duriH6vph12FCIJyKQl6w&oe=675C1CFB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | WHAT the DANCE | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Holiday Makers Market | Our annual Winter Makers Market, with handcrafted and homegrown goods and gifts. Participating vendors are: Bacon Hill Botanicals Davis Family Maple Golden Earth Designs Pottery Hillview Farm Pork Main St Distillery Penny Creek Candles Red Pony Brand jewelry Sara Kelly Art Thomas Honey, and cold Argyle Brewing beers on tap. Shop local this Holiday Season! #washingtoncountyny #makers market | EVENT_RSVP | https://www.facebook.com/events/867708182212861/ | Sara Kelly Art and Graphics | https://www.facebook.com/sarakellygraphics/ | 428 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | INTERESTED | 0 | Holiday Makers Market | EVENT | Our annual Winter Makers Market, with handcrafted and homegrown goods and gifts. Participating vendors are: Bacon Hill Botanicals Davis Family Maple Golden Earth Designs Pottery Hillview Farm Pork Main St Distillery Penny Creek Candles Red Pony Brand jewelry Sara Kelly Art Thomas Honey, and cold Argyle Brewing beers on tap. Shop local this Holiday Season! #washingtoncountyny #makers market | https://www.facebook.com/events/867708182212861/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469458566_1630172457568419_1873234421322383501_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qol3Pfg4-DAQ7kNvgEq7OW2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AxqD5ZH_b8XrmNxhinIVIRe&oh=00_AYCHQ7erESVZ3U4peCkopk9i5gWulJv0DCyUg1j6a0MSSw&oe=675C059A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sara Kelly Art and Graphics | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Free Design Services | Chat with COREtec Design Services experts, like Kelly, from the comfort of your couch – it's easy and FREE! "I’ll help guide you to your perfect floor by prioritizing your design wants and needs. I can't wait to assist you with your project!” - Kelly, COREtec Design Expert There’s no pressure to buy, just real help from real people who care. Get started today! | LEARN_MORE | https://coretecfloors.com/en-us/design-service | COREtec Floors | https://www.facebook.com/COREtecFloors/ | 23,153 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | coretecfloors.com | IMAGE | Plus FREE samples | https://coretecfloors.com/en-us/design-service | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463307394_1091105199025746_5472074665878478667_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Rm5cmxCmI7sQ7kNvgEraS0C&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AV0odqer2N27w9OOY3IcEM_&oh=00_AYC0WZkwx1vey1ttzUBXrMGx6LqpXd2jIoIoVFx7qKkXVA&oe=675C1426 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | COREtec Floors | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🧐 What’s REALLY in Your Tap Water? Find Out with a Free Water Quality Checklist! | Is Your Home's Water Safe? | DOWNLOAD | https://kasenvironmentalsolutions.com/water-test | Kelly Sandland | https://www.facebook.com/61568207977749/ | 15 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Download | 0 | kasenvironmentalsolutions.com | DCO | Did you know that common issues like hard water, chlorine, and contaminants could be affecting your health and home? 🚰 Our quick checklist helps you understand the signs of poor water quality so you can make informed decisions for your family. 👉 Get your FREE Water Quality Checklist and discover: • Simple ways to test your water quality at home • Hidden signs that you may need a filtration system • Steps to ensure safe, clean water for your household Click "Learn More" to download your checklist and take the first step toward better water quality! | https://kasenvironmentalsolutions.com/water-test | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469565426_3598984127068543_2083703285316772133_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8A05oP1Pmk4Q7kNvgFLcaHy&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AV0odqer2N27w9OOY3IcEM_&oh=00_AYAIIgMlHWPHZO3cSvgU4JRKdK6RVJ5qUXLcttxbmqAjfw&oe=675BF9E1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kelly Sandland | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🔥✨ Get ready for a lineup like no other! ✨🔥 This week, we are introducing you to all of our incredible marquee performers - kicking it off with the return of the one and only - Orissa Kelly, joining us all the way from London to grace the Frozen Fire Festival stage once again! Orissa is one of the world’s only fire foot archers—a truly one-of-a-kind talent who has captivated audiences worldwide. From performing for the Queen of England 👑 to starring in Hollywood’s Wonder Woman and earning the title of ‘The Queen of Archery,’ Orissa’s artistry and skill are unparalleled. As the Frozen Fire Festival’s original headliner and a cherished part of our Anthem family, we couldn’t be more thrilled to welcome her back for six days of breathtaking performances. 📅 Don’t miss Orissa in action from December 29th - January 1st at Salem’s most magical winter celebration! | MESSAGE_PAGE | Frozen Fire Festival | https://www.facebook.com/FrozenFireFestival/ | 10,774 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | MULTI_IMAGES | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469387674_567424079484772_5278499612390539166_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tkLFgZ02ktAQ7kNvgHXM3vW&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AV0odqer2N27w9OOY3IcEM_&oh=00_AYCxy6kSDJW3zwqhumiPskxof9DZ1fW0x2l7--cra-Wsbg&oe=675C0EE3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Frozen Fire Festival | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-08 19:12 | active | 1975 | 0 | 💗 Download Goodnovel to read the full novel 💗👉👉👉👉 "My Secret, My Bully, My Mates." | The day I was born, I committed an unforgivable sin. Though I'm the Beta's daughter, I was reduced to lower than Omega, tortured and taunted by all until the arrival of a new girl reveals who I really am — the top warrior in our pack... SLAM. Well, that hurt more than it normally does. A groan slips out of my mouth. I don’t remember the lockers biting back so hard. “Happy Monday to you too.” I mutter to no one in particular. “You fat cow, stop getting in my way.” Kaley hisses at me before she strikes me. I can feel a little bit of blood trickle from the side of my mouth, she doesn’t hit that hard, but her fake nails are as sharp as cat claws. I can hear a couple chuckles and one is a little deeper than the others, that would explain the hard blow into the locker. She had one of the boys throw me this time. There are plenty of people who want to be in her circle so bad that they will do anything to anyone to gain approval. I live in a pack that feeds on hierarchy and dominance. Kaley's dad is one of the school board, so she is naturally in the top tier in school. And sadly, even though my dad is the Beta, as everyone in our pack knows how unwanted I am in my family, I'm basically shunned lower than an omega, while my brother who will inherit the Beta title enjoys the admiration of everyone along with other future pack leaders. Talk about the unfairness of life. “What did I do this time, your highness?” I ask sarcastically, risking a look up at her. I’m hoping to keep her attention long enough for the kid she was screaming at to run away. “You do not stop me from disciplining a pup. That little toe rag purposely ruined my brand new designer shoes in front of the whole school. She deserves to be punished.” Kaley tosses her platinum bleached hair over her shoulder and rolls her crystal blue eyes at me like I am the dumbest person in the world for not understanding that. It wasn’t the ‘whole school’ it was my brother, the future beta, along with the future alphas, gamma and delta. Those five boys are rarely separated. She was trying to gain the attention of Dakota and Cameron, our future alphas, like most of the girls in our school. Her little minions were focused on the other three, they didn’t really care which one gave them attention as long as they were noticed. You can't really blame them for trying so hard. This year when the guys came back, they were all almost unrecognizable. Each of them had a massive growth spurt and put on muscles like it was their job. They were all good-looking before, even my brother, but now they looked like men, very very, hot men. They all stood over six feet tall and were as wide as a standard doorway. As they get closer to 18, their auras are developing as well, which has many uses. Their aura lets you know you are in the presence of a stronger wolf, they use it to command lower-ranking wolves and it attracts bedmates. A wolf’s goal is to have a strong mate to procreate with, the higher the rank, the stronger the wolf. Almost all of the girls in the pack noticed and started throwing themselves at these 16 year old gods chiseled from head to toe. As Marnie and Jeanie were ogling the guys, Marnie tripped over this little fourth grader and dumped whatever frufru iced coffee drink all down Kaley’s legs. Kaley will never admit when she and her friends are in the wrong though. “Are you even listening to me?” I shake my head of my random thoughts and look back at Kaley. “Not really, just leave the little kids alone, they don’t understand or care about your expensive shoes or that your friends can’t walk in theirs and need to be given a wide berth.” I say with as bored a tone as I can. “Besides your clumsy friend is the reason that pup tripped in the first place, but I don’t see you beating her down. Pick on people your own size.” Was my retort which earned me another strike. More blood runs from my mouth. Just great, something I’ll have to hide at home for the next couple hours until it heals. At least I have my wolf to help now, last year trying to hide the bruises and cuts I got from Kaley and her girls was really hard. My father doesn’t pay much attention to me, he doesn't even know I got my wolf at the end of 8th grade, 6 years ahead of my peers, right after my brother and all the guys, but he did notice the first time Kaley left marks on my arms and a small bruise on my cheek. He only noticed my arm when we had to make an appearance with the Alpha and I had a short sleeved dress on. He wasn’t as concerned for my health as he was his reputation as the beta with his daughter getting into fights and causing trouble with pack members or worse, being too weak to defend myself in training. He wouldn’t even listen to what happened. He sent me to my room without dinner and kept me home from school the following day until the bruise faded completely. It’s not that my father hates me. That’s a lie, I don’t want him to hate me. But he blames me for my mother’s death. She died giving birth to me. Losing one's mate leaves a scar that takes a lifetime to heal. My brother used to be close to me, but as he was busy preparing himself to inherit the Beta title from dad, we just got more and more distant. I was basically isolated in my own home. That, along with Kaley and her girls at school making sure everyone knows if they even talk to me, in what could be considered a friendly manner, she will find a way to punish them and me. My last year of middle school and now high school is shaping up to be pretty lonely. I just have to keep my head down, my grades up and train hard to get into warrior training and out of this pack. This wasn’t my first run in with Kaley this year and we have only been in school for two weeks, but this is where things really started to take a turn for me. ... Training was the only time I didn’t have to worry about Kaley, Jeanie and Marnie or any of their other minions messing with me. They weren’t dumb enough to cause the kind of scenes with me that they usually did with the future alphas, my brother and the rest of the future leaders watching. I could be free and be myself, in the back where no one could see me. I have often thought about doing warrior training following school. I even started running the patrol route around the territory in the mornings before training or after school if I need to avoid people or my house. We don’t have a lot of rogue attacks, but they do happen and our border patrol keeps us in close contact with neighboring packs in times of need. I have enjoyed getting to know the patrol warriors and learning what they do as the first line of defense for our pack. I was pulled from my thoughts as the lead trainer brought us all in and explained what we were going to do today and then casually said we have a new member joining us. “She is here with her uncle and aunt while her parents are working for the Alpha King.” That got everyone’s attention, including Kaley, who somehow managed to sit on the sidelines in her short dress and heels, clearly not participating today, like every other day, but she actually showed up today. I still haven’t figured out how she gets out of mandatory training. This tall girl walked in like she owned the place, her confident stature was what caught my eye first. Her youthful, carefree face, long dark brown hair and bright golden honey eyes told me she couldn’t be much older than me, but the way she held herself and how the eyes of every guy at training followed her very developed and toned body made me smile at the thought of how the Barbies were going to take having competition. I must have made a noise out loud, since she turned around and looked right at me. Delta Kyle told her she could join the group and we would get her up to speed on what we were working on. Oh no! She walked right up to me and held her hand out. “Sierra, nice to meet you.” "Oh, hi, nice to meet... you. My..name is Skylar" I was so nervous my tongue got tied up. The girl was just shining. We were then paired up by Delta Kyle for fighting practice. Sierra was a good fighter, I'd have to say. But standing next to her had put me under spotlight as well, and I hated attention. Suddenly Delta Kyle motioned to us two. “I think a demonstration is in order. Sierra, Skylar, why don’t you two show us how the new defensive move is supposed to look.” He said loudly, getting the attention of the whole group, then he smiles at me and winks and I just want to punch him in his pearly white teeth. The whole stadium was looking at us now, including our future leaders. I think Sam was mubbling something to my brother, but I can't hear them. He was darting towards me a weird and novel gaze. Not just him, all five boys, especially the two alphas, their eyes beaming with excitement. What the f**k are they looking at? “I really don’t like you.” I say through the mindlink to Delta Kyle. “I know, but someone other than me has to see what kind of fighter you are and your brother and the guys need a lesson in humility. They have been left alone for far too long. Humor me for five minutes.” "You get two." Maybe these egomaniacs do need a lesson. I huff and move to face Sierra. She is smiling like I just brought her to her favorite candy store and told her she can have anything she wants. Oh, goody, she enjoys the attention. “Ready.” Delta Kyle’s deep authoritative voice booms over the crowd now circling around us. We take our positions. “Sierra, you are on the attack, Skylar use the new defensive move and lets see if you can pin her in less than thirty seconds this time.” I hear mumbles of ‘what?’ ‘30 seconds no way’ and giggles. That sets me and my wolf off. F*ck trying to be invisible. Arrogant boys think they are so great, when they can't even submit each other with basic moves. She grumbles. Shall we? I ask my wolf. 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💖😍one click to continue FREE reading👉 | My ideal lover would be a guy who is not in a hurry to get rest, loves literature and books, and is polite. My sister says that such men are extinct in the 21st century. She accused me of always daydreaming about nerd stuff, which is why I still haven’t cashed in my v-card. I mean, why should I? I've never been in love before. I’m just waiting for something more intimate. But I'm living in a fairy tale now that Daniel has shown up. We've been dating for a few months now after falling in love at first sight at a bookstore. He's thoughtful and attentive and a good listener, which is often the role I play - after all, my specialty is counseling. He doesn’t try to push me to go too far too fast, which sets him apart from other guys and suits my own pace perfectly. Today, in the bookstore where we first met, I take a sip of my cappuccino as I look over my boyfriend’s tall, lanky form, his curly chestnut hair falling into his green eyes. Daniel always dresses so nicely, today in perfectly-pressed grey pants, a shining silver watch at his wrist. Wait, I think, narrowing my eyes and looking closer. Are those diamonds below the glass face? I bite my lip, wondering why my boyfriend has a diamond watch. I mean, I’m just a broke grad student – is he rich? There’s movement over Daniel’s shoulder, and as I look, my eyes go wide. “Daniel, there’s…a guy over there. And he’s staring right at us.” Daniel turns to look directly at the brawny guy, well over six feet and chorded with muscle. His professional suit does nothing to disguise the roughness of his hands, the cruel scar that runs diagonally over his face, almost splitting his nose in two. “Oh, um,” Daniel says, shrugging. “Don’t worry about him.” “Don’t worry about him!?” I whisper, a little scared. “Daniel, he’s looking right at –“ “No, I mean, he’s with me.” Daniel gives me an apologetic smile as my mouth falls open in shock. “That’s Parker, he’s…well. He’s kind of my body guard.” “Oh,” I say, pulling my mouth shut into an awkward O. I stare at Daniel. He needs a bodyguard? How rich is he? “Yeah, just ignore him,” Daniel says, giving me a cool smile. “My dad gets overprotective,” he rolls his eyes at this. “Honestly, he’s so stressed out about safety that he could use a shrink like you to give him some counseling.” Daniel laughs at this, lightening the mood. “Anytime,” I mutter, nervously playing with my long red hair, worrying about the mismatch between Daniel’s wealth and my church-mouse status. I’ve never met anyone before who has a bodyguard. “Can I get you anything else?” Both Daniel and I look up at the baristo who smiles down at us, a really handsome blonde-haired guy who has an apron tied around his waist. “No thanks, Colin,” I say, giving him a big grin. “Actually, can we both get refills?” Daniel says, giving Colin a slow smile. “Oh, actually…“ I say, looking up at the clock and pushing my hair back behind my ears. If I don’t leave now, I’m definitely going to be late for my job doing psych evaluations at the state prison. “She’ll take hers to go then,” Daniel says, rising from our sofa. “Here, I’ll help you.” He follows Colin back to the coffee counter. I start to pack up my bag, intent on catching the next trolly, when I notice Daniel’s phone vibrating on the table, a call coming in. When the number disappears, Daniel’s home screen shows a family photo. The tall man in the back is certainly his dad, the other maybe an older brother? As I try to puzzle it out, the phone rings again – the same number. On impulse, I grab Daniel’s phone and sling my packed bag over my shoulder, heading towards the coffee counter. “Daniel,” I say, slipping behind the counter, “you’re getting a phone call –“ But there’s no one back here. I look around, confused – I definitely just saw Colin and Daniel head this way… I hear a noise from the storage room, a strange and muffled thump and a moan. I take two steps forward and peek around the door, maybe they both – Oh my god. Not two feet from me, my boyfriend presses Colin up against the wall of the storage room, one fist wrapped in the fabric of his shirt – kissing him passionately - Colin’s eyes are opened, his sights looking at the coat of Daniel’s suit, his sight already flash, speaking his name – my friend’s name – “Are you kidding me!?” I yell, not even thinking as I hurl the phone at Daniel and his lover. Both boys jump, leaping apart. “Fay – I – “ Daniel’s face is full of shock. Tears in my eyes, I run from the room and from the coffee shop. “Fay!” Daniel spills out onto the street behind me. “You don’t understand!” He grabs my arm, pulling me back to him. “I really like you,” he says, his eyes filled with apology. “You’re amazing - it’s just that my family wouldn’t understand, wouldn’t approve –“ “So what,” I asked, surprised. “You just want me to be your pretend girlfriend!? Sorry,” I rip my arm from his hand. “Not interested.” “Please, Fay!” Daniel calls after me as I run away. “Please – I can make this right! How much do you want? One million? Three million? I can-" I see him pull the checkbook out of his pocket. "I don't want your money!" I say, my voice mocking. Daniel blinks and I turn away. "I’ll keep your secret, you don’t need to pay me off. I just don't want to see you again." And just like that, my fairy tale with Prince Charming was over. I hurry down the street, my eyes filling with angry tears. Two hours later, I’m seated at a plastic table in a cinder-block cell, my eyes dried up and my hair tied back in what I hope is a professional look. My leg jitters with nerves and, I think, a little bit of aftershock. I still can’t believe what Daniel did to me. But I straighten up in my seat, taking a deep breath. I have to concentrate on my job now, and I’m incredibly nervous about my next assignment. I’ve only been assigned basic white-collar criminals thus far, but today I have to make an assessment of Kent Lippert, the man known as our city’s Mafia King. His unmatched cruelty and the unbelievable lengths he takes to protect his power are infamous in this town. I hear the hallway door clang open and stand up from my chair, pressing my hands against my blazer to straighten it. This is the most nervous I’ve been since I started this gig. The guards bring Lippert around the corner and I’m surprised – I expected Lippert to be a fat, old, balding man – the kind of greasy lowlife who belongs in our city’s underworld. But this man is trim and tall, moving with a kind of dangerous grace. My eyes follow the way his shoulders shift beneath the fabric of his uniform, the way that the guards quail, a little, as they unlock the cuffs on his hands. I gasp as my eyes finally fall on Lippert’s face, my mouth going dry. His dark hair falling over his forehead, his square jaw, the deep frown lines etched over green eyes – oh my god. I’ve seen this man before. I saw him today, in a picture on my boyfriend’s phone – And again, younger, etched in the features of my boyfriend’s own face. Daniel isn’t just some rich kid. He’s the son of the Mafia King. Kent leans his shoulder against the bars of his cell, his well-muscled arms crossed against his chest. What was he doing in this local prison, created to catch the overflow of the city’s rampant gangs? He was their king, after all. And to think, Kent was here by choice. His lip raises in derision as he shakes his head, wondering if he made the right decision, intentionally getting caught so he could get in here, just for the chance to talk to the warden. Two blue-uniformed guards walk down the row towards him. “Lippert?” They ask. “Warden wants to see you.” They cuff him and take him to the warden’s office. Kent sits down on a chair in front of him, wordless, waiting for the guards to leave. “So,” Sven says, closing his file. “I’m surprised you had the balls to come to my turn for a negotiation, Lippert. It’s brave.” The public didn’t know it, but Warden Sven not only runs this prison, but leverages his control over it to take a significant stake in the workings of the city’s underworld. He is as dirty as the rest of them, and if other bosses go against him? He locks them up. Quite a trump card in this world where one of the only things that stops a gangster is a stay in prison. “I’ll be out soon enough,” Kent responds, leaning back in his chair. “We have to talk about Ivan.” “Ivan?” Sven looks at him closely. “He’s chicken one.” Kent shakes his head slowly. “He’s just a kid, but he’s getting a foot in the good game. But because he’s green he doesn’t have the grit or the resources to handle it.” He pauses a moment, taking Sven in. “He’s getting backed into a corner,” Kent continues, “and it’s making him ruthless. He’s not coming to meetings of the families, he’s killing at will – made men, as well as wise guys. He has to be stopped, Sven. Or he’s going to wreck it for all of us.” Sven leans back into his chair, considering. Kent steels himself, staring Sven down. Antony, his cousin and second-in-command, had told him it was foolish to lock himself up for months just for the chance to talk to Sven. But Kent had a gut feeling this was the right call. An alliance with Sven against Ivan was going to pay off. Big time. “I see your point,” Sven says, breathing out through his nose. “Ivan’s too big for his britches, eh? It’s a delicate ecosystem,” he says, holding his hands out like a set of scales to demonstrate the balance. “We’ve all got to play our parts. If he pushes too far, he destroys it for all of us.” Sven nods, considering his next words before continuing. “I have to admit, Lippert, I’m impressed with your persistence in this matter. I’ve done good work isolating myself, protecting myself, but you found a way in. Not everyone would come to my turf, and stay so long, just for a meeting with me. I respect that. You’re a real capo, a good guy. I’m glad that I know this.” Kent nods, silently confirming this read of him. That’s exactly how he wanted Sven to feel. “Ivan’s a mad dog,” Kent says. “We’ve got to put him down. I’ll provide the muscle; all I ask is that you let us. Don’t interfere. As for the spoils…we split fifty-fifty.” Sven eyes him, considering. “I want eighty-twenty, for my agreement to let you handle it.” Kent doesn’t let his frustration show. He doesn’t care if Sven takes it all, honestly – Sven has power, but he’s notoriously low on cash, a problem Kent doesn’t have. But he can’t let himself be bowled over. “Sixty-forty,” he says, stern. Sven shrugs, not agreeing yet, but not pushing the matter further. “What about the other bosses?” he asks. “Are you anticipating pushback from Alden?” Kent shakes his head quickly. “Alden’s distracted. His guys are running the game, but he’s got some new clue about his lost kid.” He waves a hand, dismissing it. “He’s not going to take a side.” Sven nods, giving him a small smile, and Kent realizes that Sven already knew this. Sven might not have cash, but he does trade in secrets. Likely, Alden got the clue from him to begin with. Kent narrows his eyes, realizing that question was a test. He doesn’t like being tested. “Do we have a deal?” Sven shrugs, again noncommittal. He turns in his chair to stare at a calendar on his wall, the picture of a beautiful vineyard somewhere in Europe. “You know, I had a lovely glass of wine the other day. From Napa. But I gotta tell you, Lippert,” he turns here, looking Kent directly in the eye. “It left me a little parched, a little…too dry.” Sven’s lips start to lift in a cold smirk. “You wouldn’t happen to know…anywhere else. Where a man could get a finer glass of wine. A really good drink. Would you?” Kent flicks his eyes to the calendar again, realizing suddenly that the picture on the wall is a picture of his vineyard, the calendar likely produced as a promotional gift for tourists. Sven knew exactly what Kent would ask even before he set foot in the room, and he knew exactly the price of his cooperation. “France,” Kent says slowly, narrowing his eyes and staring at Sven. Perhaps not such a clean alliance after all. “The best wine in the world comes from France.” “You know, I’d like to try that wine,” Sven says, turning back to the picture, all innocence. “I’d like to get a foot in the industry too. Maybe get some property there, some day.” “Done.” Kent said. It’s worth the price. A good meeting. Kent leaves satisfied. As they walk down the hall, one of the guards turns to him. “We’ve been ordered to take you along to your psychological assessment before returning you to your cell,” he informs him. Kent glares at him, but says nothing. The guard shrugs. “Standard procedure, Lippert. All prisoners gotta do it.” Kent stays silent, following. Sven is pushing it, making him undergo psychological testing, when he’d be out of here tomorrow. He’s just trying to collect more secrets. Kent follows the guards to a cinder-block cell at the end of the hallway, noting that his lawyer is standing outside the door. The lawyer rolls his eyes to Kent and points at his watch, indicating that he’ll have him out of here in no time. Kent nods, and then focuses his attention on the door. He’s surprised, when it opens, to see a girl inside. Not a girl, perhaps, a young woman – twenty-three, at the most. She stands up, clearly anxious, biting her lip and playing with the long red ponytail that drifts over her shoulder. Her mouth falls open, just slightly, as she takes him in. God knows, Kent thinks, his whole body going tense at the sight of her – those long legs, knocked at the knees with anxiety, her short white skirt, that ridiculous blazer that she wears so people like him will take her seriously. He can tell from a single glance that she’s pure as the driven snow – ambitious but poor, eager to prove herself. His eyes rove over her, considering what she’d look like if he ripped that blazer off of her. He focuses, again, on those red lips, slightly parted. His breath hisses from his mouth at the sight of those lips, at the thought of what he could do with them. “Um,” she says, hesitant. He snaps his attention back to her jewel-blue eyes. “My name is Fay Thompson? I’m here to do your preliminary interview for state psychological assessment?” Kent grits his teeth, denying his urge to smile slowly at the fact that her statements are presented as questions. God, she’s perfect, this little angel. The feral, leashed part of him wants to know what she’d look like with a little bit of the underworld’s grime smeared all over her. “Hello, Fay,” he says, his voice low and hungry as he moves forward and settles into his chair. “Where do we begin?” I hesitate, settling down in my chair across from this man, sensing that I’m the doe to his wolf. It feels almost as if he could leap across this table at any moment and gobble me up. Daniel’s father is Kent Lippert, the Mafia King of our city. That’s why he has a bodyguard, that’s why he has so much money – I quirk my head to the side, still staring at Lippert, realizing that this is also why Daniel is hiding his sexuality – the mafia of our city are notoriously conservative, and family is everything. A gay son would never be accepted, especially an only son – God, he really did want me to be his beard – Poor Daniel, he’s got to hide everything he loves – Suddenly, I realize that the man in front of me is smiling, just slightly, his eyes moving over me as I stare at him like a deer in the headlights. I clench my jaw, reminding myself that he is the villain. “So,” I say, turning back to my papers, nervous. You’ve done this a thousand times, Fay! I remind myself. You could do this in your sleep! “Can you please state your name for me, and place of birth?” “I believe,” Lippert says slowly, “That you’re already aware of my history.” He leans back, studying me. I lift my eyes to glare at his impudence – he’s so rude. But, unfortunately, he’s right. Everyone in this city knows this information. I quickly fill out the form. I glance up at him, struck again by his similarity to Daniel. The profile, especially, is almost exactly the same – but whereas Daniel is gentle, refined, Kent has a grim, lethal quality to his face. I drag my gaze away from him, feeling a shiver pass through me, tapping its fingers down my spine. Somehow, I imagine that they’re Kent’s fingers… I quickly dismiss the thought and focus. “The rest of the questions that I ask you today will be of a personal and psychological nature,” I say, giving the canned speech I’m required to say to all inmates. “The state does require that you answer all questions fully and honestly as part of the assessment. Do you understand?” He is silent in response and I look up at him, a knee-jerk reaction to an unresponsive patient. He’s smirking at me, unblinking. “Little girl,” he says, slowly leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, “what gives you the right to ask me anything about my history and my mind?” I sit straight in my chair, unnerved by such a question. “The state has hired me to administer these examinations –“ “Do you have a degree?” he cuts in. “Some kind of…certificate?” The final word is heavy with derision. I frown at him and reach down to rifle through my bag, producing the certified paperwork from the state which qualifies me for this position. “Here,” I say, returning his glare. “If you’re so curious.” I reach across the table to hand it to him. A second before he grabs my wrist, I realize my mistake. He snatches my hand, fully capturing it in his, pulling me forward against the table. It doesn’t quite hurt, but, surprised, I drop the paperwork as I gasp, looking up at him, terrified as he brings my hand close to his face, and then – Oh my god – Slowly, indulgently, he runs his nose across the ivory skin of my wrist. “Camomile, lavender,” he murmurs, closing his eyes, indulging in my scent. “So fresh and clean,” he says. Then he opens his eyes and stares into my bewildered face, wanting to see my reaction as he says, “you must be a good man.” My lip trembles in shock, in awe. His eyes eat me up, savoring the tremble of my lips, my wide, terrified eyes. A guard flies through the door “Hands off!” he yells, but Kent has already released my wrist, raising his hands over his head, perfectly calm. “Sorry,” he says, smirking, his eyes on me. “Won’t happen again.” I blink at him, sitting back in my chair. I straighten my shoulders, unable to take my eyes off him. “Are you all right, miss?” the guard says, leaning forward to look me over. “I’m fine,” I say, rubbing my wrist with my other hand. I’m not hurt – just…shocked. I clear my throat and look back down at my papers. “We will…we will proceed.” I work to steel myself, determined to regain control, to finish this interview. I give Lippert a steady glare, raising my chin. I’m tougher than he thinks I am. At least, I hope I am. I pick up my pen again, grateful that my hands aren’t shaking. “Please,” I say, focusing again on the paper. “Can you tell me about the crime for which you were imprisoned? I see,” “Your little skirt,” he says, grinning at the fact that he’s riled me so easily, “is also very precious. You have beautiful legs, and it’s the perfect length to –“ “Please, sir,” I repeat, surprised to hear it come out in a shaky little growl. “I demand your respect in this process. Please be aware that what I report today will affect the rest of your time in prison, as well as your chances for early release. So I suggest that you take this process seriously.” He enrages me further by laughing at me – actually laughing at me – “Darling,” he says, leaning forward. “I couldn’t take you seriously if I tried. “ My mouth falls open and I blink at him, shocked, but it quickly turns to rage. I slam my hand on the table, but he only laughs harder. “Sir!” I say. “This is an important process!” I hit the table again for emphasis, my hand stinging. He just watches my every movement. “I understand, Doc,” he says. “I’m here, aren’t I? Go ahead. Assess me.” He waves a hand at his body, his powerful muscles, his unyielding gaze. I stare into his eyes and feel overwhelmed, almost hypnotized by his glare. I dart my eyes away, staring down at the floor – anywhere but at him. “You looked away first,” he murmurs, studying me. “On the battlefield, this means you’d have died by my hand. Weak.” Riled, I raise my eyes again to him, determined. “Good,” he laughs. “I like my girls with a little fight in them.” My face goes pale and red at once, enraged, mortified to have fallen for his trick, but also – god knows – I feel my heart go hard under my blazer. His eyes move to my chest, as if he knows it, the hum in his chest deepening. I grab my pen again, scrawling words across the paper as fast as I can. Constantly defiant, ruthlessly sociopathic, no remorse. Recommend continued imprisonment, without parole. “This is finished.” I say, decided, gathering my papers as fast as I can and shoving them, crinkled, into my bag. I can hear him laughing softly at me as I hurry. I take a breath, straighten my shoulders, and then give him what I hope is a withering glare as I move towards the door. I pound twice on the metal and the guard lets me out. I don’t look at Lippert again as I start to leave. “Oh, Doctor,” I hear his voice echo behind me. My cheeks burn with embarrassment as I turn to hear his parting words. “I’ll see you on the outside,” he says, giving me a dark smirk. “You can count on it.” “Not if I have anything to say about it,” I murmur, my voice trembling as the guard opens the door and I storm out. My paperwork recommends his eternal imprisonment. As far as I’m concerned, I’ll never see him again, and good riddance. “I’m just saying,” Janeen says, shrugging as she slides an omelet out onto a plate. “It’s a red flag when a guy doesn’t want to meet her friends and family. I mean, who even is this Daniel guy, anyway?” I stop dead on the stairs hearing these words, just three steps away from the kitchen. I stay still, hoping to hear what Janeen and dad really think. “I’m just saying,” dad says, shrugging in his chair at the table. “I think you should trust Fay a little more. She’s a clever girl.” He turns and looks directly at me. “Aren’t you, kid?” I scowl, embarrassed to be caught eavesdropping. I take the final steps down into the kitchen and give dad a kiss on the cheek, sitting down in the chair next to him. “I’m smart, but I’m not a kid anymore. Time to update the nickname.” “Never,” he says, smiling at me. “You’re my kiddo forever.” Janeen brings me a plate of eggs, patting me on the head. Even though we’re not related by blood, she treats me just as any condescending big sister would. I came to live with David and Janeen when David married my mom. Even after mom died in her car accident only two years after the wedding, David never gave me any reason to think of him as anything besides my dad. I love him just as much as any blood relation. I have no memories of my biological dad and no idea where he is. “So, what is it about this guy,” Janeen says, settling in her chair across from me. She’s always excited to talk about boys. “There must be something about him, especially because you’ve never called anyone your boyfriend before.” I blush. She’s right but…well, they don’t know yet that my first relationship has already ended in disaster. I’ll make something up in a week or two. “Well, he’s really sweet to me,” I say, picking up my fork and digging into my eggs. “He’s not like the other boys I met. They’re always so loud and annoying. Daniel is…different. A gentleman,” I say with a small smile. And as gay as the day is long, I can’t help but adding internally. The smile falls from my face. But really, they don’t need to know that yet. I eat my eggs quickly, eager to get away from the conversation. “He’s…gentle?” Janeen asks, raising an eyebrow, her voice skeptical. I look up at her, confused, and nod. She laughs. “Oh, poor Fay!” I put my fork down and sit up straight. “What? What’s wrong with that?” “What, he only touches you very delicately? Squires you around town?” Her voice is sarcastic here, saying it as if these are bad things. “Talks to you about books?” “Yes?” I say, drawing my brows together, getting a little angry. “What’s wrong with that!?” “Fay!” she says, leaning forward and laughing. “Come on, don’t you want a guy who gets your blood running a little bit? Not someone who gives you a little peck on the cheek, but who throws you down, makes you want to climb all over him like –“ “Oooookay,” dad says slowly, interrupting her and holding out his hands between us. There’s a smile on his face, though, good natured. “That’s a little more than a dad needs to hear.” Janeen laughs at this, popping another bite of eggs into her mouth. “Okay, touché, dad, but still. Fay, baby,” she looks at me imploringly. “Are you sure this guy isn’t gay?” My face floods red at this, a deep blush as I look down at my plate. How the things did she know?! “Oh my god,” she says, leaning forward, all eagerness. “Is he!?” “No!” I protest, stabbing at my eggs with my fork. “He’s –“ But whatever I was going to say is drowned out by Janeen’s roar of laughter. “Come on, Janeen,” dad says, sternly, after a few moments of this. “I’m sure this Daniel is a great guy.” He looks at me, then, a little pity in his eyes. “Like she says, he’s just a gentleman.” “Okay, okay,” Janeen says, wiping away tears of mirth. “I just want more for our Fay baby! You deserve passion in your relationship, as well as respect and…book talk, or whatever you do.” She shrugs. “I’m very happy,” I murmur, finishing my eggs as quick as I can. “Come down to the club with me,” Janeen says, reaching out and taking my hand. I can tell that she’s trying to make amends. “I’m not working tonight, and we can go have some fun! We’ll get free drinks and you can meet the girls!” I look up at her, hesitating. I love Janeen, but we live in totally different worlds. While I’ve spent my life at school and coffee shops, Janeen has been a night owl, working at various clubs as a servant. Not cheap sleezy places, either, but really high-end ones where they respect her work as a kind of art. She’s very talented, and she makes a ton of money. “Come onnnn” she whines. “We’ll get you more in touch with your body, get your blood flowing.” She dances in her chair, showing us some of her moves, ending with a sexy flick of her long purple hair. I laugh. Janeen has such an effervescent personality, it’s hard not to want to go wherever she’s going. “I’ll think about it,” I say, finishing my plate. “I’ve got some work to do –“ “Work work,” she says, rolling her eyes and scooping up her plate and mine. “You work way too much. Have some fun, baby!” I roll my eyes at her and pat dad on the shoulder as I head into the living room. He picks up his paper, eyes already on the sports section. When Janeen first got started in her profession, I wondered if it bothered dad. But he just said that there’s no stopping Janeen from doing precisely what she wants, so why not go along with it? “Besides,” he had said. “As long as she respects herself, why should I care if she dances in a good man or a tutu? Let her be happy.” I smile at the memory, grateful, again, for such a good dad. In the living room, I open my laptop and open a search engine. My mind drifts to Janeen’s idea that I should get more in touch with my body and my instincts. My cheeks grow red and I find myself – bizarrely – typing Kent Lippert into the search bar. I’m surprised by the results. The news channel that dad watches every night calls Lippert the Mafia King, always detailing his dirty deeds, but the sites I’m looking show him standing in front of a tech company in Silicon Valley, calling him the CEO. Another site lists positive reviews of his many businesses, with employees suggesting that he’s a great boss. Still another…god, is that Brad Pitt he’s shaking hands with in that photo? I gather my hair in my hands, passively starting to braid it as I look through these results, trying to match it with that ruthless man I met in the prison the other day – “Whatcha looking at?” Janeen says, flopping onto the couch and grabbing the laptop out of my hands. “Hey!” I say, snatching at it. “Janeen, give it back!” “Oooohhhh,” she says, scrolling through the photos of Kent on the page. “Now this is a hottie who could light a little fire under me, for sure,” she says, nodding appreciatively. “Who is this guy?” “Kent Lippert,” I say, hugging my knees to my chest. “I had to interview him at the prison the other day. He was…unnerving.” Janeen flicks her eyes to me, considering. “Did he scare you?” I shrug. “A little.” She narrows her eyes a bit, snapping the laptop shut. “Okay, that’s it. You’re coming out with me tonight, baby Fay,” she says, coming across the couch to give me a big hug. “You’ve had a hard week with your gay boyfriend and scary Mafia King. 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