Audrina's POV

I stood there, frozen in place, watching the love of my life standing on the footpath, only a few metres away from me. I wanted to fucking hurl.

Why is he here? Who is he with?

My mind was racing with a million questions. Questions that would have to go unanswered as I couldn't bring myself to go near him or even breathe his name.

That fucking asshole.

Goddamit why does he have to look so fucking good.

I quickly turn my back to him as I watch his gaze drift my way.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I didn't dare move.

Fuck what if he notices me?

I wasn't prepared for that. I wasn't ready to see him or speak to him again. Not after the way things ended between us.

I take my compact mirror out of my bag and subtly check to see if he was still looking my way.

His head's down. Thank fuck.

I quickly run behind the public toilets to my left, where I still have a clear view of him.

He looks tired, like the world rests heavily on his shoulders. He looks back up again, scanning the area I was just standing in.

Did he know?

Does he miss me like I miss him?

We've hurt each other in a way that would be difficult, almost impossible to recover from, yet here we are, together in the same place, same time, 4 years later. This must mean....

And he's gone.

"Dammit Benj! What the fuck are you doing here?" I whisper to myself.

"So are we all set for Lexi's 21st on Saturday then?" Julie asks.

"For sure!" Ava replies. "It's gonna be epic!"

"Well of course babe! Aren't all my parties epic?" Julie chuckles.

The bathroom door swings open with a bang and in strolls Stefan.

"Ok, who are we bitching about and why was I not informed?"

"Stef, this is the female bathroom." Ava states.

"Girl! I'm all woman in here." Stefan replies, running his hands down his body. "With the additional love stick!"

"Lovely." Julie replies. "So as I was saying, I've already got my outfit. I'm gonna look so fuckable, JD won't know what he's in for."

"Who's JD?" Ava questions.

"Oh girl, since your drunk ass was at home, you've missed out on all our tea sessions." Stefan replies. "We've got shit loads to cover."

"Starting with JD!" Julie exclaims. "I can't wait to get that British cock in me."

"Wow." Ava says. "Since when do you ever wait to get filled up?"

"Since this one is actually a lawyer and is daddy as fuck." Stefan replies.

"Don't be cuttin my grass now baby." Julie replies, poking Stefan in the chest.

"I'll take the sloppy seconds any day. Even thirds." Stefan replies grinning from ear to ear. "Hell, I'll lick the tip and suck the juices dry. Clean him up after he's done with you. I don't care. Just gimme some of that English sausage."

"Ok Anyway! Start from the beginning babe." Says Ava.

Brock Vaughns POV

The sound of footsteps behind me, bounce off the church walls as I continue to stare at the alter in front.

"Boss, they're here."

"Send them up." I reply to my head guard, without turning around.

The hesitant unrhythmic sound of footsteps gradually get louder as I hear my guests make their way towards me.

"I know you both have your hands full with all the tasks I have given you, so I appreciate you coming down to see me." I state.

"I'm sure you are both wondering why you have been requested tonight." I continue. "Well you see, I have been standing here for some time now, in front of this alter, in front of Jesus Christ himself, wondering what the fuck is going on."

"Now I've never been a religious man and don't plan to start, but my wife was the one who begged me to have a private church built into the grounds of our home. She said it might help our family be closer to god, in times of need. Whatever the fuck that means."

"You see, the problem I face now is my wife has been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. Which is actually quite comical as she has never smoked a day in her life. So how the fuck does that work?!"

I hear the sharp intake of their breaths as they register the information, but they continue to listen intently, not choosing to speak.

"Judging by the silence, you know what this means for her." I continue. "Her survival rate has reduced to 6% and no matter how much money I give or what connections I have, these factors won't change a thing. Not a god damn thing!"

I feel the anger quickly emerge from deep within as I try and compose myself in order to continue.

"I'm so sorry to hear that sir."

Ugh please. Cut the bullshit.

"I don't need your pity." I bark out. "I'm telling you this because I've been trying to understand how someone who is the embodiment of a beautiful genuine soul as my wife, can be given such a cruel and unfair fate, when the likes of you two can continue on living after what you have done to me."

I turn around to look at both of them now, with their heads hanging low, silently shooting glances at each other.

"Deep down, I believe that if you hadn't stolen $1.2 million dollars from me 14 fucking years ago, my wife would still be fine." I spit out. "I should have fucking ended both of you that night. The night you decided to flee, with my money. But as I said back then, I am not a violent man and I found a way for this little incident to benefit me."

I begin pacing the alter, back and fourth as I continue toying with an idea in my head that had been niggling at me for awhile.

"You're lucky to be alive. Though technically, the records state that you are both deceased." I continue. "But no one fucking steals from me and gets away with it."

I walk straight over to them now, standing right in front of my male guest.

"You were my best fucking employee Lucas." I scream in his face. "If you had a problem, you should have fucking come to me first, but instead you chose to fuck me over. That's on you."

I look over at his wife who is fighting the urge to defend her partner.

"Lily, Lily, Lily." I tut. "So damn loyal to the man who screwed you out of ever seeing your beautiful daughters again. Leaving them parentless at such a young age, with no one to look after them. For all you know, they could be dead."

I slowly walk over to her as she shifts uncomfortably in her spot, mulling my words over in her head.

"You were the smart one." I say. "I trusted you with all the accounts. You were a very faithful employee. Not once did I ever think I had to worry about you and yet here we are."

"Please.." Lily pleads. "It's been 14 years. You've kept us locked up in here, slaving away, doing all your dirty deeds for 14 years. Please. We didn't mean to steal but we were desperate and I knew that was basically chump change to you."

"That doesn't fucking give you the right to steal from me." I blast. "I don't give a shit how long you've been here. You stole from me. So now I fucking you."

I step back, composing myself again as my mind wanders over to the last conversation I had with my wife.

She was and still is, the love of my life. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her and it kills me to know what lies ahead.

"That reminds me. Those 2 beautiful daughters of yours, belong to me now."

"You fucking asshole" Lucas yells lunging at me. "Don't you dare fucking touch them.

I swiftly step back, shooting a stern look at Lily to control her husband.

"You don't want to make matters worse Lucas." I state. "You should've thought about the consequences before fucking me over. You should've thought about your wife. Your children."

Lucas slumps down on the floor beside Lily's feet, looking tired and defeated.

"Please. You said they wouldn't be involved and you wouldn't hurt them." Lily pleads. "You said you would leave them alone. They're innocent. What on earth would you need them for? Please Mr Vaughn."

"I told you before Lily." I say calmly. "I am not a violent man. No harm will come to your daughters. But my wife's time is limited and there is one thing she wants before she passes. One thing I wasn't sure how to achieve but am now certain I can give her."

I grab Lily's hand, pulling her towards me and onto the alter.

"My wife would like to have some grandchildren before she dies." I state. "And I believe, your daughters are the missing piece to this puzzle."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Lily screams, yanking her hand out of my grasp. "They're children! You're a sick, sick fuck!"

"Shut your mouth, woman. As I said before. I own you." I state. "And that includes your daughters. So don't you dare fuck with me now Lily. You hear me?"

I step closer to her grabbing her chin in my hand, pinching it slightly as I tilt her face up to meet my gaze. Tears start to well up in the corners of her eyes as she fights the urge to show any weakness.

Benjamin's POV

The day dragged out after our trip to the lighthouse. The lads decided to mong out on the couch and get high, with about 30 packets of crisps scattered all over the coffee table.

"Where the fuck are you going?" JD calls out as I begin to make my way up to my room.

"Head's being a fucker." I reply rubbing my temples. "Gonna get an early one lads."

"Yea right. You don't sleep Benj." JD replies. "You're gonna bat one out."

He fucking knows me too well.

"All good. We all know it's the best pain reliever." JD adds with a smirk. "In fact, I might hit the showers before I'm too fucked to find my own dick."

"Are we all just having a fucking wank then?" Brad questions, his eyes practically lighting up.

"Fuck me. Your dicks gonna fall off with the amount of times you wank." I sigh. "But you guys do whatever the fuck you want. I'll be in my room."

I quickly make my way up the stairs and lock myself in the bedroom, leaning against the closed door for a few minutes.

My heads still throbbing as I make my way over to my en suite and turn the shower on. I wait for the room to fill up with steam as it envelopes me, enticing me to remove my clothes. I step in the shower and let the warm water wash over me, hoping it will take the pain away. It doesn't. I place my hands against the shower wall, leaning forward with the water now gently hitting my back as I close my eyes and let my mind create the backdrop it needs.

Sunlight. Trees. Long chestnut brown hair.

Goddammit. Not her again.

I squeeze my eyes tight and shake my head, trying to erase the images. But it's still there. Long chestnut brown hair flowing in the wind. Coming closer now. She has her back towards me and I dread to see her face but force my mind to spin her around.

It's blank.

I feel myself move closer to the woman in my imagination and suddenly the scene shifts. I look around me.

Locker rooms.

I look back down at the woman and am greeted with the most beautiful features. Luminous silver white eyes, soft scarlet lips and midnight brown silky hair.

"Lexi."

My dick immediately reacts as her name leaves my lips. I reach down with my right hand, gripping the base of my cock with the same firmness as she did when we were in the locker room.

I continue to entrust my mind to set the scene. Hoping for a better outcome than before.

I see myself pushing her against the doors. She wraps one leg around me as I position my cock to slide up and down her slit through my jeans. She licks her lips before pulling my head down to meet hers. She whimpers in my mouth as the friction of my jeans cause more liquid to drip down her pussy and I push more weight onto her petite body as my erection starts to throb.

She suddenly pushes me off her, leading me backwards towards one of the benches and guides me down, not once breaking eye contact as she slowly leans over my crotch, undoing the zipper and releasing my cock which is standing at full attention.

"What do you want Benji?" She whispers with a smirk as her cheek brushes against my dick.

"I want you're pretty little mouth wrapped around my dick." I reply while caressing her other cheek.

She grips the base with her right hand as she flicks her tongue out, travelling higher up until she reaches the tip then quickly envelopes it with her mouth. I feel my head tilt back, savouring the feel of her warm tongue on my knob.

I look back down at her as she continues in a slow pace, making sure not to gag herself on the length of me.

I grab a handful of her hair and gently direct her, increasing the speed as I feel my dick become harder.

"Fuck Lexi. I want you. I want to taste you on my tongue right fucking now."

I remove my dick from her mouth and lift her to her feet. Her lace covered pussy just inches away from my face. I look up at her while my fingers travel towards her mound. Her pussy juices are dripping down both her inner thighs and I can smell her sweet arousal as I gently smother my face against her fabric, then continue upwards towards her navel, sucking away at her exposed skin. I look back up, digging my fingers deep into her ass cheeks.

"Sit on my face kitten. Let me see that beautiful pussy of yours."

I lay back on the bench seat as I grab her hand and lead her around me. She positions herself above me, hiking her skirt up to reveal her white lace g string which is barely covering her now.

"Just beautiful."

I slide her panties to one side as I trace a finger down her slit, causing her to moan.

She clutches my dick and begins stroking me. I push her ass down so her pussy is right above my mouth. I flick my tongue out, targeting her sensitive bud.

"Fuck" she whimpers, almost in agony.

I suck down on her folds as she places my dick back in her mouth. I nibble and suck away at her soaking wet pussy, circling her clit with my tongue. Her body begins to rock back and fourth on my face as she begins to pick up the pace with her mouth and hand.