Hidden Secrets by L.K Du Plessis (best smutty novels .txt) đ
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I woke up Saturday morning after eight which was odd since Megan and Amanda usually wake me up before seven on a Saturday to make them breakfast. I decided to take a quick shower and then to go and investigate where the kids and everyone ells where. I found the kids in the kitchen with Vincent, James and father. âGood morning, where is everyone ells?â âMorning sweetheart, your mother and the girls went to town they didnât want to wake you, Anthony is on the phone in the library and we are all here making pancakesâ âMorning mommy, uncle James is baking pancakesâ âMorning Lexiâ I shake my head at my father to state I understood gave my little angel a big hug and a kiss said morning to everyone ells and headed to the stove to give James a hand with the pancakes
âNeed a hand with that?â âPlease it would seem like cooking isnât my strong pointâ There is a lot of things thatâs not your strong point I thought but kept it to myself. âI see that, why donât you sit and Iâll finish theseâ Anthony joined us half way through breakfast assuring my father that the reinforcement was taken care off. I still didnât know what that mend and I got an uneasy feeling like I wasnât sure I wanted to know. After breakfast I send the kids up to go brush their teeth and then go play outside. Father and the guys got started with the plan of the operation while I tidied the kitchen.
The morning passed by slow. The guys worked out the plan telling me every now and then where I came in and what my part will be. Anthony protesting it the whole time, me checking on the kids often making sure they are safe and all right playing in the back yard. It was just before lunch time when I heard Vincentâs SUV pulling into the driveway. âSounds like mom and them are backâ I said. Emily was first through the door grabbing my arm and hauling me to the kitchen âDam Em what up with you, you nearly pulled my arm out of the socketâ âWould you just get in here I have to tell you somethingâ âTell me what?â But before she could say anything I heard the voice behind me and it was as if someone threw ice cold water over me.
âHello honeyâ I spun around and sure as water is wet there he stood Jonathan Pirelli. Dam it! What was he doing here, I turned to Emily who just gave me an apologetic smile and then the rest of the family followed into the kitchen. âLexi you remember Jonny, we just picked him up from the airportâ âI donât think she does, or she is just shocked to see meâ He said with a smile, the jerk. âOf cause I remember you!â My voice was ice and the look I gave him said I wished heâd drop dead. I held on to the counter to steady myself or to prevent myself from walking over to him and slapping that smug of his pretty face.
Now I might seem harsh to this very attractive, very sexy build like one of those underwear models, man but I have good reason to be. See Jonathan was always more than just sexy he is drop dead gorges. With pitch black hair and piercing blue eyes he was every girls dream guy back before he left and he knew it. With a reputation that he was with every girl in our neighbourhood that was his age, older or just a year younger girls knew to stay clear of him. I knew to stay clear of him but I didnât. And like all the other girls I paid the price except in my case he didnât dump me he just left. No good bye no nothing he just left and now ten years later he is back standing in front of me like nothing ever happened. Dam him.
I gave myself a mental shake reclaim my good nature and turned to everyone ells. âI was just about to start lunch Em will you help, I was gone make sandwichesâ âSure I will let me just say hi to the boys quickâ We made lunch and while everyone ells was gathered in the kitchen enjoying the sandwiches I was outside with the children enjoying our sandwiches, where I set up a picnic blanket under the tree. âLexi, youâre not joining us?â Trust Anthony to miss me âNo Iâm quite happy here with the kidsâ âFair enough then Iâll join you guys out here seems much more funâ âYeahâ The kids was excited they love Uncle Anthony and in Amandaâs case her big brother who she doesnât know. Canât blame them I love Anthony he is a great guy but I have a feeling he is up to something. âMay I join you?â âYesâ âYesâ The children all said together. âLexi?â âDo as you please Anthony, the kids say yes so who am I to argueâ
âAnthony hey? Now I know you are mad at me you never call me Anthony unless youâre mad. So whatâs up?â He thinks he is so smart, he can figure it out. âNothing is up okâ Anthony gave me a wary look but I pointed to the children and he knew I wasnât going to have this conversation in front of them so he let it go. It was a beautiful Saturday and after our little picnic Anthony started playing kick ball with the kids and was soon joined by my other brothers and Jonathan. My parents, Emily and Dina also came to sit outside. Me and Emily went inside to tidy up the kitchen. âIâm so sorry Lexi I tried to warn you but I couldnât call and he was just too fast when we got here.â âItâs ok Em itâs not your fault plus itâs a long time ago. Just please donât say anything, no one in my family know there was ever something between me and Jonathan and I would like to keep it that wayâ âYou know I wouldnât say anything. Iâve never even told Vincent, but I canât lie to my husband if he asked me straight out.â âLetâs just hope with everything going on, Vince donât notice nothing.â She shrugged her shoulders and we went outside to join everyone else.
The rest of the Saturday was enjoyed in a family style fun day with kicking the ball teaming up girls against guys and everyone just relax all the drama forgotten for now. After our very exhausting day no one felt like making supper that evening so we just decided to order pizza. The kids hardly finished their pizza and before long they were all asleep. Unfortunately they all fell asleep downstairs so it mend they were going to have to be carried to bed, easy for Emily with her two boys she just get Vincent to do it. Stubborn me is a different story, Megan is my kid and I will carry her. âEm we need to go put the kids in bed you going to get Vince to carry the boys?â âYes I will go tell him now. Who are you going to ask to carry the girls?â âNo one there is nothing wrong with me, Iâve done it enough times.â âYou know you going to start something nowâ âI have no idea what you meanâ I gave a half a smirk smile, we both know she mend Iâm going to upset Anthony by carrying the girls up the stairs.
Anthony is still an old school gentleman and believes things like that a man should do. âVinnie hun, would you please go put the boys to bed, Lexi will come fetch the girls now.â âOf course I will love and tell Lexi we are plenty of strong guys we will put the kids to bed quickly. James can carry Sammy, Iâll take Xander , Anthony can carry Amanda and...â âI will carry Meganâ âLexi donât be silly, she is not as light as she use to be you going to fall carrying up the stairs.â âMy daughter Vince Iâll carry her.â âListen to your brother, Iâll help.â I ignored Jonathan and had Megan in my arms before he could reach for her to help carry her up the stairs. âLexiâ I gave Vincent a warning look and they all decided to back off. Anthony gave me a âthis is not overlookâ and I knew Iâd have to deal with him later, but for now Iâve won. I made my point of showing them Iâm not helpless and I donât need any ones help.
My, dealing with Anthony later, came sooner than what I expected. After I made sure all the kids was tucked in and turn the light out, reached the hallway and he was waiting for me. Leaning against the wall arms crossed across his chest I knew he was upset with me. âWhatâs your problem Alexis?â âI donât have a problemâ âDonât give me that crap, you have just short of hostile towards me, you point blank ignore Jonathan, and the look you gave Vince downstairs could raise the dead. So what the hell is wrong with you?â No way was he turning this all on me. âI donât need anyoneâs help with my kid, never had never will understood!â âWe were just trying to help, no one said you needed it, it was offered but if it is such a big deal we wouldnât do it again.â âGood then we understand each other. Now if youâll excuse me.â âOh no you donât, you still havenât told me what I did to upset you or why you are so out right rude to Jonathanâ âI donât have to explain myselfâ âYes you do Alexis and Iâm waiting.â There was no way around this Anthony wasnât going to drop it until I told him what he wanted to know.
âFine you want to know, Iâll tell you. Iâm sick off you treating me like a kid. I canât help with this operation although you know without me you canât pull this off and you could have told me Jonathan was coming. Sometimes you can be a real idiot Anthony.â He did seem to like my explanation. âI donât think you should get involved in this job its dangerous and I have my reasons. As for not telling you Johnathan was coming I didnât think it was a big deal unless something happen between you and Jonathan that I donât know about?â At that moment we both look up and Jonathan was standing at the
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