#PLOTS AND PLANS#

PREVIOUSLY:

"You looking stunning as fuck Babe and your ass looks fine as-" before Wilson can continue his thorough explanation of my body Mythias interrupts by pulling his trigger and begins firing questions.

"That picture wasn't of Alex, we sent it to get you to us. And here we are." Nathan states as he calmly takes a seat on the beaten up sofa.

"I thought you would be able to tell that woman in the picturedefinitely didn't have Alex's-" before he could talk about my ass again, Iintrude.

ALEX'S POV (PRESENT DAY)

I sip on some green tea slapping Wilson's chest as he gives silly suggestions.

"Strippers are a must!"

"Keep it down dickface" Nathan grumbles as the many eyes around the café stare daggers at us.

"Well then it's settled then... both parties will be held on the ferry!" I clap excitedly as Princess (Harley) squeals and side hugs Jake barely containing her excitement.

I let out a sigh as we all come to an agreement for the newly engaged couple. I smile rubbing my growing belly which was covered by a striped short dress and a cropped denim jacket and white sneakers. (OUTFIT ABOVE).

"I will keep Elaine distracted and bring her myself while you guys book the activities and what not. All the deco's will be handled so pack your bags cause' it's going to be one hell of a weekend!" I reply while eyeing Wilson the whole time hoping he gets a date or else god knows what will happen.

After sharing around laughter and goodbyes we head to our respective cars and get to work.

Tonight's bachelor & bachelorette party is going to be sick! Elaine is one hell of a lucky woman. I just wish her all the happiness and as expected I end up waiting 10 minutes outside the mansion of The Black Anarchy's.

I groan as I enter the double doors and place both my hands on my hips taking a breather. I need food. I want ice-cream!

I slowly make my way to the kitchen moving around the place knowing it like the back of my hand. I pull out caramel flavoured ice-cream and dig in making myself home until I hear a loud yell from a distance.

Before I could get off the counter and acknowledge the many footsteps heading towards the kitchen my eyes connect with butter coloured hair.

"BUTTERCUP!" I squeal happily as he nears to give me a hug and a kiss on my tummy.

"How's the little ones?" He asks but then gets interrupted with Mythias flinging a gift box at his head.

"I didn't know we had guests" His smooth voice speaks looking anywhere but me.

"She's here for me. We need a girls day out. But I need to steal Dante for one moment." Elaine says sneakily as she gives me a wink pulling Buttercup or as she calls him "Dante" out the kitchen.

Mythias faced the kitchen window running his fingers through his beautiful messy hair.

"umm... can you please help me off the counter..." I clear my throat as Mythias turns around with his signature smirk plastered on his face. Wasn't he just angry at buttercup?

"Sure" His hand cup my lower back as he settles himself in between my legs looking down at my protruding tummy.

"Mythias"

"Mine...?" Mythias whispers to himself as one of his hands slowly leave my back trailing his fingers on my belly. He looked at me as if asking for permission to which he slowly places his hand on it; now gently rubbing it.

I let out a small sigh once I realized he was the one who hurt me, how could he just break the trust between us with just a simple picture... that TOTALLY was NOT me! Why does he have to get the easy way out!

At this point my face morphs into sadness so I quickly lock my arms around his broad shoulders and pull myself off the counter.

Eyeing the gift box Buttercup threw earlier I pick it up and place it into his hands.

"Happy Birthday Mythias..." I give a small wave as Elaine appears to my side locking our arms together ready for an adventure.

MYTHIAS' POV

The past hectic weeks I managed to recruit some of the Red Knights the ones who did willingly according to Nathan and Wilson; our newest men.

But to say I was pissed at the two could only be told by my expression. And to top it all, it is my birthday today.

I'm 27 now but I feel as though I am 40! The mafia has definitely been keeping me busy along with the company now being under Uncle Jeremiah but we just call him Jerri.

Blood is all you have to trust and that is that matters.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAN! Ty, I know you're in here." Buttercup says in a loud voice making me want to hide deeper in my closet. And then it opens! Revealing a smug looking Dan but I guess buttercup does suit him better.

"No Dante. No Birthdays." I state in a low voice buttoning up my dress shirt and begin to walk away but then he slaps my chest with a black gift box which sure did feel heavy. Heavy enough to hurt him with.

"You said my full name. But Ty..."

"Run."

Sprinting after this Asshat I fling it towards his head which he almost missed and would've hit... Alex?

I close my gaping mouth at her beautiful hair swaying around with a few strands covering her memorizing blue eyes. Her tight dress emphasised on her cute belly as she pulled her denim jacket closer towards her when she finds me standing there... waiting for her to jump in my arms but this is reality and I have fucked up. Real bad.

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Now that the sun was setting we were all huddled in a group waiting to board the ferry that stood all majestically and proud. I booked it for the weekend for us and more than a few of my men. We all deserve a break, don't we?

I could tell Dan was on edge so I give him a squeeze on his shoulder and point towards Alex and Elaine running towards us; carrying multiple bags while chuckling to themselves.

As they neared Elaine jumped into Dan's arms and he whisked her away. So dramatic. Everyone was occupied and with me the last one to board I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn and notice a tint of pink on Alex's cheeks as she held up a box and stuffed into my hands.

"I lost a bet and so here I am... Just imagine it as a gift for a friend" With that she got on her tippy-toes and plants an innocent peck on my cheek. I almost grabbed her there and then but you can thank the bloody horn of the ferry for that!

And then she left just as quickly as she came.