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Linzy Salvini

Cigarettes,

Honey,

Illicit Love

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Introduction

You’re probably wondering what this is about and how people play a part in other people’s lives.

This story is about a fate so twisted and vial, that a forbidden love is created out of the dust.

Let’s meet our man. The bad boy himself.

Xavier Nathaniel King.

Xavier was born October 31st in California to Jack and Vanessa King. He’s now twenty-eight and your typical leather jacket wearing ‘bad boy’ with too many bad habits. He has also broken way too many hearts, his last one being his ex-boyfriend. They split because of Xavier’s inability to stay committed. If you want Xavier all to yourself, good luck… it won’t be easy.

Xavier is indeed an asshole but very charming at the same time. He’s known as the nicest asshole you’ll ever meet. He has the ability to talk almost everyone into bed with him. Whether it’s to fuck or to simply just cuddle. He will never call you a bad name in the book… unless you piss him off. Never piss him off, it won’t be pretty.

While growing up, Xavier was both bullied and the bully. He was a victim of sexual abuse by a family friend. This may be one of the reasons for his rebel behavior.

Xavier identifies as bisexual. He lost his virginity at a very young age of fourteen to his first girlfriend. He soon broke it off and became sexually actively. At the age of sixteen he had his first male experience when he found out he had a crush on a boy in his class. They ended up having sex in the boy’s garage during a sleep over and Xavier began having many sexual encounters with both men and women.

When Xavier turned eighteen, he met his second girlfriend, Megan, who he actually fell in love with. Unfortunately, she was killed in a car crash a year after they started dating. Xavier went back to his old way, sleeping around and drinking.

At the age of twenty-one, Xavier met a co-worker of his, Dallas, and they began to fool around. At first Xavier didn’t want it to turn into anything in fear of coming out to his parents. But soon Dallas talked him into it and they became official. It didn’t take long before Xavier started sleeping around behind Dallas’ back. Dallas became fed up, broke it off, and moved out of state - leaving Xavier behind.

Two years ago, when Xavier was twenty-six, his parents were robbed and shot by gang members. Xavier inherited all of their money, which nobody would know about unless he told you. He used part of the money to go to school but had recently dropped out. He currently works as a body mod artist.

Are you ready to meet our princess of the story? The sweet, innocent angel.

Monica Mae Rivas

Monica was born in California in the middle of December. Her parents names were Lucinda and Luis Rivas. She grew up completely shut off from the real world. She’s never been close to anyone, nor does she have any close friends. She mastered playing hard to get from all her alone time and is always up for a good time… if she was allowed it.

Monica comes from a family twisted and dark. Drugs, gangs, and wealth. If she’s not at the church that belonged to the bikers of her family in Torrance, California; she’s at her grandfather’s casino in Los Angeles. Royale Rivas is the most feared person all across the state. His gang and himself are nothing but ruthless, killing machines. No one dared to cross the path of this evil man. And with the death of his only son - Monica’s father - and his son’s wife due to hardcore drugs such a meth, heroin, and cocaine; Royale vowed to make sure his only grandchild didn’t live the same life. This made Monica rebellious behind his back. She developed a drug addiction to Molly and ecstasy and nothing stopped her from drowning down bottle after bottle of hard liquor. She only knew the side of her grandfather that was in control of her life. He was strict and mean. She knew never to cross the line in front of his eyes.

She fell in love once with a boy named Ayden. They were both twenty-three at the time. He was the Vice President of her grandfather’s gang, or VP as she would call him. She lost Ayden to a freak accident in a matter of days after finally declaring her love to him, but she knew in her heart it wasn’t what it seemed. Someone murdered him. She knew it. But who?

She vowed she’d never fall for anyone ever again.

Monica is now twenty-eight and currently attending art school online. When she’s not in class, she’s drawing up projects to show off at Royale’s casino. She feels lost now and she doesn’t want to be empty anymore.

That isn’t until she meets Xavier by coincidence. His past tying into her presence.

Prologue

She had a past.

She had a present.

But what she really wanted was a future.

All she’s known her entire life is the business her grandfather runs and the biker gang he’s the president of. Either way no one was allowed around her or even get to know her - it was forbidden.

That was until she met the man of her dreams, but how their fates brought them together was even more fucked up. It was one person - a man - that tied them together.

Monica Mae Rivas is your normal twenty-eight year old woman. Even though she was sheltered away most of her life, that didn’t stop her from getting her degree in arts. When she’s not painting for the casino, she’s doing it for her own pleasure. She lost both her parents to drugs when she was very young, she doesn’t even have any knowledge of what they look like anymore. All she had was her grandparents growing up and when her grandmother died, it was just her and her grandfather.

Royale Rivas was one of the most feared, yet respected person in the community. He had it all and then some. His business was blooming at the Casino that he didn’t need to be there all the time, except to check up on Monica of course. She hated it so much, she wanted to retaliate and run away, but she knew he’d find her somehow.

Monica was allowed to explore outside the walls of gambling, but she wasn’t allowed to go far. Royale always warned her of the dangers that were lurking in every shadow. This didn’t stop her from becoming an alcoholic. Even though the drugs were off limits to her, chasing down liquor was not.

But could anyone blame her?

She had nothing…

… she had everything to lose.

It started with the one person that wasn’t right for her and she craved for him in many ways. And it’ll end with him.

Xavier Nathaniel King.

Chapter 1

“Are you kidding me?” Her voice was low and filled with annoyance. The project she was working on was yet messed up again. Monica rubbed at her tired hazel eyes, ignoring the fact that they were puffy and red with dark circles underneath. She hadn’t had much sleep the last couple days, but that was no excuse. She was dressed in a knee length chiffon dress, the color being a champagne rose with matching heels to compliment her skin tone. Her dark hair down in waves and her makeup lightly done to go with her outfit. She was dressed different than everyone else but was still elegant and classy.

Her eyes darted up and around her so that she could take in the scenery. The music was so loud that she could feel the vibrations through her feet. She studied the personas of everyone around her as they danced, gambled, or drank their lives away.

It was fascinating how many new faces she would see every night. But none of them really stuck with her.

One thing about her that everyone knew was that her grandfather, Royale Rivas, was the most respected man in the city. He owned the largest casino in the state and ran one of the most successful biker gangs.

For anyone who was in the vicinity of the casino had to follow the three basic rules and if they did not, they were banned for life. The three rules read to follow as:

White tie / black tie gown.

Never sit down at a table unless you’re going to play.

Do NOT speak to Monica Rivas, EVER.

No one knew her though, except her name. Royale made sure of that.

Could she blame him?

His son (her father) and his wife got themselves involved in drugs that later took their lives. He wasn’t going to lose his only grandchild from the same addiction. This didn’t stop her from picking up a bottle and drowning in the warm liquid though.

Monica, who had her back against the bar in the lower part of the casino, gripped tightly onto her sketch pad as she ripped another piece of paper from the spirals that kept it in place. She was disappointed with the work that wasn’t sitting right with her. Crumbling the sandlike sheet in her hand, she tossed it onto the bar counter behind her; ignoring the side comments of the bartender as he had to throw away the seventh paper from her.

Why was she having a hard time working up a new piece? The task was simple for her art class. She just needed the right…push.

Was she not drunk enough?

That had to be it! Most of her work was her being under the influence and her sober mind was working too much at this point.

Turning the stool to face the bar, she stared at the glass of Hennessy in front of her, rotating her pointer finger along the rim before taking it into her hand. By this time, she placed her stuff down and flashed the irritated man behind the counter a sweet, innocent smile. He knew the routine, she wanted him to put her stuff up safely and he wasn’t allowed to protest against it.

Monica then turned her seat back around to face the crowd again, sipping on her drink as she continued to look for inspiration in something or someone…

Chapter 2

A cigarette hung from the young man’s lips as the Jeep was parked outside the Casino. It was one of those nights Xavier was gonna gamble some of his money away. But maybe he would get lucky and gain more. Who the hell knew, Xavier didn’t give a shit either way. He had a lot of it. Not that anyone knew. He kept that part of him secret.

Turning the ignition off, Xavier quickly climbed out of the vehicle and took one last long drag of his cigarette before flicking off in the other direction. The air was humid and it smelt of sea salt and dust.

Xavier was wearing a mix of his usual attire and the attire the Casino allowed. Black dress pants that fit his ass just right, white shirt—black tie that made him look the right amount of classy, and his signature black boots and his black leather jacket.

He strolled up to the entrance confidently, holding up his ID to be checked and sliding it back into place in his chained wallet.

His hair was tousled with a bit of product and his long lashes framed his green hazel eyes, giving the appearance that he wore eyeliner. He walked up to the bartender and ordered himself a shot of whiskey. He downed the shot fast before ordering himself another drink to carry with him.

Xavier was a bit of an alcoholic. He did a little bit of everything but hard alcohol was his vice. Getting drunk on weekends when he wasn’t at the parlor doing his work. Xavier might have a problem with alcohol, but nobody knew it. To everyone else, it was just him having a good time. Mostly because he never really made a fool of himself while drinking it. He was always the same Xavier. A smart ass.

He slowly walked around each table, never choosing one to play. He people watched, casually taking a drink every now and then. He stopped at at column in the middle of the room, leaning against and biting his bottom lip, scanning the room for a good play or maybe just someone he could take home to fuck that night. Oh, how his cock twitched at the thought.

Maybe there would be a change of plans. Instead of gambling he would find someone, drunk off their ass who just one a shit load of cash, he would take advantage. Cause that’s what Xavier did. Charming as fuck with that cocky attitude and that dimpled smile.

He made his rounds again. Casually stopping here and there and giving that charming smile to some of the older ladies with husbands gambling their money away. The older ladies weren’t really Xavier’s type. It was the men and women his own age that really made his cock hard. The innocent and inexperienced ones. The subs. Xavier had yet to meet his match. The one who wouldn’t take his shit. Who was just as sassy and sarcastic as he was.

Xavier stopped when he heard a girl talking to herself. Seeming frustrated. He watched as she tossed a crumpled piece of paper into the air. Sliding his hand into his front pocket, he gazed at her beauty, his eyebrow ring shifting as his brows lifted in interest as he shot his green hazel eyes up and down, checking her out. When their eyes met, the tip of his tongue ran along his bottom lip, moistening it before he bit it.

That was a girl who caught his interest.

And the game began.

Chapter 3

Her eyes were locked on a face she had never seen in the building before. He was completely new and it caught her off guard. She studied him secretly as she watched the unknown man walk around.

Her head would tilt every time he would walk away from the table he was at.

Was he not interested?

This intrigued her, but she could already hear her grandfather’s voice hidden in the niche of the back of her head already, this made her sigh. “Not even here and he still has control of me,” she muttered as she slid her now empty glass towards her bartender for another round. How many was this now? Three? Four?

Monica preoccupied herself in another drink, she almost forgot the stranger who walked it just minutes ago. It wasn’t until she capture the stare of his piercing bister hues that changed everything for her. She was sweet and innocent, practically an angel. What she was dressed in gave off her vibes that she was different from the crowd. She had to be. She could tell he was the opposite of her and maybe that’s what attracted her to him.

“I wouldn’t Moni…” the man behind her spoke out in a husky, yet harsh voice as he cleaned and shined shot glasses. This made Monica smile

Impressum

Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 22.08.2022
ISBN: 978-3-7554-1927-3

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