Tempting The Mafia Twins (Genesis and Kiefer) novel Chapter 2

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“Where the fuck did you lose my wife Tadgh?”

“I’m telling you brother, she was here. Where she went from here, I don’t know but you saw the room. She left everything behind. Finn took her laptop she left behind to our IT guy. We’ll find out where she’s been with it.”

“The housekeeper?” he motioned to the woman standing idly waiting for the staff elevator.

“Finn questioned her earlier. She doesn’t speak a lick of

English. He was in the room she was cleaning and didn’t

see anything. We’ve watched her for the last hour, and she’s

cleaned two other rooms and offered to clean Genesis‘ room, but we kicked her out. She doesn’t speak any English at all.”

“How did she look?”

“You can see her.” Tadgh waved at the housekeeper and then groaned when he caught what his brother meant. “Genesis?”

“Well, I sure as fuck don’t mean the god–damned

housekeeper, Tadgh.”

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“She saw me right as Leaw ber We both

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right as it turned red. I didn’t really have time to check her out other than I knew it was her. She was running in heels, and I almost caught her, but the fucking cab was there as if waiting for her.”

“Seven fucking years.” He stepped into the elevator and then waved at the housekeeper, “just take this one.” When the housekeeper stared at him as if confused, he reached

out and yanked her cart and dragged it backwards. Fuck

these housekeepers were hauling heavy laundry. The woman

stood next to her cart as if nervous. He knew the guys wore

their guns out on the floor earlier. She was probably fucking

terrified. He didn’t care. If she couldn’t speak English, then

with how thick their Irish accents could be, she was probably even less likely to pick up a single word.

“Do you think she’s been in California this entire time?” Tadgh

asked.

Kiefer shook his head. “I don’t know. If I knew where the fuck

she’d been, I wouldn’t be in this mess now, would I?”

“She’s far more conniving than you thought she was.”

“She is.”

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up in bed with Laoise? I can’t for the life of me figure out why

she took off the night of the party. The last anyone saw of her

was when she fell. We know she came back to the house in

the morning, wiped the surveillance to the estate and then

disappeared off the face of the earth. She didn’t go to the

bedroom though, Kiefer but what if she knew?”

“I don’t even know how the fuck I ended up in the bed with

Laoise. We were both drugged. I swear to God I thought I

was in bed with Gen, and I woke up with Laoise.”

“Nobody saw Genesis from the time the party started.”

“Yes, and the last person who supposedly saw her was

Laoise.”

“You still think she was the one who drugged you?”

“You bet your ass I do. Genesis fucked me over erasing all the surveillance from the party because I know it probably

captured Laoise slipping me something. Laoise’s been trying to get on my dick since she was a teenager. Instead, I have

no evidence of Laoise being involved in the situation.

“Genesis still sold you out to the feds, Kiefer. She ratted you

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“We both know she gave them fuck all, Tadgh.”

“Which makes me question why give them anything in the first place.”

“To run.”

“Exactly. Why is she running? Kiefer, she loved you. She would have pulled a trigger for you and we both know it. Why the

fuck did she run?”

He knew why. Laoise. His best friend’s younger sister got herself caught up in an issue back home in Dublin and was sent to stay with the family in Boston. Laoise brought Kiefer’s younger sister Aoife with her and the pair of them drove him

and his twin nuts.

For three months before his wife left him, Laoise and Aoife were under his fucking skin. He’d spent more time away from the house avoiding the bitchy brats, but it meant his wife was stuck dealing with them. He thought since they were all close in age they would get along well and she wouldn’t mind having someone to hang out with since she didn’t have any family or friends around herself. When he’d come home at the end of the day, Genesis would already be in bed, asleep

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öften gone before she got up in the morning.

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He’d fucked up because avoiding being home around Laoise and his sister meant he wasn’t spending quality time with his wife. However, it was the night of Aoife’s birthday party

where he noted for the first time how distant his wife was.

He’d also overheard two of the housekeepers from the house talking about how Aoife and Laoise constantly picked on Genesis. They were talking how they’d stumbled across Laoise dumping a glass of red wine over her white dress not

moments before.

In his anger he’d been ready to read the woman the riot act, but he’d paused to take a drink from his personal bottle of

scotch. Then he’d went in search of his wife suspecting she likely was getting changed in their bedroom. He didn’t even recall reaching the room. Whatever his bottle was spiked with, was fast acting, and hard hitting. He woke up hours later with a naked Laoise laying on his bare chest and Tadgh telling him the FBI were at the house with a warrant for his arrest and his wife was missing.

By the time he got the shit sorted with the FBI, a total of four

hours later, he’d arrived home to find his wife didn’t simply

hide her tracks, she completely eliminated her entire life. The guys wondered whether or not the FBI set her up in witness protection but given how little information she’d tipped off to the agent, there was no way.

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While his family felt strongly it was Genesis who drugged him. and set him up so she could sell secrets to the FBI and make her getaway, he knew deep in his soul it was impossible. Genesis was the sweetest, kindest, and most trusting person he knew. He knew his wife must have been hurt in order to

leave him but because he had no recollection at all of the night, he didn’t know what he’d done to drive her away. Somehow though, he knew it involved Laoise.

For the last seven years, he’d kept her at a distance, despite

Laoise insisting she too was drugged and as a result they’d

made love all night long the night while both under the

influence. He knew it was a lie. Any man who fucked knew

the feeling of sex on his dick. The sticky yet dry crusty feeling

which needed to be washed off was missing from him the

morning Laoise insisted they’d been having sex. It was then, for the first time, he’d contemplated she was the one who drugged him.

The other reason he suspected her was how quickly she

rebounded in the morning. It took him a full day after getting

home from FBI offices and an IV infusion, more bottles

of water than he could count and vomiting so much his

esophagus burned for days to get rid of the hangover from the roofie cocktail he’d drank. Yet according to Jerren, her

older brother, and his best friend, Laoise spent the morning 6/9

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with Aoife eating stacks of pancakes, drinking mimosas, and singing loudly, within an hour of getting out of bed.

His first order of business when he’d gotten home was to demand to see the surveillance from the party, the entire day before checking to see who handled his booze and all the events right up until Tadgh woke him.

It was then one of the guards mentioned Mrs. O’Reilly came into the guard’s office not ten minutes after he’d been arrested, and the house was in chaos. She told them she needed to make sure any evidence the cops were looking for was eliminated. She erased a full twenty–four hours of surveillance, and he didn’t know why.

To this day, he didn’t understand why she erased the evidence or more importantly why she ran. All he knew was two weeks after she’d left, he got a bill from the hospital

citing an abortion. If he thought the twenty–four–hour hangover, he’d suffered from the drugs he’d ingested was painful, nothing prepared him for the agony of knowing she’d killed their baby before leaving him.

He rubbed his chest as he fought against the pain which over the last seven years hadn’t diminished an ounce.

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We’ll find her and you can question her and get your revenge for what she did.”

“You’re certain she never left the hotel?”

“A hundred percent. We know she was in her room. She has to be waiting for us to leave and then she’ll come back and get the rest of her things. She’s probably hiding in another room somewhere, maybe she travelled here with someone and is in their room. At some point she needs to come back and get her shit. When she does, we’ll grab her. We booked the entire floor, and we have guys at all the entrances and exits. She can’t get out of this hotel without us seeing her.”

“She really tossed her phone down a storm drain?”

“Yeah. Looked me right in the eyes while she did it and then she fucking bolted.”

He was quiet and then he looked to his brother whose face

was so much his own, “what the fuck did we miss? Back then, Tadgh, what did I miss?”

“We both avoided the house for three months, Kiefer. Those

girls were whiny and bratty and neither of us nor Jerren could

put up with their shit.”

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“Well apparently neither could Gen. I need the full story of

what went down.”

“We’ll catch her, and you’ll get it out of her.”

“Come hell or high water, I will not rest until I catch her. She

might have been able to evade me this long, but she fucked

up this time. I’ll lock down the entire city if I have to.”

He was going to get his wife back. Today. No excuses.