Blood Stained Whiskey
Original Fiction. Adult Themes 21+ fiction.
- Major smut and violence filled scenes. Jax Teller × Raymond Smith × Opie winston AU.
In This Fictional Piece The Characters Jax Teller & Raymond Smith Are Twins, Opie Being Their Younger Brother. It's Completely AU and Their Shared Last Name Is Smith. All British.
- She'd been a burden; the result of her mother's affair. A burden to her mother's husband. Easily used as collateral in a shitty brawl. used as property just like everything else her mother's husband owned. Owned and Sold off to someone else. The Acrimony gang on the west coast; Morro Bay.
Characters
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Lolli Mongolí • Twenty-three years old.
Raymond Smith • Forty-Two Years Old.
Jackson ' Jax ' Smith • Forty-Two Years Old.
Opie Smith • Thirty-six Years Old.
𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 ' 𝙿𝚒𝚗𝚝 ' 𝙴𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘n • Thirteen years old.
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Prologue.
The parisian lifestyle was something Lolli envied. She'd currently sat in a cozy seat at a local cafe in Toulouse. Enjoying her ricotta cheese cake and white wine. Her eyes skimmed the passing tourists in their tankinis and bikinis. As she sat in an oversized linen black romper; she couldn't help but envy them. That'd been the only thing that really bothered her when taking vacations. Seeing those visually appealing bodies mindlessly walk the streets just brought out her darkest insecurities. Crash diets, excessive, painful gym sessions, crude veggies. Nothing helped and usually she reverted right back to her old ways. Not that she ate badly; because she didn't eat junk or excessively all day. But Lolli just simply couldn't ever be the size six she'd wanted. Closest she'd gotten to was a size seven in her later teen years. Resulting in saggy breasts and weight loss lines on her neck. She'd looked semi-good despite the flat ass and drained eyes. It took collapsing for her to wake up and realize she wouldn't be that size six healthily.
It had nothing to do with the women themselves; she didn't hate women in general. She hated parts of herself that was aesthetically pleasing on others. At times her face would grown stone cold; looking hatefully at others as she was deep set in her own mental prison. The sound of her cellphone ringing caused Lolli to snap out of her dreadful thoughts. " Hello. " she'd answered without checking the caller I.D. her voice could be described as flat and mellow. Dead toned much like daria from the cartoon MTV show. No real emotion to it. Simply hollow.
" Hello Miss. Magnoli; it's Daniel. Your father has requested you come back. He'd like for you to sit in during a conference in Los Angeles. " Her father's assistant's chirpy voice beamed from the opposite end of the line.
A look of confusion formed across Lolli's face. He'd never wanted her around. At all. Let alone in some conference. This felt strange. Her stomach turned and it wasn't because of the ricotta. " Uh...well...alright then. " she'd agreed cautiously before informing him that she'd be at the airport as soon as she could. The next moments after the call seemed to be a blur. Lolli had paid for her meal, left to the hotel and managed to get everything packed up. All in a matter of what felt like seconds but was really an hour and a half. Lolli had let out a slow breath as she'd been seated on the first class window seat.
Throughout the eleven hour flight: Lolli couldn't shake off the weary feeling she'd been feeling. As if life was coming to an end. Might of been overstimulation and anxiety; the closer she'd gotten; the more anxious she'd felt. Arriving in nearly midnight ; Lolli rubbed her foggy eyes as she'd existed.
Making her way through LAX, She'd grumbled and pouted. " Gosh I need a frap so badly." Her heels click clacking against the hard wood waxed floors. Upon entering the black card lounge area, the first thing she'd looked for was the private bathrooms. One of the perks of being a member of first class. Personal bathrooms; sleeping quarters, high end chef food and more.
After a hot shower; Lolli grabbed a quick frappie from starbucks. As if on her que; her phone had rang again.
Rolling her eyes, she'd answered it with a rapid greeting " Hello Daniel; I've landed a little over twenty minutes ago. " She'd continued staying on the phone with him as she'd made her way out the airport. As soon as she'd hung up; the town car awaited her with her father's usual driver; floyd in the driver's seat. He'd Swiftly existed the car and helped load her suitcase into the van.
Lolli thanked him before getting situated in the back seat. The familiar reccuring nausea settling back into her stomach. Backflips and harsh kicks in her lower belly started to erupt. Small beads of sweat formed at the nape of her neck. Lolli twisted and pinned her hair up, taking deep breathes as she'd looked out the window.
The ride seemed the drag on and each time she'd looked at the clock; it'd get later in the night. Nearly 12 p.m. by the time she'd arrived to a spacious upscale styled warehouse. Glass was everywhere. Reflective and dark tinted. Endless motorcycles and black vans filled with henchmen swarmed the whole exterior of the building. ' guess this is their idea of landscaping. ' Lolli thought to herself as she'd looked out the window.
It wasn't long before the frumpy, short stacked, reddish freckle faced pale assistant. Daniel opened the backseat door and greeted Lolli with a wide smile. " Hey dollface; glad you could make it. " He'd seemed cheerful. A little too cheerful in Lolli's opinion. Nonetheless she'd given him a the fake happiest smile she could muster.
He'd soon led her into the building where men in rugged black suits and oversized leather jackets gathered around. Machine guns at their sides as their eyes skimmed her curvaceous frame and short stature. She'd kept her attention to the ground as they'd entered the elevator and rode to the top floor. Lolli was met with a cozy spaced bar room. Dark, oak brown walls with low yellow lights. Along a large sized round table sat her father; Monello and her grandfather; his father Joaquin sat across from three bright hay yellow haired men.
All similar in features. Nearly a mirror of each other. The oldest seemed to sit in the middle; his peachy undertoned sunkissed ivory skin was smooth. A perfectly straight Aquiline nose that sat vintage tea shade, gold rimmed glades. A healthy sized full honey wheat blonde beard graced his face. Matching his neck length beach waved hair. That'd been nearly slicked into a low bun. Dressed in a brown perfectly tailored three piece suit. It'd fit him so perfectly that the jacket hugged against his biceps. He'd sat in between the other two blonde haired males, with the most nonchalant yet stern expression. Who'd seemed to be adjusting his glasses every few minutes.
The male to his right was identical to him. The spitting image of the one in the middle. Only more rugged in appearance. A bulky leather jacket over his broad shoulders. His hair loose yet sleeked back in a similar manner. Slightly younger, slightly more youthful near his lip and eye area. A cigarette hung from his slightly heart shaped pinkish lips. Toying around from what seemed to be an act of boredom. But just as handsome. Just as breath taking. Icy blue ocean that matches his twin's sapphire blue ones.
The male to the left was much bigger than the twins. Not identical to them but he'd resembled them greatly. Similar facial structure of a squared jaw line and similar eye shape. His hair was a more honeyed blonde. Some hues of ginger. A fuller beard that hung lower to the top of his chest. Broader, wider shoulders. His hair tucked away in an all black beanie.He'd been dressed in a leather vest and long sleeved white shirt. A stone expression on his face. His eyes a midnight shade of navy blue.
The six pairs of eyes eyed Lolli for a moment before turning their attention back to the two cuban men at hand.
Her father hadn't looked her way. Not once. Her grandfather merely sent her an apologetic expression before he turned his attention forward. " Alright Mongoli; enough of the fucking around. " The middle man said with a tone that only held authority. Lack of patience and somewhat annoyance. His expression remained cool whilst the other two looked fed up. A rich British accent heavy behind his words. His voice silvery and rich like whiskey.
Lolli's father Monello had a bitter expression on his face. His rustic-umber brown skin flushstered with red as he sat with clenched fists. He'd slammed the pen down on a stack of papers, sounding off like a raging bullet. Causing Lolli to lowly gasp and shudder within her skin. This caused the broader, honey blonde haired male to snap his attention towards her.
" Who's she? What's she doing here? " He'd questioned. His voice monotonous and gravelly. Giving a head nod in Lolli's direction.
" You said all my assets the dope; the whores, the bars, and her. She's apart of it." Monello seethed with flushstered nostrils. His own father, Joaquin looked flabbergasted at his son. Although he didn't say a word to protest.
Lolli's eyes grew wide. Her throat going dry. She'd felt as though she'd been punched in the stomach. Her chest tightening as a breathless gasp left her lips. This couldn't be happening. Although details were unclear; what was clear was that she was being sold. Pawned off like some meaningless trinket.
The blonde in the leather jacker rose his brow as he'd slightly cocked his head to the side " what, she's your main whore or something? The hell is she supposed to be worth to us? "
" I most certainly am not ! I'm his daughter ! " She'd wept. Her attention now on Monello. She'd made her way towards him despite daniel's protest. " I'm your daughter you-...you can't do this to me." Hot tears formed at the brim of her waterline. Her bottom lip quivered as fear shook her body.
He'd given her a look of disgust as if she were scum. "You aren't shit to me but a plegue. A fat filthy looking hog that I've had the burden to be stuck with. You're whore of a mother makes a mistake and I get stuck with it? Well hog I sure hope you can use that mouth for something other than eating. " He'd snarled with hatred spitting off his lips. Prickling onto her face. Abruptly he'd shot a kick to her stomach,kicking her to the floor.
Lolli's upper eyelids dropped, her lips turning to a pout. A lost expression cascading across her eyes as tears prickled down her cheeks. A cry of agony left her lips before she began sobbing painfully. Looking up brokenly as she'd sat on her hands and knees. The honey haired male's jaw clenched. His eye brows creasing together as they furrowed. Lips narrowing as his muscles tensed. His expression softening as his attention fell on Lolli.
" Oy Monello quit being a fucking cunt and fuck off. " the sunkissed blonde with glasses hollered. His tone boomed off nothing but authority. Leadership. No nonsense oozed off his pores. As soon as he'd stood up, his M249 light machine gun was pointed directly at Monello's face. Two gold plated Colt Paterson Revolvers pointed towatds the side of Monello's face by the twin in the leather jacket. The third male towered over everyone. Nearly six foot six in height. He was much more hulk like in standing. M1918 Browning Automatic Rifle held in his devil faced tatted hands.
Joaquin abruptly stood up as he yelled in defeat " Alright alright! Let's all just calm down here. We'll be on our way. " His wrinkled hand grasped his sons shoulders and rush shoved him forward. The two passed by distraught Lolli who shook and began to sweat. Joaquin merely gave her a look of pitty. Shaking his head as he'd begun making his way out the door behind Monello.
" Oh Monello..." The twin in the leather jacket called out with menacingly sweet tone. His gun cocking as the two men turned their heads around. In return daniel's head was blown off. His brain tissue splattering along their faces. " Collateral damage...for being a cunt. "
" Hey...hey get up. " The hulk built male huskily muttered as he'd approached her. Yet Lolli couldn't even look his way. The woman moved yet could barely move a single limb herself. Her body shook but it didn't stretch and tilt in any position that signaled she was getting up.
" Fucking hell Opie; Get her up lad. " The suited man ordered as he adjusted his glasses once more. Shaking his head, he'd began to make his way out the meeting room.
The twin in the leather jacket followed suit, whistling with a slight skip in his step. Kicking the open fleshed head away from his feet as he did so.
Lolli was abruptly holsted up and coddled against the giant male's chest. Inhaling the scent of Marlboro cigarettes, deer musk, and hints of smoked apple. She'd felt a large hand patting against her back as the bearish voiced male murmured to her with reassurance " you're gonna alright ..."
Whether she would or wouldn't be alright was up for debate. But one thing was for certain, her life going to drastically change.
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