Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

After that Christmas evening with Storm, things are better in my head. I find myself really looking forward to seeing the biker. And while I still think of Vincent, I tend to think of Storm too.

I know I am settling, what I feel for Storm isn't enough and I should let him go. But that has always been my problem. I am selfish because even knowing I would never feel for him the way I feel for Vincent or even close, I won't end it with Storm.

It gives me a sick thrill to know that such a dangerous guy is in my bed. But it also allows me to face Vincent.

Recently Vincent is spending more and more time at B-Street, an upper-class club that I myself frequent twice or three times a week. He greets me now, which I find odd as he has always hated me, despised me, pretending I didn't exist.

I am not going to deny that I don't still have that thread of hope at the back of my mind that he and I might get that chance I have wanted since I fell in love with him because that would be a lie. I do. I just know that it can never happen.

Addiction is serious, it takes a piece of you, feed it and it can control your whole life. I know that now. As I get older my life becomes bleak, I make choices that aren't always in my best interest but necessary to protect Diamond.

Vincent Stone isn't a choice, he is a sickness, it is hard to just let him go, even though I have done it for so long. Only now it is getting difficult again.

I see him too often, he is insistent on talking to me.

Not just a thorn in his side any longer, I don't know what he wants with me. But I know he wants something.

Since that night at The Satan Sniper's Clubhouse, I don't have a choice but to be wary when I am around him. There is no alternative but to keep my heart and my brain separate.

I am cautious now.

have my reasons, but one stands out. Since I found out about the Bratva, those who

them into prostitutes. There are stories that they are into trafficking, drugs

so sure how true these stories are like my friend Aliyana who is also part of

the Bratva, finding these things out is my only source of power

to do, go where I need to go. I spend more

tells me to stay away. He warns me that it won't end well.

a drink sugar,

the best fucking Martinis and I ain't shitting you.

that a night with Mike O'Dell in a shower dominating you is going to take you on

women. Including

spicy caveman,” I yell over the music.

burn babe." Now he is flirting and while I am all for it normally, the man

bit of fire,

I admit is rude but I can't sabotage the reason why I

need to be alert.

in the club, watching the newcomers at the door and also the people dancing on the floor. Thanking my lucky cards that they haven't put the disco lights on as yet. If they

ready to tell whoever it is to fuck off. But the words die in my mouth because tugging