boys like you should wear a damn warning !

marcus odell "he will love you like noone else can, until he no longer NEEDS you."

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dr-l-alden

The best part about still living with Xavier was that Lucy was able to leave the twins in the comfort of their own home, under the watch of their father while she went out. She had been advised by many people, including her doctors and her her mother over a three hour long phone call, to not do any type of physical activity until she was completely healed from giving birth. But, taking a break was the complete opposite of everything Lucy had ever done. After a quick stop at the grocery store to pick up a few things, the new mother found herself parking her car at the park and getting out for a nice walk around. It wasn’t soon after she started her walk that it turned into an hour long run around the park. But she needed it. She loved her children, she really did. But, she was extremely overwhelmed and the twins were only two days old. She had these heavy feeling over her that she couldn’t do this, that she wasn’t going to be a good mother and that Luna and Liam were going to end up hating her in the long run. She hasn’t even noticed she had started to cry from her thoughts until she was crying so hard that her chest felt heavy enough to make it hard to breathe and her sobs were loud enough to shock even herself. She stopped running and sat down in the middle of the walking trail as she tried to calm herself down.

it wasn’t even an understatement to say that marcus did live during the night. he was a bar owner. on top of that, he was a party boy. it was a wonder that he ever got any sleep at all. of course, not including the sleep he got after having sex with some random girl. that even he had not done the latter, but could still feel his eyelids growing heavy. knowing he could not stay awake any longer, he made sure that everything was in place in the bar before heading out and heading for his house. his house was not that far away, thus sometimes he did not even bother taking a car to work. today happen to be one of those days. with his ears plugged and hands stuffed in his pockets, the male set his way home. music blasting his eardrums in hopes of that keeping him awake, but all it took was the all too familiar sight of a blonde figure sitting in the middle of a walking trail to shake him awake. immediately, he unplugged his ears and approached the figure. not even sure if it was lucy, but he was not about to take any chances. they might not be full siblings, but the whole “ half-sister “ crap had never matter to him. she was family at the end of the day. the only people that could pull real emotions out of him. “ lucy ? “ genuine concern lacing his words and eyes. “ lucy, what the hell are you doing here ? “ he asked, rushing to her side. 

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elijah--hartford

‘’Do you by any chance read German? Or Russian?’’ Elijah asked them ‘’These plans are impossible to read and I’d like to be done with them as soon as possible so if you could give me a hand, that’d be great’’

" must be your lucky day. i’m actually fluent in german. as for russian....--- well, let’s just say i’m more interesting in their females than their language. “ he was not even joking. 

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sofiaxcastillo

“You look like you can use this more than me,” Sofia mused at the other’s expression. “Next round on me for your thoughts?” she asked curiously giving them a smile.

" you know, i’m usually the one buying other people drinks. “ that kind of came along with the job. “ so, this is a nice change, but  ---------- it’s going to take more than a couple of drinks to make me spill my dirty little secrets, love “ he added teasingly, lips pulling into a lopsided smile. 

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kendallp-k

“I know this looks strange, but I locked myself out of my apartment and I had to warm up somewhere,” Kendall apologized, blushing a little at the embarrassment of the other person finding her doing splits on the floor in the hallway, “You can just step over me.”

 " not judging. more like i was impressed by how ------- flexible you are. gymnastics ? cheerleader ? “

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reina-chen

“Fifty dollars?!” The male exclaimed when Reina had named her price at the end of the evening, “You said ten when I asked!” He hissed, lowering his voice when he realised that he had been yelling, that that Reina cared, she spoke just as clear, like she had no secrets to hide. “Hey! I had to up my damn price, man. Hell, consider this a deal, some escort services cost hundreds, even thousands and cough up the dough.” The male had been trying to make his ex girlfriend jealous and as a desperate attempt to do so, asked Reina to pretend to be his new girlfriend for the evening. 

She held out her hand expectantly, causing a huff to pass the male’s lips, “Bitch.” He muttered once the money was in her hand but Reina barely batted an eyelid, “Pleasure doing business with you, Rory -”

“Cory.” 

“Whatever.” She shot back, her attention no longer on the male as she proceeded to count the money before pocketing it. She let out a satisfied sigh, turning around with the pool cue that was cradled in her arm, “Not a smart cookie.” She said, to the person whom she assumed was close enough to hear her conversation, “Anyway, wanna go a round?” She asked, referring to the game of pool.

at first, he had just been looking at her because of her obviously good looks. now, he actually had to hold back a laugh as the conversation reached his ears. the entire thing even more amusing with the bourbon he was drinking. marcus quiet honestly could not believe there were people out there that desperate to actually pay somebody. maybe that was because he was so use to getting everything he wanted. his name, his money, his words, or that dashing smile that greeted the brunette as she turned around usually did the job for him. 

a laugh bubbled out of his lips as he leaned on the pool cue. “ well, that does depend. what does being your pretend boyfriend entitle ? “ he charmingly asked, moving around the table to get closer to the pretty brunette. the closer he got, the more define the devilish traits hidden in his charming smile became. eyes twinkling with the usual mischievous. “ sure, but let’s make it interesting and bet something. “

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missalicewyatt

“Excuse me, but would you like this soda? I swear I pressed the Dasani button, and the vending machine gave me a Coke instead. I don’t drink soda, but I would hate for it to go to waste.” 

" god, you’re an angel sent from above ! i’m pretty sure i’m dying of thirst. forgetting my drink and going to the gym was not the best idea. “

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bloodyhellreese

He followed the other towards the bar, sitting down on one of the stools. “Jameson– on the rocks, please,” he ordered before blinking in surprise at the male’s words; though he should have expected Marcus to notice. Hardly anything escaped his sharp eyes. Looking back towards the blonde, he chuckled lightly, barely rolling his eyes but nodding. “Yeah. Have you slept with her before?” he asked half jokingly, his little mischievous grin crossing his lips as he looked back at his brother. It was a fairly reasonable question to ask, considering he was sure Marcus had been here several times before. Quite honestly, he was getting a little jealous of Marcus– what with his relationship slowly coming to an end, Reese found himself wanting to have fun again. After all, he was still young. Besides, if Marcus could balance both being successful and having his fun with alcohol and countless women, couldn’t he? 

marcus could not help but laugh at the fact that every question asked by his brother was related to his “ wild ways “ with woman. not that he blamed him. he was pretty open about this with him, even before he had turned a legal age. it was other people that he kept this side of him hidden. that was all marcus wanted to teach reese : to balance both worlds. to him, it appeared that reese was still a little impulsive. “ no, i haven’t. “ he finally replied, taking his drink once it had been delivered and taking a small sip from it. “ i’ve slept with that one right there. “ hand pointing to a brunette off to the side. “ BUT ---- i have seen her give a lap dance. which reminds me : i’ll be back in a minute. “ with a small chuckle, she down half his drink before heading off into the crowd of mostly males. motioning with his hands for the blonde to approach him. after speaking with her for several minutes, he returned to reese. “ i hope you finish that drink. come on. “ 

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ravenhumphrey

“No…just not sure if we fully made it official or not you know?” She shrugged before noticing her drink was already in front of her. Raven took a sip “nice to meet you Marcus I’m Raven and aren’t you quite the gentleman” she smiled.

           " not that i’m an expert at this, but shouldn’t it be obvious ? i mean, has he asked you out verbally ?? “ then again, words could be empty. at least there had been times when making it official had been just a lie with him. 

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sam-garcia

Sam smiled as she learned the others name. Hearing his words, she bit her lip. It was something she did want. “Well aren’t you on the job, Marcus? If so, that’s too bad cause I’d make our shitty days, less shitty right now.” She spoke softly, taking a sip of her drink.

oh, he liked this one. usually other girls required a little sweet talking. something told him this one was not like that. that devilish smile seem to grow as he leaned his arms on the counter now. “ you see, perks of being the owner of this place is that i get a little office where i can go whenever i want. in fact, we can even go back there and discuss how you plan to do such a thing. what do you say, gorgeous ? “

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bloodyhellreese

“I know that. I was just saying they weren’t perfectly content after you,” he said with his devilish grin. “And perhaps I was an accident, but I turned out to be the best bloody accident that’s ever happened to this family,” he declared confidently. “Oh, come on, I’m sure she exists somewhere. Who knows, perhaps you’ll find her here in the city. And you’ll be a lovesick little puppy dog for her, absolutely whipped,” he continued teasing, laughing at the thought. “Are you really comparing yourself to a Greek god, Marcus?” the boy asked in disbelief, but more amused than anything. “Oh, yeah, I’m sure,” he scoffed, getting up as well and following him out the door.

Upon entering the club, Reese looked around, slightly amused. It wasn’t his first time in a strip club, but he certainly didn’t frequent them, and the times he had gone had been back in England, when he and his friends were simply being curious, mischievous boys wanting a look into such adult-like things. Of course, he was sure Marcus was practically a pro when it came to this scene, and it felt a bit odd now entering one as someone who was technically a real adult and not a teenager. “Not seeing my true love yet,” he commented, looking around thoughtfully before his eyes flickered over a blonde walking by the stage in an extremely skimpy outfit. He couldn’t help but stare for a few moments, but he stopped himself as he looked towards the bar instead, hoping the elder didn’t notice. “Can we get a drink?”

a loud and amused laugh rang through the room. whether it was at his counter or reese saying that he would become a lovesick little puppy was up for debate. it was mostly the latter, though. the idea of him being whooped by some girl sounded ------ RIDICULOUS. especially to think that this perfect girl would exist in las vegas. that was like asking for an angel in hell. “ keep on dreaming, little brother. “ the reply came in a slight singing voice as he walked away. 

marcus was an adaptable man. his charming aura and slithering tongue could make him fit into almost any place. entering the strip club was like second nature to the party boy. he could still remember his first time in one ; way before he should have even been in one. the male scowled reese for all his mistakes, but he had made a lot of the same ones. marcus just prided in never getting caught. to the public, he was the perfect son. 

his eyes took in the all too familiar scene, but his focus was on reese. an amused smile plastered on his face the entire time that he did not miss the lingering stare his little brother gave to one of the strippers there. he opted for not saying anything for the time being. instead, he put an arm behind his back and led him towards the bar. “ get yourself whatever you want. i’ll pay. “ he spoke. “ i’ll have a scotch ---- neat. “ once the bartender had gotten both their orders, marcus turned around to look at the blonde reese had been looking at. “ she is a beauty, don’t you think ? “ 

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sam-gracia

        Sam watched as the male prepared her drink, she could feel her eyes wander him or at least what she could see from her side of the bar. “So kind of you,” she returned his smile with a smile of her own. “Yes you are quite easily a devilish handsome guy who just happened to buy me a drink. The names Samantha by the way.”

" marcus. pleasure is all mine. “ he returned. fingers wrapping around the counter and leaning forward. the mischievous in his eyes seem to grow as he inspected the beauty before him. “ we could sit here and talk about our problems all night long. i don’t know about you, though, but i rather forget about said problems. make this shitty day, well, less shitty. “

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are yall bitches ever going to let me catch up on marcus for one night

i Hate yall <3

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king--keaton

“Standards,” the businessman repeated, arching an eyebrow in amusement as he locked his eyes on Marcus’, leaning back in his seat. “Don’t tell me you’ve changed so much since I’ve been gone,” he teased; as far as he knew, the man before him certainly did not have very many standards when it came to sleeping with another. Barely tilting his head, a bit intrigued with the bar owner’s words, he questioned, “Oh? And where are you coming back from? It was probably for the best that you weren’t here, anyways,” he said with a slight grimace, thinking of the cousin who had taken Keaton’s place; he had been sick enough of Fallon getting on the nerves of most of his friends, and he was sure the sly and manipulative hotel owner would have attempted the same with Marcus.

marcus should probably have been offended by the words. he wasn’t. instead, head tilted back slightly as he let out a laugh. he was well aware that his standards were not really standards at all. he did have a line he drew somewhere. it just wasn’t drawn very often. he could always just close his eyes and imagine it was someone else, but that required too much effort from him at the moment. his following words caught his attention, though. not having been aware of  the change that had occurred within the hotel. “ i just had some family problems to tend to back home. nothing big ------------ but why do you say that ? “ 

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xxaviersamuels

Xavier was pleased that all of the Alden siblings were in Vegas. As he’d grown up with them and now he’d had two children with one of them, it just concreted the fact that they were a family. The male let out a small chuckle. “I know our plan was to text everyone but it just happened so quickly, plus I didn’t want to leave Luce.” He smiled. “Pleased to have you, Uncle.” He nodded, “Mother and babies have been doing great. There’s been so issues and I’m sure it’ll stay that way. Even though I trust my colleagues here,  seeing as I’m the head of Peds, I preferred checking everything out as well.”

the male was part of the family. that was true, but he was speaking a little too much for marcus. or maybe it was because he was a little too excited at his half-sister having children. his eyes never once moved from the little bundle that xavier was carrying. the only thing that register from his whole spill was that lucy and the babies were okay. that and the word uncle, which had his lips pulling into a proud smile. “ that’s great to hear. is lucy resting ? “ he asked, actual concern still lacing his words. feet carrying him forwards so he could look at the baby better. “ sorry to tell you, brother, but this one has some of his uncle good-looks in there. “ marcus added, half-teasing. 

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beaufckinheck

“Oh I’ve done it will all sorts of things, but lately I’ve been on an environment kick. Probably because I’ve seen a lot of injustice in that lately but also all this police violence bullshit.. been trying to get more involve in that but it’s hard to protest stuff like that when you’re supposed to be laying low.”

      " laying low ? mind if i ask why ? ---------------- hold up ; you seem familiar. aren’t you the son of that governor or mayor or something with politics ?? “

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xx-supernova

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“Okay, this is very important,” the blonde told Marcus with a serious expression, though it could be almost guaranteed that what she was about to say was really not that important. Opening her closet door, she picked up the Victoria’s Secret bag, something she had now stockpiled quite a lot of; working there and having an employee discount certainly held its advantages. “I think I need to return one but I don’t know which one to keep and which one to take back,” she explained with a light pout, taking the two pieces out. “This or this?”

legs stretched out and back leaning on the headboard. marcus laid on nova’s bed, relaxing as he scrolled through the several unopened emails. his eyebrows coming together slightly as he came across a particular message, but his thoughts were interrupted by a a softer voice. eyes drifting up to see what she was talking about. marcus could already guess that whatever the blonde had to say was far from important. that did not keep his lips from pulling up into a lopsided smirk at the sight of the lingerie she was holding. turning his phone off, he tilted his head as if he was actually giving this some thought. “ i don’t know ------------- i mean, it does depend on how they look on you. “

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angelicarogers

Angie’s brown hues wandered upon the male, wary before mirroring his gestures cattily “I bet you hear that a lot, don’t you?” she mused with a sly smirk before taking a deep breath, hands resting on the cold pavement beneath her. “That I can understand. My father got me into it when I was little too, we used to take trips to Italy every year and throw a dime in the Trevi fountain, each year. No exception.”  

" that i’m fun ? all the time ! “ teasing smirk being flashed at the brunette. he knew exactly what she meant, but marcus was too confident to even let it come close to hurting his ego. he never did take anything seriously. the sudden change in the atmosphere of the conversation did draw out a small frown from him, but he quickly recover. plastering the small smile on his face and slowly nodding. “ -------------- i’m guessing none of those wishes came true ? “ he asked, still keeping a teasing tone.