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Justin let the sound of the gates loudly rattle open as he stepped outside and walked onto the gravel driveway with his bare feet and stepped up to the metal mailbox and found himself grabbing the pile of mail and returning back to the house as the gate loudly shut behind him automatically.

Once entering the house, Justin made his way to the kitchen and sat other mail on the kitchen island and grabbed his before heading back upstairs to him and Storm's bedroom and found Storm rested with her back against the headboard of their bed and on her Macbook which made him smile and walk over to her and slowly plop down onto the bed.

"Hey..."

"Morning..."

Justin placed a hand behind Storm's back and let their lips touch and give them both the familiar tingling sensation it always had when they kissed -- automatically making them both want more as Storm moaned softly onto Justin's plump lips while deepening the kiss and placing her hand on the side of his face.

"Jay..."

"Maybe we can just--"

"--No..."

Justin sighed softly against Storm's smirked covered lips before pulling back and sitting down next to her on the bed as Storm bit the inside of her cheek to prevent a smile from coming to her lips as Justin looked over to her as she casually went back to typing on her Macbook.

"Cock-blocking your fiancé should be against the law."

"I already told you our rule."

"That we already broke -- on the first night we were here, Storm."

"Only cause we had a stressful day."

Justin groaned and went through his mail with his shoulders slouched a bit while Storm found herself giggling as she went back to typing on her Macbook when suddenly the sound of knocking on their bedroom door was heard which made Justin get up to check.

Opening the door, Justin let Willow step inside dressed in a baby pink cotton sweater with a spaghetti strapped pink plaid dress that stopped mid-thigh with a pair of white platform sneakers with her long blonde hair straightened and two pink hair clips on each side.

"You look cute, where ya headed?"

"Out. With you."

Storm raised a questionable eyebrow.

"Pardon?"

"Well, you've been here for long enough and my idiotic brother," Willow dragged out as she let out a huff and turned around to see Justin looking at her with creased eyebows and his arms crossed over his chest making Storm giggle softly. "Hasn't given you a proper tour of the city."

"I'm standing right here, Willow."

"I think she knows that, Jay."

Justin rolled his eyes and shook his head as he walked back over to the bed and found himself sitting back down and going back to checking his mail, seeing that this conversation is obviously not for him which made Willow play with the ends of her sweater and continue speaking to Storm.

"And...like I told you...I don't really have anyone to talk to about girly stuff, so..."

"Say no more, I'll get dressed."

Willow felt the giddy feeling inside of her as she watched Storm close her Macbook before getting off the bed and straightening out the t-shirt she borrowed from Justin and walked over to Willow who stood there looking like a kid who was just told they were going to Disneyland.

"We'll do whatever you wanna do, okay?"

"Y-Yeah, um...I'll be downstairs. I'll get the driver ready."

Storm laughed softly before nodding as Willow left the room with a little more pep in her step as she shut the door behind her and Storm found herself turning to Justin and seeing him crease his eyebrows in concentration.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"It's...just some work stuff, you remember how last year I made the pitch to my boss that we should have a branch out here?"

"Yeah, you were bummed he turned it down."

"Yeah, well...he wants to make one out here...now."

"Oh, are we not happy about this?" Storm asked as she walked over to Justin and sat down onto his lap as he let out a breath and pinched the bridge of his nose as Storm found herself rubbing his back soothingly and brushing his tousled hair out of his face.

"I know exactly why it's happening, but...I don't want to bore you."

"But--"

"Seriously. Go get dressed, Willow's waiting on you."

Storm paused for a moment and looked over Justin's face, there was something else there, but she didn't want to push him. It wasn't the place or the time for it. Storm simply sighed softly and brushed her fingers through Justin's hair before kissing his forehead and getting off his lap.

"I guess I'll see you later?"

"Of course, you have fun."

Storm giggled and walked into the bathroom to get dressed, once she shut the door, Justin's smile faded and he looked down at the letter once again and found himself cursing under his breath and running his hands down his face.

Now, there was a problem.

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Willow stood waiting at the bottom of the staircase and patiently waited for Storm to come down while she patted her phone against her thigh -- up until she heard the sound of heels clicking on the marble flooring which made her look and see Storm dressed in a long beige trench coat with a pale white tank top underneath tucked inside a pair of black high waisted flare jeans with a black belt with gold trimming and a matching pair of beige pumps and her hair in a low messy bun.

"Ready?"

"Of course we are."

Storm creased her eyebrows and turned around to see Marjorie standing behind the staircase with her purse in hand as she kept a smirk on her lips and placed her cat-eye sunglasses on top of her head and walked up to her.

"What--"

"Well, Willow told me about your little girls day and I decided to tag along...I never miss a chance to go shopping."

Or a chance to be nosy, Storm thought.

"Right..."

Marjorie and Storm both plastered a fake smile on their lips as the sound of the door opening was heard making them all turn to see a man dressed in a suit stand at the door and lean against it with his hands together. "The car is ready when you ladies are."

Oh boy, Storm thought.

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The sound of bellyache by Billie Eilish played in the boutique as Storm stood outside the dressing room waiting patiently for Willow to step out -- all while Marjorie seemed too busy shopping for herself with her phone practically glued to her ear to care about what they were doing making Storm roll her eyes and shake her head.

"Ready!"

Storm blinked a couple times to snap out of her thoughts and leaned herself off the wall and stepped back a bit to let Willow step out and show off herself dressed in a black silk dress that stopped mid-thigh with a pair of suede ankle boots which made her smile wide at Storm and place her hands on her hips.

"So?"

"Mm...one second."

Willow creased her eyebrows in curiosity as she watched Storm eyeball her outfit one last time before walking off and going out of sight which made Willow cross her arms over her chest and look around for her mother -- only for her to come walking over as if on queue and looking over her outfit.

"Where's Storm?"

"She went to look for something for me...why?"

"I...just wanted a moment of your time while she's not here." Marjorie murmured out as she let out a small breath and saw Willow roll her eyes and huff as she slouched ehr shoulders and walked over to the sofa just a few steps away and plop down and cross one leg over the other.

"What is it?"

"Do you think...I don't know, that she seems a bit off?"

"Off as in...open-minded? I know that word isn't common in your vocabulary."

Marjorie squinted her eyes.

"I'm being serious, Willow. How much do we know about her? She's marrying your brother and...I just want to make sure that we're not letting a complete stranger into the family...I think I should get in contact with Greyson--"

"No. Mom, don't you dare. Greyson doesn't need--"

"Okay, I'm back."

Willow and Marjorie jumped a bit and tried to play off like their conversation wasn't getting heated which made Storm pause for a moment -- noticing the change in the room at her entrance which made her awkwardly clear her throat and show Willow the items in her hand.

"Try this on."

Willow laughed softly and got up from the couch and took the items from Storm's hands and put them on her and walked to the full body mirror and looked over her -- now -- complete outfit that consisted of the dress and shoes with a mint green blazer and a skinny black and white stitched belt with a pair of black shades.

"So?"

"I love it, Storm! Now you've gotta redo my whole wardrobe."

Storm giggled softly and walked closer to examine the outfit on Willow and noticed how it perfectly complimented her body shape, she wasn't the curviest female, but it did enough to make her look gorgeous, and that was Storm's goal whenever she made designs.

"I'll buy this and we can finally go eat."

"Thank you, I'm starving."

Willow giggled and shook her head before disappearing into the dressing room and leaving Marjorie and her by themselves just a few feet away from each other causing the obvious thickening silence to come across as Storm brushed her hair awkwardly behind her ear as Marjorie cleared her throat.

"So...I made us reservations at a restaurant a few blocks from here. It's called Rio Grande83."

Storm simply hummed in response.

"Justin tells me you like sushi?"

"Just an occasional crunchy shrimp roll."

Marjorie rolled her eyes just as the sound of a pair of heels was heard making them both turn to look and see a store associate approaching them with a wide -- but completely fake -- smile on her lips.

"Anything I can help you ladies with?"

Some vodka, Storm thought.

"No no, thank you."

The store associate seemed to instantly notice the tension between Storm and Marjorie which made her blink twice and keep her dumb smile on her face before turning on her heel and leaving them two alone once again.

"Look, Storm...I know we got off on the wrong foot the other day, but I want to have a good relationship with you."

Is she being serious? Storm thought.

Storm eyed her suspiciously as the sudden sound of a door creaking nearby which made them turn to see Willow step out back into her regular clothes with the items she's buying on their racks with a wide smile on her lips.

"Ready, honey?"

"Yeah."

The three of them stepped away from the dressing rooms and headed to the register at the front of the store where there was little to no line -- all until they heard Marjorie's phone chime in her purse which made her curse under her breath.

"You two go ahead without me, it's a business call."

Storm and Willow nod and walk off -- but Storm keeps her eyes on her as she gives a glimpse back at her before turning a corner and going out of sight which made Storm get an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach momentarily before Willow touched her arm.

"You okay?"

"Hm? Yeah, just hungry."

Willow nods and smiles before passing the associate her card so she can swipe it and then proceeds to put the dress in the store bag while Storm kept her eyes on the corner, waiting for Marjorie to return, it was itching her to just speed walk over and eavesdrop, but she had to remember who she was with and where she was making her exhale a deep breath.

"Enjoy the rest of your day, ladies."

"Not unless there's tequila."

The associate let her smile fade from her lips at Storm's snarky remark as she took the bag from her hands and passed it to Willow who was biting her bottom lip to prevent her from laughing in front of her.

"Don't mind her."

Storm rolled her eyes playfully as her and Willow linked arms and turned around to head out the door when a sudden thought came to Storm which made her lick her lips and speak out lowly.

"Hey, Willow?"

"Yeah?"

"The family business? Is it just the casino?"

"Yeah, mom's trying to branch out a little bit. Start up some casino's at different locations."

Storm simply hummed in response as Marjorie finally returned around the corner with her phone tight in her grasp while giving Willow a look that Storm had yet to see her give anyone since they'd been in Canada: a sympathetic look.

"Willow..."

"Business problem?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, it's okay, Storm's here with me."

Marjorie side-eyed Storm before giving a closed mouth smile and placing her phone back in her purse as they all headed to the door where their driver waited patiently for them with his hands interlaced in front of him.

"I'll call an Uber, but eat enough for me, okay?"

Willow gave a weak smile and nodded as Marjorie walked over to her and smoothed her silky blonde hair down the side of her face and gave her a small kiss on her forehead before heading down the street a bit and leaving Storm and Willow again when the driver suddenly opened the door.

"Are you ladies ready to eat? Your reservations are at two o'clock."

Willow nodded and thanked him before slipping inside the car -- except for Willow who was still watching for Marjorie to return in a line of sight, but it made her sigh in defeat and snap out of her daze when she heard the driver's deep voice.

"Ms. Blackwood?"

"Yeah...um, sorry..."

Storm nibbled on her thumbnail as she wrapped herself tighter in her trenchcoat before slipping into the car as the driver finally got the chance to shut the door and head to the driver's side and get the car ready to take Willow and Storm out to eat.

Meanwhile, Marjorie stood just a few feet away from a small rural and earthy boutique with her arms crossed over her chest when she heard the sudden rumble of an engine making her look to her left and see the familiar Camaro come into view.

Upon pulling up slowly to her, Marjorie sighed softly and bent down to meet the familiar light bold blue eyes and that unwarming smile on his lips while he had one hand on the wheel and the other on the gear shift.

"Come here often?"

"Shut up. Unlock the door."

Greyson simply chuckled lowly before unlocking the door and letting Marjorie slip inside the passenger seat and shut the door, as she did so, she puffed out a breath and heard the sound of movements from the backseat which made her gasp sharply when she noticed another person in the back.

"W-Who are you?"

"He's my supplier I told you about."

"Isaac. Isaac Washington, pleased to meet you." Isaac spoke out with a small grin on his lips as he reached his hand forward to the front which made Marjorie blink a couple of times and shake her head before moving her body away from his hand. "Wow, didn't tell me she was a racist, Greyson."

"She's just got her granny panties in a twist."

Isaac snickered as Marjorie scoffed.

"I'm not -- look, I never gave you a solid answer, Greyson. I-I still need time to think this over...I have to get in touch with the lawyers, the banks--"

"--Which you can make happen in due time," Greyson interjected as he saw Marjorie start to rub her temples in frustration which made him hold back an eye roll at her slow thought process which made him sigh softly and calm down. "But for now, Isaac has a proposition."

"Pardon?"

"Listen...it seems that you have something I want. And I need it back, Ms. Bieber."

Marjorie paused for a brief moment and found herself slowly turning around to fully see Isaac and see he was as serious as a heart attack while he had his forearms rested on his thighs and his fingers interlaced together. "What do you mean?"

"Storm. Storm Blackwood."

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It was a little after two o'clock as Justin and Storm sat across from each other on the hardwood floor of the kitchen sitting criss cross and eating from the large tub of Blue Bell Neapolitan ice cream as they tried their best to remain quiet with the light from the fridge being their only source of light.

"You should let Bruno be your best man."

"Wait, what? Are you being serious?"

Storm hummed in response as she took another big scoop of the vanilla side of the ice cream and moaned at the sweet and creamy taste as it hit her tongue while she heard Justin scoff and get some ice cream from the chocolate side.

"I...don't think he wants to do anything."

"What's his deal anyway?"

"Bruno's just...been going through things. Um...Bruno's not our fully biological brother."

Storm paused.

"Wait, Bruno's your half-brother?"

"Yeah," Justin breathed out as he licked his lips and grabbed a scoop of the vanilla and strawberry ice cream and licked his lips before eating it before going back to talking with his mouth full of ice cream chilling his teeth. "Don't get me wrong, we love Bruno as if he wasn't."

"I thought...does Bruno know?"

Justin nodded.

"He's known for about two years and he realized that his biological father wants absolutely nothing to do with him."

That must explain why he's angry, Storm thought.

Justin swallowed another scoop of ice cream before looking up at Storm and saw her lost in thought with her spoon dangling in between her fingers which made him laugh softly and steal it from her grasp which caused her to snap out of her daze.

"Wanna tell me where you went there?"

"I'm just...a bit lost in my own thoughts lately."

"Hopefully nothing stressful. I mean, we are eating America's number one stress reliever."

Storm giggled and shook her head as Justin smiled at her and passed her back her spoon and let her scoop up some chocolate ice cream and eat it fast while Justin chuckled to himself and shook his head.

"I know you were craving some ice cream, but I don't think we should eat it all."

"And why not?"

"Tammy doesn't go grocery shopping until Thursday."

Storm's jaw dropped.

"You guys have your own grocery shopper?"

"I don't like to call them by their titles, it feels demeaning. I just call them by their names and they call me Justin."

"And for me?"

"I told them to call you my sexy sexy fiancée."

Storm giggled as she watched Justin bite his bottom lip softly and stare down at her body in her silk pastel pink with black lace trimmed nightgown that stopped mid-thigh -- which wasn't any help in covering up her long silky legs.

"Jay...no, I know that look."

"What? You said we're having a late night snack, right?" Justin questioned as he slowly moved his bare fingers into the tub of ice cream and let it slowly scoop up a tiny bit of vanilla ice cream while he kept hard eye contact with Storm. "I'm just having a late night snack..."

Storm was about to open her mouth to speak, but she stopped abruptly when she felt Justin's ice cream covered finger and slid it carefully and dangerously slow along the inside of Storm's right thigh which made her sharply gasp as Justin looked at the white line that was forming before looking her back into her eyes.

"Jay..."

"Just tell me to stop, baby...and I'll stop."

"I-I--"

Storm stopped herself short as she watched Justin bring his head down and lick slowly on the ice cream that melted just a few inches from her heated core while he did his best to keep eye contact with her as he started to slowly lick down the trail of melted ice cream he had made.

Storm threw her head back for a second and bit her bottom lip in an attempt to hold back her breathy moans as she felt Justin's warm breath get closer to the area she needed him the most right now -- but he never seemed to reach it.

"Jay, don't tease..."

"I'm never one to tease, baby...just a man that likes to take his time..."

Storm swallowed hard as she watched Justin start to leave open mouth kisses on the inside of her thigh which caused Storm to react by spreading her legs even wider and hiking her nightgown up her legs to expose herself more to Justin while she felt him smirk on her skin as he held her thighs in place.

Justin gave her vanilla flavored thigh one last lick before looking down at her exposed sex and found himself groaning at the mere thought of what he was about to do as he heard Storm lowly whimper which made him lean his head closer and--

"Why is the fridge open?"

The sudden flicker of the lights in the kitchen made Justin and Storm break out of their heated session and shoot up from the floor and see Willow standing there in a baby blue silk pajama button up set with her hair in a low ponytail and seeing Justin and Storm look at her like deers caught up in headlights making her cross her arms over her chest.

"What are you two in here doing?"

"Nothing--"

"--We were just...getting a little snack."

"Uh huh...getting a snack or being the snack?" Willow asked as she pointed to the side of her cheek as her eyes remained on Justin which made him curse under his breath and wipe his cheek of ice cream while Storm bit her bottom lip to stop from grinning.

"Well, I think that's enough sweets for one night, Jay. Let's go to bed and leave Willow to her snack."

Willow smirked with her arms still crossed over her chest as she watched Storm take Justin with her out of the kitchen which made her giggle once they left and head over to the fridge and bend down to close the ice cream and put it back in the fridge before proceeding to fixing herself a snack.

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omgggg, hi? ik it's been a minute since i last updated, but i hope this makes up for it, but i did put out some other books to past the time! hope you guys enjoy all of them!

but this chapter got kinda crazy lmaoo, what do you guys think isaac has to do with storm? do you think marjorie will let greyson run the casino with her? lemme know your thoughts! but don't forget to vote and comment! love to talk to you guys! see ya in the next chapter! 🦋✨